Chapter 179 Men Should Not Talk Too Much

Qi Yanjing took two steps back to let him in.

Wen Huaixu looked at him with a half-smile and walked in: "I guessed you would come over tonight, and I was right."

"There's nothing wrong with me going back to my own home." This is his home.

Wen Huaixu turned his head and glanced at him, "Have you dealt with the family affairs?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"That would be great." Wen Huaixu didn't see Wen Zhixian after he entered the room, so he asked him, "Where's Zhixian?"

Qi Yanjing went to pour him some water, and replied, "When I came back, she was already asleep."

"Then you can't even talk about the past?" He didn't believe that Wen Zhixian was so beautiful today and Qi Yanjing didn't have any other thoughts.

Qi Yanjing handed the water to him and said, "It's still growing. There's no need to rush."

Wen Huaixu laughed. His throat was indeed a little dry. He picked up the water and took a few sips. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something on the table.

He put down the cup and picked up the pearl body chain on the table.

Qi Yanjing: “…”

Although he didn't quite understand what it was, after all, he was still alive enough that his first reaction was to think that it was a prop to add interest.

He laughed non-stop and slowly put it down.

Qi Yanjing naturally knew what dirty thoughts were in his mind, and explained: "This is for taking pictures."

Wen Huaixu looked at him with an even more uneasy look in his eyes. He picked up the suit jacket on the sofa and stood up to leave: "You still know how to have fun when you have free time."

"You think too much." He followed Wen Huaixu and saw him out the door.

Wen Huaixu nodded, thinking that he was really generous. He was not jealous at all of Qi Yanjing's happy love life. He deserved it.

After seeing Wen Huaixu off, Qi Yanjing took a shower, returned to the living room, and prepared to turn off the lights and go back to the bedroom to sleep.

When he saw the body chain on the table, he looked at it for two seconds, picked it up and went to the cloakroom.

He knew that his wife was very interested in his body, and wearing these small accessories would make her happier.

He studied the product details page, put the body chain on himself, took a few photos with his mobile phone in front of the mirror, and then switched to the front camera to take a few close-ups of his abdominal muscles and pearl chains.

After the shoot, I put away the props, put on my pajamas and went back to the bedroom.

-

Wen Zhixian woke up at six o'clock, and Qi Yanjing was still sleeping beside him.

Thinking back, I was clearly waiting for Qi Yanjing last night, but I didn't expect to fall asleep not long after.

A little hungry.

She got up from the bed, washed up and started making breakfast.

It was already late autumn, and it was only just getting light outside at around six o'clock.

While busy in the kitchen, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind her. As the footsteps got closer, she said, "Take the chopsticks and eat."

Her waist suddenly tightened and she was enveloped by a familiar fragrance. The man hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. The two of them pressed tightly together.

She didn't know why she always felt that Qi Yanjing's scent had changed. It was mixed with the scent of cold fragrance since he stopped going to school. Maybe it was because he didn't touch books often? There was no smell of ink.

"Good morning, wife." Qi Yanjing rubbed her neck.

Help! Who understands, the second son of Qi who is so serious and cold outside, comes home and clings to her and wants to hug her and call her his wife.

Wen Zhihan turned his head and kissed him on the cheek, "I'm hungry."

Qi Yanjing immediately went to get chopsticks and a bowl.

I made Yangchun noodles in the morning and sprinkled them with chopped green onions at the end.

The two of them sat at the table to eat, and Wen Zhixian asked, "What time did you come back last night?"

"Three minutes after you send the message." In just these three short minutes, she fell asleep.

Wen Zhixian was slightly surprised, "I fell asleep so quickly?"

"I found you asleep on the sofa when I got home."

"Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough after getting sick. I'm so tired."

Qi Yanjing said, "After dinner, go out for a run."

It was not even seven o'clock after the meal, but Qi Yanjing dragged her downstairs to go jogging.

After running a lap and a half, Wen Zhixian waved his hands and said, "I can't do it anymore. I can't run any more."

Just as she was about to sit down, Qi Yanjing grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "This Xianxian is really amazing."

Wen Zhixian took his arm and put all his weight on Qi Yanjing, "You feel too weak."

She turned to look at Qi Yanjing with some surprise, "Look at you, you didn't control yourself in the past two days, aren't you feeling weak?"

Her eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Do you think I look like you?" He looked down at her with a smile on his lips.

Wen Zhixian shook his head, "Not really."

Qi Yanjing has been in a much better mood since moving back home.

Because it didn't look like that, she was curious, "Are you secretly taking some health supplements without telling me?"

"You think I'm not good enough, so you want me to eat something to cheer you up?" he asked seriously. In fact, he was so happy when he saw her instantly put on a cat-like face.

Qi Yanjing continued: "It's not impossible, how about the little blue pill?"

Wen Zhixian placed her index finger on his lips, with the look of a domineering president forcing love on him: "Men shouldn't talk too much."

"good."

Half a minute later.

"..." Wen Zhixian clenched his fist: "Have you laughed enough?"

Qi Yanjing coughed and straightened his face. When he saw Wen Zhixian, he couldn't help but chuckle and acted like a spoiled wife: "So domineering, so loving."

Wen Zhihan ignored his tantrum and walked passively leaning on him. Qi Yanjing sighed inwardly, "You've lost a lot of weight."

"I think of you." She began her earthy love talk.

I was indeed not used to being separated from Qi Yanjing, and I was in a low mood and had no appetite, so I naturally lost weight.

"Not anymore in the future." He thought to himself that he must make it up to her.

-

The past few months have been peaceful and warm, and everything has gone smoothly.

She also gained five pounds...

Wen Zhixian and Qi Yanjing came back from the mall. After entering the constant temperature room, Wen Zhixian seemed to come alive instantly. He took off his long woolen coat and threw it on the sofa.

He sat on the sofa and tidied her coat and put it aside.

Wen Zhihan went around behind him, lay on the back of the sofa, and reached into the collar of Qi Yanjing's sweater with her hands that were as cold as ice cubes to massage his shoulders.

Its beautiful name is: massage.

Practical: heating.

Qi Yanjing froze for a moment and slowly closed his eyes. How was this different from stuffing ice cubes into clothes?

Oh, the difference is, her hands are soft.

She even asked in a coquettish voice, "Honey, are you comfortable?"

"Actually..." He paused, opened his eyes and turned to look at her: "You can just let me warm your hands."

Wen Zhixian pursed his lips: "Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? My hands are warm and I can give you a massage at the same time."

He said helplessly: "You stuffed your hand into the collar of my sweater and it made me uncomfortable."

Wen Zhixian said "Hmm?" and leaned over to take a look. It was indeed true.

She immediately pulled her hand out, turned over from the back of the sofa, sat next to Qi Yanjing, and put her hand into his sweater from the hem.