While everyone was teasing Yan Xiao, he was indeed working hard. Outside it was freezing cold, but inside it was sweltering hot.
The tall man, with his tanned skin interspersed with milky white skin, lay on the bed, completely concealing everything in his arms.
Beads of sweat dripping from his forehead had already formed a dark patch on the pale blue bed.
Two hours later.
…
The room returned to calm.
Yan Xiao looked at the girl who had fallen into a deep sleep in his arms, and his heart softened even more.
He carefully got up and wrapped the little girl in the blanket before going to the stove in the main room to fetch water.
Looking at the red marks on the neck that couldn't be hidden even by the blanket, Yan Xiao pursed his lips and carefully used a hot towel to wipe the little one clean.
Even though he had done this countless times, the man's slightly red ears betrayed his unspoken thoughts.
…
The scenery he explored was breathtaking, and with each place he visited, the memories he had just experienced kept replaying in his mind.
That feeling... made him wish time could stand still forever.
He felt a little parched. The girl on the bed was sleeping soundly. He had been wiping her body for so long, but no matter what he did, she didn't wake up.
This complete trust allows a man's selfish desires to grow until they take over his entire mind.
He couldn't hold back any longer and lowered his head...
...
Wen Qinghe was warm from sleeping, her little face was flushed, and when she opened her eyes she saw that it was already broad daylight.
The seat next to me was warm; the man must have just gotten up.
Wen Qinghe felt inexplicably ashamed, even though she had fallen asleep just before bed due to exhaustion.
But in my dreams, all I see are shadows of men taking over me, and the whole dream is surrounded by that indescribable feeling.
She... had erotic dreams all night long...
The key point is that they partied almost every night, and sometimes even during the day…
How could she still have such a dream?
This man is really something, he even haunts her in his dreams…
…
With a creak, the man entered carrying a basin of hot water. Seeing the rosy-cheeked little figure on the bed, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
"Sweetie, get up and wash up."
…
Wen Qinghe was dressed up by the man as soon as she woke up today. She wore a close-fitting thermal underwear, a hand-sewn rabbit fur turtleneck sweater in the middle, and a long down jacket on top.
The rabbit fur sweater and down jacket were both made by Yan Xiao with the help of Aunt Guihua, based on modern fur and down jacket designs.
The design is classic and warm.
The rabbit fur was specially collected by Yan Xiao during his hunting trip. He then asked Aunt Guihua to knit a beige turtleneck sweater and sew the rabbit fur inside.
The down jacket was made by Yan Xiao by first washing and steaming the goose down, then sterilizing it at high temperature, and then filling it into the outer coat core made by Aunt Guihua. Finally, he used his sewing machine at home to sew it all over, ensuring a full pound of down content.
When Wen Qinghe tried it on, she felt like she was wrapped in a down comforter.
The man then took it out and put it on her; it was made of rabbit fur inside and goose down outside, and her nose was sweating from the heat.
She couldn't help but look up and say sweetly, "Brother Yan~ Could you not wear so much~"
"Sweetie~ I'm taking you out today. You're not feeling well, so wear something warm and cozy~"
Hearing that they were going out, Wen Qinghe assumed that the man was going to take her to town.
"oh."
Her request to remove some layers failed; after all, there's a kind of coldness that only her man perceives in her.
The banquet owl laughed.
After he wrapped Wen Qinghe in her clothes, he picked up the package he had prepared the night before while his wife was asleep.
"Huh? What's this?"
"I'll take you to meet your father-in-law, as I promised Qingqing."
Wen Qinghe: !
"Really???"
She no longer felt hot. She thought that Yan Xiao's words last time were just an excuse to coax her, since it was cold and the roads were difficult to walk. But the surprise in her heart was real.
She buried her face in the man's arms and wrapped her arms around his strong waist.
"Waaah, honey, you're so good to me!!!"
A blush crept onto Yan Xiao's ears; he was completely stunned by the way he was addressed.
"Sweetie, can you say it again?"
"Husband! Husband! Husband!"
Yan Xiao felt his blood rushing to his head. He put down his luggage, picked up the girl, and rushed into the room.
Wen Qinghe: ?
She didn't realize what was happening until she was placed on the bed and stripped down to her underwear by the man.
She quickly pushed away the man who was burying his head in her neck with her small hands.
"Hmm~ Brother Yan, weren't you saying you were going to... um... to Dad's place?"
"There's a bus to the county town at 2 PM, no rush."
The man was breathing heavily, his mind filled with images of a young girl tilting her head back and sweetly calling him "husband."
The excitement and sweetness in my heart turned into boundless joy and love, which I gave back to the little one in my arms without reservation.
…
In her dazed state, Wen Qinghe still couldn't figure out what she had done to upset him.
Until… the man whispered in her ear,
"My sweetheart~ my wife~ can you call me husband one more time?"
Wen Qinghe's eyes were reddish at the corners, and her beautiful eyes were misty.
"*…*"
But that was enough to get Yan Xiao excited.
………
As darkness fell, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a veil.
Winter dusk comes early.
Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao arrived in the county town around 4 p.m. It was freezing cold, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the streets.
Yan Xiao took the letter of introduction, booked a room, and then took Wen Qinghe to a state-run restaurant for dinner.
Two months later, when they checked into the guesthouse again, they were now husband and wife.
Wen Qinghe felt a pang of embarrassment when she recalled the teasing look in the receptionist's eyes when Yan Xiao said, "We are husband and wife, please give us a room."
Standing next to Yan Xiao, she couldn't help but feel mischievous and pinched his waist and abdomen.
"hiss."
She's the one in pain.
I can't pinch it...
My hand hurts.
Wen Qinghe pinched her thumb and forefinger until they were red, but the man was completely unharmed.
Yan Xiao reached out and took his wife's small hand, leaning down to whisper:
"Honey, don't touch me yet. We're outside. I know you weren't full this morning. Let's wait until we get back to the guesthouse, okay?"
Wen Qinghe's face turned bright red: What...what kind of nonsense is he talking about?!
Who touched him?!
She quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth, afraid that he would say something indescribable in the street again.
Wen Qinghe's eyebrows bulged slightly, her face full of embarrassment and anger: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
(Edited)
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