Agares' body tensed, as if facing a formidable enemy. The half-folded piece of clothing in his hand was now completely disheveled. His arm hung in the air, and his dark eyes lowered slightly as he looked at his little wife nuzzling against his chest: "You..."
"Hold me up, I'm going to fall!" Jiang Si cried out, her little hands gripping his clothes tightly as she tried to push her body into his arms!
The sofa was already small!
Agares sat on the sofa, and Jiang Si sat in his lap, trying to pull her legs into his arms. He had to hold her up to keep her from falling.
But he didn't support her at all, so even though she was tiny, she couldn't shrink into her husband's arms.
Agares's half-folded, tattered clothes fell to the ground, his palms sweating, as he slowly moved upwards.
"Ah!" Jiang Si exclaimed in surprise, her body falling out of Agares's arms. Agares, who had been moving slowly and hesitantly, raised his hand and steadily supported his little wife's bottom, pulling her up and holding her firmly in his arms.
Jiang Si bumped her forehead against his hard chest, wrapped her arms around his neck, and made a peace sign with her hand on the back of his neck.
Who says a straight man can't get gay?
Who says a stereotypical straight man can't hug someone?
Now that he's bent over, he can hug people!
My forehead hit his chest and it hurt a little.
Jiang Si looked up at his chest, and in the dim light, she could clearly see that her cheap husband's neck was red, his ears were red, and his usually cold and tense face was red.
Jiang Si was inwardly screaming with excitement.
What a treasure trove this is!
My cheap husband is so innocent!
Agaresto's hand, which was holding her little bottom, remained motionless, as if it were frozen.
The naughty child in his arms was like a portable little furnace, rubbing against his chest, with his arms around his neck, his messy, fluffy head nuzzling against his chin, tickling him.
Jiang Si discovered that the more she rubbed against her cheap husband's chest, the redder his ears and neck became.
To prevent her cheap husband from turning bright red like a boiled shrimp, Jiang Si moved her arm from around his neck to his face and poked him, saying, "Honey~~"
Agares's breath was scorching hot. He looked down and his gaze met his wife's clear, innocent eyes. He managed to squeeze out a "Hmm?"
His face, which looks tough and cold, is actually quite soft to the touch.
While her playful mood was rising, Jiang Si asked with a pitiful expression, "Honey, don't you want to sleep with me?"
Her voice was as aggrieved as could be, and her eyes as pitiful as could be, as if she could burst into tears at the mere mention of his unwillingness.
Agares suddenly tightened his grip, squeezing his wife's buttocks. His face flushed instantly, and a surge of heat coursed through his body...
"No!" Agares blurted out, abruptly putting his wife on the sofa. He then stood up, turned off the dim light, and took a step back. Seeing his wife looking shocked as she was placed aside, he stiffly explained, "No, no, I don't want to sleep with you. I'm going to the bathroom!"
After saying that, he turned around awkwardly in the darkness and walked towards the bathroom with messy steps. He had only taken two steps when he heard a thud. His wife fell off the sofa and let out a cry of pain!
Agares quickly returned from the bathroom, turned the table light back on, and saw his wife sprawled between the sofa and coffee table, her eyes red with pain. Seeing him, she raised her smooth, slender arm, her voice soft and choked with sobs: "Honey, it's so dark with the light off! My bottom hurts so much..."
Bad kids are not only terribly tidy up their rooms.
Even his personality is a bit absent-minded; he can fall off such a wide sofa.
His self-care ability is just as terrible as his ability to organize his own belongings.
Agares took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the heat, bent down, reached out, slipped his hand through his wife's arms, and lifted her from the ground like a child. He supported her waist with one hand and her buttocks with the other, and slowly and hoarsely admitted his mistake: "It's my fault. I won't turn it off next time. I'll leave the light on!"
Jiang Si hugged his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, and rubbed her reddened eyes hard with her hands, making her look even more like she was about to cry but holding back a lot of tears.
Opening her mouth, she went along with him without blushing or panting, and with a touch of coquettishness, lied, "Well, my night vision isn't good. When you turn off the light, I can't see anything, and when I can't see anything, I get panicked!"
Agares held her in his arms, turned and walked towards the bed, assuring her as he went, "There won't be a next time."
Jiang Si leaned on his shoulder and hummed in response, her dark eyes darting around as she involuntarily began to doubt herself.
Is it that she's not charming enough, not flexible enough, not big enough, not thin enough, not long enough, not fair enough, or doesn't know how to act coquettishly?
Why is my husband blushing like this? He's still so proper and reserved with her. Does he not like her type?
That's not right!
If you don't like her type, why are you blushing?
I don't like her type; I'm trying to coax her like a child...
Soothing a child?
Jiang Si was shocked. It was like a bolt from the blue. Her cheap husband was treating her like a child, so he wouldn't sleep with her, move her, kiss her, or hug her.
As an ancient relic from 3,000 years ago, Jiang Si said she wanted to die.
She saw that he looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was actually 3,000 years old!
Where is it too small?
He doesn't act like a child at all!
While Jiang Si was in a frenzy, Agares put her on the bed and reached out to pull her hands that were wrapped around his neck. "Okay, let's go to sleep!"
Jiang Si, an ancient relic from 3,000 years ago, is now revered as a female war goddess in this interstellar era. She is instantly filled with fighting spirit and declares that she will not compromise or give up until she wins over this straight man.
She let go of his hand, then grabbed it and said sweetly, "Honey, you said you'd sleep with me, so let's sleep together!"
Agares paused slightly, his voice hoarse: "Okay, I'll be right back after I go to the restroom!"
Humans have three urgent needs!
We can't expect people to be in a hurry, can we?
Jiang Si was reluctant to let go, and even urged and threatened, "Hurry up, don't make me fall asleep while counting sheep!"
Agares' dark eyes suddenly darkened, and he assured her, "Okay, I'll be right there!"
Having received this assurance, Jiang Si crawled into bed, her dark eyes watching her cheap husband go into the bathroom, staring at the bathroom door.
One minute... two minutes... three minutes... four minutes...
It takes about 10 to 15 minutes.
The bathroom door opened.
Agares, feeling a chill, stiffly got into bed. Just as he lay down on his back, the blanket fell over him, and then a mischievous child rolled into his arms, snuggling beside him, curling up slightly, resting his head on his broad chest, and muttering, "Honey, you're so cold, let me warm you up!"
"Hmm...okay..." Agares raised his right arm slightly, then slowly lowered it, gently embracing her and pulling her into his arms.
When Jiang Si saw her cheap husband embracing her, her heart began to flutter again.
She nestled closer to him, her body pressed against his chest. She had been resting her head on his chest, but now she leaned forward, her weight entirely on him, and whispered, "Honey, are you warm?"
His weightless wife was like a furnace, dispelling the chill from Agares' body. His right hand gently patted her shoulder, his voice hoarse and deep: "You're warm now, go to sleep!"
They really treat her like a child!
Still patting yourself while sleeping?
Jiang Si swallowed hard, steeled her resolve, and with her hand on Agares' body, groped for his left hand, pulling it onto her body. She then tilted her head back and bit his Adam's apple. "Husband, I'm not a child, I'm not small, feel it!"
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