After Yan Xiao finished washing up the little girl in his arms, he carried her to the octagonal table in the front hall and sat her down.
He then went to the kitchen stove and brought the dishes over one by one.
...
Actually, Wen Qinghe didn't feel hungry at all, but when she smelled the aroma of the food the man brought, her stomach, which hadn't eaten all day, started to rumble in protest.
She instantly forgot all about the enchanting moments from before.
She took the spoon from the man, scooped out a small spoonful of steamed egg custard, and put it in her mouth.
The man had already removed all the bones from the fish fillets, and the tender fish meat had no fishy smell at all.
It was also drizzled with sesame oil, and it smelled delicious!
...
Yan Xiao patiently watched as the little girl delicately ate half a pancake, two pieces of lean meat from the braised pork, and the steamed egg, which he had prepared for one person, was now only a third less than the original amount. The little girl then shook her head and said she couldn't eat anymore.
Seeing the little girl's enthusiasm, he thought she could finish the whole bowl.
The man sighed, realizing his wife's appetite was far too small...
However, considering that she would still need to expend energy later, it wouldn't be good to let the little girl eat too much.
He didn't insist, and without any hesitation, took the half-eaten pancake from her hand and stuffed it into his mouth in two bites.
He then ate the remaining steamed eggs and braised pork with the few pancakes he had made in a few bites.
The whole process took no more than five minutes.
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Wen Qinghe, watching from the side, admired him from the bottom of her heart...
The man in her family seems to never chew his food properly; he just swallows and digests it whole...
Every time I see him wolfing down his food and quickly finishing his meal, I worry that she will also be devoured by him like a snack.
Fortunately, this was just her wild idea, and it was probably impossible for it to happen.
Just as I was thinking this, the man had already cleaned up the eight-immortal table.
Wen Qinghe was picked up by the man again and carried back to their bedroom.
Yan Xiao gently placed the delicate woman in his arms onto the large bed.
"Didn't my sweetie just say she wanted to see it?"
The man's warm breath brushed against the girl's fair ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
Wen Qinghe was embarrassed. She had just woken up and was still a little groggy. In addition, she had been bewitched by the man and had acted impulsively.
It was somewhat embarrassing that he spoke of it in such a low voice.
Her voice was weak: "No...I don't want to watch anymore..."
"How can that be? I'm yours... my darling, you can look at me however you want..."
As the man spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.
The honey-colored chest was outlined with exquisite lines and textures.
The girl's long, curled eyelashes trembled, and her dark eyes were practically glued to the scenery before her...
Her gaze even lingered on the man's eight-pack abs as the buttons were undone, unconsciously tracing their number with her eyes...
This further highlights the girl's hypocrisy.
The man chuckled softly, ever since he learned that his wife was very satisfied with his physique.
He has consistently maintained a daily exercise routine without fail.
At this moment, the man's tall frame bent down, his other hand supporting him beside the little girl, his muscular chest pressing down slightly...
Enveloped by the man's imposing aura and his cool yet burning breath, Wen Qinghe, despite their already open and honest interactions, couldn't help but blush at the sight of the man's overwhelming presence and the things that were about to happen.
Looking at the slightly flushed, increasingly delicate and vibrant face before him, Yan Xiao finally could no longer control his desire. He lowered his head and captured those pink lips, gently licking and sucking them.
His large hand cradled the little girl's neck, while his other hand grasped her soft, boneless hand and placed it against his chest, waist, and abdomen...
The girl's unique and irresistible fragrance filled his nostrils, and the softness of her small hands against his chest and the sweet taste in her mouth made him sigh involuntarily.
...
Just as the man's eyes were half-closed, lingering with affection on the girl's delicate neck, he suddenly remembered the wondrous uses of the spring water in his wife's mysterious space...
The man's heart stirred, his lips stopped moving, and he opened his eyes to look at the red spots on the fair neck in front of him.
Enveloped in the man's tender kisses, Wen Qinghe lost track of time. When she sensed the man stop, she was aroused by the kisses and unconsciously let out a soft moan.
The man's warm lips kissed the girl's sensitive spot behind her ear, soothingly, his voice low and husky: "Sweetie... take me to your space, okay..."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The next second, the two were in a different space.
The temperature inside the room remained constant, and the man held the girl tightly in his arms. So even the sudden change of location didn't dampen their spirits, except for a brief moment of surprise in the man's eyes…
Following the last time, Yan Xiao moved a large, soft sofa to a location about two or three meters away from the spring.
It's not exactly close to the forest or the supply area, so it can't be just for admiring this spring...
Therefore, his intentions are quite obvious.
…
In a snow-covered garden next to the spring, there were peaches that Yan Xiao loved most—nutritious and juicy…
Every time he tasted it, Yan Xiao couldn't help but succumb to its allure.
The spring water in the space has its own unique uses, and Yan Xiao also discovered one.
I remember the first time Wen Qinghe drank spring water, she didn't dare to drink it directly. She only drank a few sips after using the air purifier in her space.
But the man felt that the spring he had discovered was sweet enough to drink directly.
This drew the girl's disgust, and she tearfully accused the man of being unhygienic.
The man licked his lips, a smirk playing on his lips. "Yes, yes, I'm unhygienic, so the punishment is to let me drink alone, okay..."
Wen Qinghe narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, glaring angrily at this man who was always spouting nonsense.
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(My darlings, I'm a few days late again! ~ This update schedule will probably continue until the end of the month. If I'm not too busy next month, I'll try to update on time and aim for perfect attendance. Thank you all for urging me to update and for your support! ~ (^3^)-?)
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