"Wife, you're back!"
As soon as Hua Qingcheng returned to the Hua family's old house, Mu Lige came to greet her, took the backpack from behind her and put it back into the utility room.
"Yeah. Han Yichen still didn't come out for dinner today?"
"I just prepared the meal and asked Xiaotian to send a portion to his room."
"Thank you for your hard work, Li Ge."
Hua Qingcheng took Mu Lige's hand and went into the main room to eat.
After lunch and a short rest, Hua Qingcheng entered the space in the afternoon and reclaimed ten more acres of land, planting the newly bought vegetable seeds. After finishing the work in the space, she went to plant vegetables on the land that the Hua family had reclaimed.
Because she was worried about her third husband who had been unhappy recently, at 7:15 in the evening, Hua Qingqingcheng came to Han Yichen's room in the west wing after taking a bath.
Hua Qingcheng didn't know what was going on, but she found that in the past half month, her third husband suddenly became very quiet. He often sat alone in front of the window in a daze, and even basically ate in the room.
Very weird!
"Han Yichen?"
Hua Qingcheng looked at Han Yichen, who was sitting at the table and gazing out the window in a daze, in confusion. She saw that the clingy man who was originally very clingy just glanced at her quietly, turned around and walked towards the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and then lay down on it, giving her a cold and indifferent back.
Hua Qingcheng: ...
"Han Yichen?"
Hua Qingcheng came to the bedside and poked the man's back with her index finger, but the man remained motionless.
Hua Qingcheng: ...
Hua Qingcheng didn't know what this man was doing, so she simply crossed her arms over her chest, stood by the bed, looked down at Han Yichen's back and said:
"I'll count to three. If you don't turn around, I'm leaving!"
"three!"
"two!"
The person on the bed moved slightly.
"Two point nine!"
Han Yichen was about to turn around, but he remained motionless.
"Two point eight!"
"Two point one!"
Han Yichen snorted inwardly, complaining about his wife who did not play by the rules.
"one!"
Hua Qingcheng then walked straight out of the room and closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Han Yichen quickly sat up from the bed and ran towards the door without even putting on his shoes, but in the end he didn't even see the back of the person.
Just when he was in despair and wanted to close the door, a slender arm slowly opened the door, and then Hua Qingcheng's beautiful face appeared in front of Han Yichen.
Seeing Hua Qingcheng coming back, Han Yichen curled up his thin lips slightly, and glared at Hua Qingcheng with resentment in his narrow and long phoenix eyes. At this moment, he wanted to turn around and leave, but he was afraid that she would really leave.
Han Yichen was conflicted, so he simply pulled Hua Qingcheng into the room, locked the door, and then went back to the bed to be his handsome sculpture.
Hua Qingcheng looked at her enchanting third husband with both heartache and amusement, then moved to the bed, took off her shoes and socks, lay down on her side beside Han Yichen, and hugged him from behind.
The sudden hug made the person on the bed tremble slightly, but he still remained silent.
"What happened to our most beautiful and charming Sanlang?"
Hearing his wife's praise, which seemed to be somewhat sincere, Han Yichen's lips curled slightly, but he still wanted to be arrogant for a while.
"Oh! Is Saburo feeling unwell?"
"Nothing? Then I'll check it myself!"
Hua Qingcheng kissed the back of the man's neck, a tingling sensation that made him shudder. Then, she stripped her own man's clothes off. However, when she tried to pull off his underwear, the wicked man, for the first time ever, protected himself with his hands.
Hua Qingcheng glanced suspiciously at Han Yichen's lower body for a moment, and the scene of Situ Ye's embarrassing escape from the river suddenly appeared in her mind. Then she said as if she had suddenly realized something:
"Sanlang, you...could it be...my uncle, um, Tiankui is here?"
Hearing his wife's blunt question, even Han Yichen, who was thick-skinned, could not help but feel his cheeks flushed and his ears reddened, and he said shyly:
"Not yet... not yet! It will take a few days!"
Han Yichen lowered his head after he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Hua Qingcheng would misunderstand him. He quickly added, "No...it's not inconvenient!"
Seeing Han Yichen, who was always very proactive, suddenly become so shy, Hua Qingcheng inexplicably felt that he was a little cute.
Holding Han Yichen in her arms, Hua Qingcheng gently kissed his neck, causing him to tremble again and again. Then she planted her strawberry from his broad shoulders all the way down to his waist. Then she turned him over and made him lie flat under her.
In the dim candlelight, Hua Qingcheng's eyes, as clear as water, shone, and a pair of narrow and charming eyes beneath her were staring at her infatuatedly.
"Qingqing~"
"No!"
Hua Qingcheng stretched out two fingers and gently covered his sweet lips.
"Good boy~"
"Call me Sister Qing~"
Hearing Hua Qingcheng's words, Han Yichen's narrow, almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze blurred and seductive, the tear mole at the corner of his eye gleaming slightly, charming and seductive. Then, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he looked at the woman on his body, who was a year younger than him, with doting eyes.
"Sister Qing~"
Hua Qingcheng glanced at him with satisfaction, then leaned over and kissed his enchanting eyes, then showered his handsome face with kisses. Lightly pecking those charming, cool, thin lips, Hua Qingcheng then fiercely plundered the sweet and mellow taste from the mouth of the man beneath her.
Hua Qingcheng, who was not only good at growing vegetables but also strawberries, soon covered her third husband's neck and chest with freshly harvested strawberries. After successfully stripping off the veil of the man beneath her, Hua Qingcheng gave her third husband a good love.
"Sister Qing~"
"Sister Qing~"
"Sister Qing~"
…
"Sanlang~"
"So good~"
Hua Qingcheng was very satisfied with the obedient Sanfulang, so she took him to the clouds to travel in space again and again...
…
After a night of hard work by Hua Qingcheng, a master at growing strawberries, Han Yichen, who had regained his vitality and energy after half a month of decadence and lethargy, confined his wife to his territory until noon the next morning.
Hua Qingcheng: "Sanlang, why are you unhappy recently?"
Han Yichen: "I...I, just, just..."
Hua Qingcheng: "What is it?"
Han Yichen: "I always feel like I smell like shit. Everything I see smells like shit..."
Hua Qingcheng: ...
Hua Qingcheng never dreamed that the reason why her husband Sanlang was so unhappy recently was actually because Han Yichen had diarrhea after eating something unclean when Si Chengfeng came to the Hua family's old house last time...
What she didn't know was that Han Yichen had diarrhea because he took the medicine she had given him. Of course, Han Yichen would never tell her about this!
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