Lin Yue rushed into Song Yunzheng's arms, tears streaming down her face, and choked out, "Husband, why did you take so long to come? Waaah... I was so scared."
Song Yunzheng felt extremely sorry for her. He hugged her tightly and gently comforted her, "I'm sorry I'm late. Don't be afraid, it's okay..." He patted her back lightly, trying to calm her down.
After venting her frustrations, she hesitated and peeked out from Song Yunzheng's embrace, her eyes flickering with a hint of shyness and embarrassment. "Um, I... my pants are dirty." Her voice was very soft, like a cat's meow.
As an obstetrician and gynecologist, she immediately understood. She smiled, took off her coat without hesitation, and gently draped it over Lin Yue's shoulders. The coat was just long enough to cover her hips. "You can't see it now. Let's go."
Lin Yue nodded obediently, "Thank you."
As she was about to get into the car, she hesitated, worried that she would get his car dirty. "Could you help me find something to put behind my bottom?"
"No need, just sit on my clothes. You can wash them if they get dirty."
"Okay." Lin Yue pursed her lips, lowered her head and got into the passenger seat. She kept her hand tightly clutching his coat, feeling the warmth of the clothes and smelling his unique scent. Her heart, which was already restless for him, was now beating even more wildly. He had so easily pulled her into his quagmire, making her sink deeper and deeper.
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After arriving home, Lin Yue quickly washed herself clean, climbed into bed, pulled the blanket over her head, and began to carefully recall what had happened that afternoon, especially the scene when Song Yunzheng kicked open the door and she rushed into his arms without hesitation. As she thought about it, her face unconsciously turned red.
"So this is what love feels like. No wonder Jiang Li is so enthusiastic about it. It really does feel wonderful." Lin Yue rolled around on the bed with the blanket between her legs.
"Be proactive, and then be a little more gentle and coquettish. If you can ask him for help, don't do it yourself..."
Lin Yue suddenly sat up in bed. "Jiang Li is right. I have to take the initiative. He is my legal and legitimate husband. Others can sleep together even if it's illegal or unreasonable, so why should I be reserved? And think about all the women outside who are eyeing him covetously. No, I can't wait a moment longer!"
She quickly rolled out of bed, went to Song Yunzheng's bedroom door, raised her hand, and gently knocked on the door. "Honey, are you asleep?" Her voice was soft and carried a hint of expectation. This was something Jiang Li had taught her—to be coquettish!
The bedroom door opened from the inside, and the two looked at each other. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Song Yunzheng's eyes were deep and bright.
Lin Yue felt like she was being sucked in, so she quickly lowered her head, suddenly feeling a little scared. But remembering what Jiang Li had said, she quickly suppressed that fear, raised her head, and looked at him with a flushed face. "I'm a little scared. Can I...sleep with you?" After saying that, her heart began to pound violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. She was even more nervous than when she first got her marriage certificate with him!
Song Yunzheng stared at her intently for a while, a smile playing on his lips. He was genuinely surprised; he wondered what had gotten into the little girl that made her offer to sleep with him. This saved him the trouble of finding excuses to lure her in later.
Seeing his continued silence, Lin Yue's heart leaped into her throat. Was this a polite way of rejecting her? What should she do next? Should she turn around and go back to her room, or continue to pester him? If she did that, would he hate her? How could she forget that he has severe mysophobia! He definitely hates it when other people touch his bed…”
"Okay." As she was lost in thought, Song Yunzheng's answer was like a bomb being dropped into her heart. Her already somewhat chaotic thoughts exploded at those two words, leaving her completely blank and only able to nod blankly.
This was her first time entering his bedroom. The entire room was decorated in black, white, and gray tones, looking simple yet sophisticated. The clothes in the wardrobe were all neatly arranged, without a single mess. How meticulous and attentive must one be to keep everything so organized? No wonder he always forbade her from getting involved in housework; she certainly couldn't be as meticulous as him.
Song Yunzheng lay down on the bed first, then gently patted the pillow next to him and looked at her tenderly: "Come here, sleep here."
Lin Yue nodded nervously, took small steps to the bedside, carefully lifted the covers, and slowly lay down. She then lay there motionless, as if frozen in place, not even daring to breathe loudly, afraid of disturbing the man beside her. She didn't know why she was so nervous; perhaps it was because this was their first time sharing a bed.
Song Yunzheng raised his hand and turned off the desk lamp, and the room instantly went dark. After slowly adjusting to the darkness, he could clearly see everything around him and the people next to him by the moonlight from the window.
Lin Yue mustered her courage and slowly approached Song Yunzheng, stopping to take a deep breath with each step, like a thief. And she wasn't wrong; she was indeed stealing, but what she wanted to steal was his heart.
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