Two hours later, Wen Qinghe finally got to eat a hot meal.
She leaned weakly against the man's chest, taking his services for granted.
The man's brows and eyes were relaxed, and his expression was one of contentment.
He held the person in his arms with one hand and a soup spoon in the other.
She coaxed softly, "Baby, can you have just one more sip?"
"No, I'm full."
"My dear Qingqing."
Wen Qinghe pouted in dissatisfaction: "You did the same thing just now. I told you to stop, why didn't you stop? Humph!"
Yan Xiao's Adam's apple bobbed uncomfortably. "Ahem, I'll definitely listen to Qingqing tonight. Now, just this last sip, and I won't feed you anymore, okay?"
"I won't..."
"Ten minutes."
Wen Qinghe's eyes widened in surprise, as if she had heard some extraordinary tale: ???
His gaze then involuntarily drifted downwards...
Yan Xiao raised his hand and hooked the girl's chin, saying helplessly, "What are you thinking? After you finish this bite, I'll let you watch the tablet for ten more minutes tonight."
Wen Qinghe felt a sense of relief.
Although, but.
(Chinese culture is profound and extensive. On: Don't, Stop, and Don't Stop)
She almost thought the man had broken it from frequent use.
However, if it breaks, there's no need to bother with her anymore.
But why did she just breathe a sigh of relief?
Wen Qinghe automatically blocked out this question from her mind.
She absolutely denies that she also has a thing for men.
Yan Xiao was unaware of Wen Qinghe's ulterior motives.
His wife had just recovered from her illness, and these days he prepared various ginseng soups for her to drink every day.
In order to get her to drink a few more sips, I have to rack my brains to negotiate the terms for every meal.
Wen Qinghe suddenly understood, and her eyes lit up.
"If I take a couple of sips, can I watch for twenty minutes?"
Yan Xiao frowned: "Twelve minutes."
“That’s too few, eighteen,” Wen Qinghe argued.
"Watching too much will hurt your eyes, so ten minutes is the maximum."
Wen Qinghe: "Okay, then twelve minutes."
After saying that, he took the small bowl and spoon and swallowed the last two mouthfuls of ginseng chicken soup.
Then she looked at him with sparkling eyes.
"I've finished drinking it, so you have to keep your word."
Yan Xiao raised an eyebrow. "Of course."
…
However, when Yan Xiao returned after washing the dishes, he saw Wen Qinghe wearing a tank top and looking at him with a sullen face.
The man glanced at the seven or eight tablets tossed on the bedside table, a sense of understanding flashing through his mind.
Yan Xiao suppressed a smile in his eyes, but remained expressionless on his face.
"What's wrong, baby?"
Wen Qinghe pointed to the head of the bed.
"You have the nerve to say that? Why are all these tablets set to automatic timers?"
She had secretly watched for more than twenty minutes this morning, and was thinking that she could continue the day's plot tonight.
But after only a few minutes, the device automatically shut down after the man's set usage time was reached.
She casually took another tablet from her storage space, but as soon as she turned it on, two lines of text appeared on it.
【My darling, your usage time for today is up! Check again tomorrow, okay?】
Wen Qinghe, still unwilling to believe it, took out seven or eight tablets from her spatial storage, and they all had the same result.
It's quite obvious who did this.
Wen Qinghe was puzzled as to how the man had connected all the tablets in her space together.
They don't even have internet access, and she taught him how to use the iPad.
Wen Qinghe looked up angrily at the smiling man in front of her.
"You're still laughing! You liar!"
After saying that, she turned away angrily, not wanting to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao pulled her into his arms, and his large hands unconsciously rubbed against her delicate skin.
"Looking at too much of this will hurt your eyes. How about I make it up to you in another way?"
The suggestive gesture made Wen Qinghe's beautiful eyes widen.
She knew it!
This man is a real old fox!
He would seize any opportunity to lure her into bed.
Every day, they work during the day and then have to work overtime at night.
How come you're still in such good health?
That's an amazing back...
(Yan Xiao: Thank you for the compliment. I have a good back, it's natural!)
...
Sunlight filtered through the sparse, loose leaves, casting large dappled patterns of light and shadow.
A gentle breeze stirred, and golden petals fell to the ground beneath the courtyard wall.
The sky was high and the air was crisp, and the sun was shining brightly.
Autumn is also a time of great joy and tranquility.
Yan Xiao got up very early this morning.
Yan Xiao felt uneasy thinking about the time his wife had an accident because she wanted to eat crayfish and hadn't been able to eat them since.
He brought two baskets with him today, and only returned after filling them to the brim.
Each basket weighs ten jin (approximately 5 kg), containing a full twenty jin (approximately 10 kg) of lobsters.
When Wen Qinghe got up, she saw Yan Xiao had placed a large basin in the yard and was giving the lobsters a bath.
He carefully used a small brush to clean the lobster shell that had already been split open.
The basin was completely filled with food, and there was also a bamboo basket next to it that hadn't been emptied.
Wen Qinghe couldn't help but show surprise: "So many lobsters?"
Yan Xiao looked up, his eyes gentle as water: "I'm afraid there won't be enough for a certain glutton to eat."
Wen Qinghe's face flushed slightly. "I'm not a glutton!"
The man chuckled: "Okay, you're not."
"Ayan, with so many lobsters, why don't we invite Lingling and the others over for dinner tonight?"
Excitement gleamed in Wen Qinghe's eyes as she savored the beer, barbecue, and crayfish.
It's practically a must-have for night market food stalls.
Her social media profile has white wine, red wine, and beer.
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