Chapter 117 The Tidal Night in Tórsport
The wife, hard as iron, ultimately refused to open the door.
After taking a solitary shower, President Yan emerged from his bath, heartbroken. There, leaning against the large swimming pool on the balcony, stood a graceful, white figure.
Anmi didn't bring a swimsuit to Faro, so she went into the water wearing the hotel bathrobe right after showering.
Her delicate face was misty with water vapor, and her milky skin was so white it was almost transparent.
Seeing this, Yan Jinnian's eyes gradually deepened.
He walked to the pool, took off his bathrobe, and stepped inside.
Anmi was still staring blankly at the distant mountains when she suddenly felt a heat on her back.
A strong arm held her tightly around the waist.
"Wife..."
A series of delicate kisses landed on the crook of her neck.
"Are you done washing?" she asked softly.
She wanted to turn around, but as soon as her face turned, the man sucked on her lips, wantonly plundering them.
At the same time, restless hands reached underwater, trying to find the straps of the bathrobe.
Anmi's eyes widened immediately.
Isn't it said that taking a bath can relieve fatigue?
Why are you using your hands and mouth?
"Husband... um..."
Unfortunately, Yan Jinnian did not give her a chance to ask.
The heat and moisture mingled together, shattering all sound.
Both of their eyelashes were trembling.
The bathrobe was soaking wet and draped over the edge of the pool.
The water temperature has increased.
Anmi's voice trembled slightly: "I'm so tired, I don't want to take the exam..."
Yan Jinnian kissed her, comforting her as he did so:
"Honey, I won't let you get tired tonight."
"I'll do the work."
…
next door.
Tang Cai came out of the bathroom after taking a shower: "Qiuqiu, do you want to put on a face mask?"
I've heard that the UV rays in the Faroe Islands are quite strong, so you need to moisturize your skin beforehand.
The person in bed did not answer.
She asked again, "Qiuqiu?"
"..."
Still no response.
That's strange, isn't this guy a night owl?
Why did you go to bed so early today?
She walked over and lifted Wanqiu's blanket.
A fluffy pillow fell out from underneath.
“? ???”
You, Yan Wanqiu, I treated you like a sister, but you treated me like a sleeping husband?
She immediately opened her phone and sent a voice message to Anmi.
"Honey, let me tell you, Yan Wanqiu, that fickle womanizer, actually went on and on..."
I sent a whole bunch of messages.
One minute later, there was no response.
Five minutes later, there was still no response.
Thirty minutes later.
"Ahhh, Anmi, you shameless womanizer, you actually... blah ...
…
The night sky over Tórshavn wasn't too dark.
Anmi did some research before coming.
At this time of year, there is a high chance of seeing the aurora borealis.
"Yan Jinnian..."
She looked up at the sky, her voice broken and intermittent.
Do you think... there might be an aurora borealis tonight?
"Want to see?"
Waves churned on the water's surface.
Anmi nodded, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, "Mmm..."
"Then there will be."
"Why?"
Yan Jinnian smiled and said, "Because Aurora likes well-behaved babies..."
He stared at Anmi's reddened eyes: "Baby was so good today."
Anmi's head was almost tilted back.
She retorted angrily, "Isn't it all because of you..."
She was too lazy to say the rest.
Her shoulder blade hit the edge of the bathtub.
"Yan Jinnian, back..."
She grabbed the man's hair and tugged it gently.
The next second, a large hand hooked around her waist and led her to the center of the bath.
Two people were floating on the water.
Floating and sinking.
A layer of water vapor appeared on the glass wall.
The sky swayed like a still frame from an art film.
They brazenly and ostentatiously made a spectacle of the night in Tórsburg.
Anmi bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.
Her best friends are right next door; if they hear her, she'll lose all face.
Her lip was bitten until it turned purple.
Yan Jinnian lowered his head and pried open her teeth.
"It's going to bleed, let go..."
"you…"
Sobs poured out.
Anmi glared at him resentfully.
He kicked his toes out of the water.
"Baby, what do you like about that male celebrity?"
"Which...male celebrity?" she replied, still dazed.
"The one on the poster."
Is now the time to ask this kind of question?
An Mi said speechlessly, "His dramas are good."
"Is the show more appealing or the actors more attractive?"
"The person... no! The show is good."
"Anything else?"
The water was splashing.
"It's gone!"
Anmi wanted to cry but had no tears.
How can this person even be jealous of old vinegar?
Yan Jinnian stared at her: "If you don't believe me, continue."
Waaaaah... I can't say it anymore!
"It really is... just this!"
"Who else has he liked besides him?"
"there is none left…"
Where is the class monitor?
Anmi: ? ? ?
"Didn't you already ask?"
No, let's start over.
"Why should I? Yan Jinnian, don't push your luck!"
"..."
"Ah, ah!"
"I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Waaaaaah, this is so unfair!
…
The ripples didn't subside until late into the night.
The water in the bath was still warm.
Anmi's body didn't relax after running all day; instead, she felt even more tired.
“You big liar!” she yelled, lying on the bed, accusing the satiated man.
"Taking a hot bath does not relieve fatigue at all!"
"These are all just excuses!"
Yan Jinnian wiped the water off his body with a towel: "Wife, scientific research has proven that proper release of sexual desire can bring physical and mental pleasure, relieve stress, and improve sleep quality."
"I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, close your eyes now. Don't you feel sleepy?"
Anmi: ?
After doing so much and using so many difficult moves, even the donkey in the production team would want to sleep!
Her body isn't made of iron!
"I'm not going to talk to you anymore, hmph."
She huddled pitifully under the covers.
She spent the whole day hiking and then did three hours of challenging water yoga in the evening, and still didn't see the aurora... What a sweet girl! She's just easy to fool!
Waaah, no wonder I kept feeding her at dinner to replenish her energy, turns out she has to do hard work at night, so pitiful!
Yan Jinnian quickly and sensibly lay down next to her: "Wife, don't be angry. Do you want me to give you a massage?"
Isn't this just a slap followed by a treat?
Anmi glared at him angrily: "I want it!"
"Okay, my wife!"
The man's large, warm, and powerful palm felt especially comforting on the sore muscles.
Anmi was exhausted and fell asleep after only a few minutes of relaxation.
"Good baby..."
After Yan Jinnian finished sleeping, he gently covered her with the blanket.
Anmi was sleeping soundly, her breathing evenly filling the quiet room.
Yan Jinnian stared at her little face for a long time, then kissed her before closing his eyes contentedly against her.
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