As the saying goes, teamwork makes the dream work. The huge pile of pots and pans in front of them, which would have been a headache to look at, was quickly cleaned up and neatly arranged after Meng Zhiyun and Wang Hu worked together.
Meng Zhiyun held a clean rag and carefully wiped every corner of the stove. In no time, the stove, which was originally stained with oil, became brand new and could be described as spotless! After finishing this task, Meng Zhiyun gently untied the apron tied around her waist, walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and began to wash her hands carefully.
Wang Hu, who had been silently watching her, seized the opportunity to quietly move closer, pressing himself tightly against her from behind and gently embracing her from behind. Startled by Wang Hu's embrace, Meng Zhiyun quickly regained her composure and softly scolded, "Oh, stop it!" However, Wang Hu ignored her protest, instead reaching forward and saying with a grin, "Darling, help me wash up too."
Hearing Wang Hu's request, Meng Zhiyun smiled helplessly, picked up the dish soap bottle beside her, squeezed some dish soap into her palm, and then gently took Wang Hu's large hands, which were covered in grease from washing dishes, and carefully rubbed them. With her gentle movements, the stubborn grease gradually disappeared, and Wang Hu's hands became clean and smooth again.
After washing, Meng Zhiyun took a clean towel and carefully dried Wang Hu's hands before wiping her own.
Just as Meng Zhiyun finished washing her hands and was about to turn around and leave the kitchen, she found that Wang Hu had been standing at the door, blocking her way.
Meng Zhiyun couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She looked up at Wang Hu and asked, "Why aren't you leaving after you've finished washing? What exactly do you want to do?" In response to Meng Zhiyun's question, Wang Hu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile. He simply answered with one word—"Do."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Hu suddenly swept Meng Zhiyun up in his arms and strode quickly to the pool, carefully placing her on the edge of the platform. Then, without hesitation, he leaned down and kissed Meng Zhiyun's luscious lips. At the same time, his large hands began to roam restlessly over her soft body, wantonly caressing her silky smooth skin.
The two were instantly immersed in a passionate and intense kiss, as if time had stopped. Just then, Wang Hu's hand inadvertently touched a button on Meng Zhiyun's clothes. A surge of impulse welled up inside him, and he slowly reached out to unbutton the button.
Meng Zhiyun gripped Wang Hu's strong, thick hand tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly as she gasped for breath, "Oh dear, stop fooling around! What if Sister Hui hears us? That would be terrible!" However, Wang Hu completely ignored her worries, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as he coaxed her softly, "Don't worry, baby, Hui'er went upstairs a long time ago. It's just the two of us here now."
Meng Zhiyun glared at him fiercely and scolded, "Hmph, you bastard, all you know how to do is bully people!" Before she finished speaking, there was a "hiss" sound.
Immediately afterwards, a series of crisp and rapid slapping sounds came from the kitchen. The sound was powerful, as if each slap contained boundless strength, as stirring as drumbeats. Meng Zhiyun seemed to want to struggle, but Wang Hu was too strong, and she couldn't break free at all.
Just then, a soft footstep sound came from upstairs. It was Yu Hui coming downstairs. When she reached the middle of the stairs, she clearly heard the sounds of commotion coming from the kitchen. Yu Hui blushed, spat softly, and muttered, "How embarrassing!" Then, as if she had done something wrong, she quickly turned around and ran back to her room.
Time and again, he held Meng Zhiyun's slender yet powerful hand tightly, guiding her step by step onto the rugged path leading to the summit. Every step was filled with hardship and challenges, but they supported each other and forged ahead.
The mountain path wound its way along like a mischievous little snake, even the thorns seemed endearing. Every now and then, steep cliffs and bottomless valleys played hide-and-seek with them ahead. But he held Meng Zhiyun's hand tightly, and frequently encouraged her with gentle eyes.
As they climbed, the wind blew gently, as if fanning them; the raindrops danced merrily, as if performing a dance for them. But they weren't afraid at all; all they wanted was to reach the summit and see what it was like!
Finally, after a long and arduous struggle, they successfully stood atop the mountain. Looking down at the magnificent scenery below, the undulating mountains amidst the swirling clouds and mist unfolded like a beautiful painting before their eyes.
At this moment, Meng Zhiyun's face was filled with joy and pride, while he looked at the resilient woman beside him with satisfaction.
More than an hour later, Wang Hu carefully carried Meng Zhiyun, whose face was rosy and as ripe as an apple, and slowly walked to the chair next to the dining table. He gently sat down so that she could comfortably lean against him and rest.
Wang Hu turned his head slightly, looked at the beauty in his arms, and asked softly, "Darling, is our house finished being renovated? Also, why isn't Linlin staying here today?"
Hearing this, Meng Zhiyun couldn't help but roll her eyes and said coquettishly, "Hmph! It's already been renovated! Since those two walls were knocked down, there's no need for a door. It's just that there's a slight smell of putty in the house now. I'm telling you, you really don't care about your own things at all!"
Wang Hu quickly said with a forced smile, "Oh dear, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! Did you manage to break through the wall upstairs?"
Meng Zhiyun asked him with a puzzled look, "Why would you break down the wall upstairs?"
Wang Hu quickly explained, "Isn't this more convenient to go back and forth? If someone lives on the third floor and wants to go to your place, they have to go down to the first floor first and then climb back up. That's such a hassle!"
Meng Zhiyun stared at Wang Hu with an expression as if he were an idiot, and said irritably, "Why don't we just live together? There are several rooms in each building, why do we have to go through all this trouble?"
Wang Hu patted his head, thinking that Meng Zhiyun made sense.
Originally, Wang Hu bought them a house as a guarantee, so that they would have a place to stay when friends from their hometown came to visit. But now that things have been arranged, why pretend anymore?
Let's just stay together, there are plenty of rooms anyway.
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