As midnight approached, under the moonlight, Lu Yanqing's gaze fell upon Wen Nan's hands.
Wen Nan's fingers were slender and white, almost dazzlingly so in the darkness.
Lu Yanqing reached out and carefully wrapped Wen Nan's hand in her palm.
She said her hand hurt.
Under the moonlight, Lu Yanqing dared not move as she slowly massaged Wen Nan's palms.
Be very careful.
Wen Nan sensed something was amiss; his palms and fingers felt unexpectedly comfortable.
Wen Nan nestled against Lu Yanqing's chest and let out a soft hum.
Lu Yanqing grabbed both of Wen Nan's hands and held them in his palms.
The massage seems to have changed somewhat since it started...
Wen Nan was asleep, her hands at Lu Yanqing's mercy.
His hands had thin calluses from writing and working frequently.
Although Wen Nan does everything herself, Lu Yanqing never lets Wen Nan do any dirty or tiring work.
Lu Yanqing had prepared all the firewood for Wen Nan in advance.
The woman's hands were like the finest jade, cool, delicate, and beautiful...
As Lu Yanqing pressed down, he also examined Wen Nan's hand.
Lu Yanqing extended her slender index finger and gently hooked it around Wen Nan's little finger.
Her little finger was curled up, and he tried to straighten it, but it would curl back up again.
Lu Yanqing continued to play with Wen Nan's hand with great interest...
It's like playing with walnuts.
Wen Nan woke up.
She looked sleepily at Lu Yanqing in front of her, her gaze fixed on her hands...
Wen Nan frowned.
It's strange, he looks at his own hands so intently, but he seems to be looking at his own face much more intently!
Is she not pretty enough?
He actually went to look at his hands!
Lu Yanqing slowly played with Wen Nan's hand. Because Wen Nan was asleep and hadn't woken up, Lu Yanqing was unusually bold.
Wen Nan's hand slid slightly, her fingertips slipping between Lu Yanqing's fingers, and their fingers intertwined.
Lu Yanqing's pupils contracted as he looked down and met a pair of deep, ocean-like eyes.
"Husband... what are you doing?" Wen Nan had just woken up, and her voice was slightly nasal.
It tasted like it was coming from the throat, soft and chewy.
Wen Nan's hair was a little messy. She had probably just woken up. In the moonlight, he could almost see a hint of water in her eyes.
It looks just like... a soft, cuddly little kitten.
"Hmm?" Wen Nan drawled out the last syllable.
Lu Yanqing withdrew his hand, as if Wen Nan were a hot potato.
He was somewhat embarrassed.
They caught them red-handed.
"I...didn't you say your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you..." Lu Yanqing coughed, his voice still as clear as a mountain spring.
But it wasn't a stream; it was more like a waterfall, very rapid.
"Is my husband feeling embarrassed?" Wen Nan responded, sitting up and looking at Lu Yanqing in front of her.
His ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. Under the moonlight, Wen Nan could almost see the unnatural redness on Lu Yanqing's face.
Lu Yanqing coughed and turned his head away.
Wen Nan reached out and grabbed Lu Yanqing's hand.
“As long as my husband is happy, let alone hands… if you want anything else, I can give it to you.” Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly.
As expected.
Lu Yanqing seemed to have touched a hot potato, and he withdrew his hand.
"You... I'm going to the restroom." Lu Yanqing got up and put on his coat; he could almost feel the warmth on his ears.
He opened the door and went into the yard.
He took a deep breath of the cold air outside, and the heat on his face gradually dissipated.
Wen Nan watched Lu Yanqing's figure gradually disappear into the distance, and she chuckled softly.
Lu Yanqing... This is so funny.
Wen Nan got dressed and went out to find Lu Yanqing, who was indeed standing in the courtyard.
"Come on, come with me to see my pond." Without waiting for a reply, the woman took Lu Yanqing's arm and led him to the back of the house.
Wennan Pond is right there.
Lu Yanqing took a look at it before it was completed; it was only finished today.
Wen Nan said she was tired, so Lu Yanqing cooked, read books, and studied. Lu Yanqing hadn't seen the pond after it was completed.
The temperature on his ears gradually calmed down, and he went with Wen Nan.
But... from a great distance, Wen Nan seemed to see several people standing by her pond.
Three people stood by the pond, using shovels to push the soil around it and fill the pond in.
Wen Nan was filled with questions.
Lu Yanqing frowned and strode over.
"What are you doing?" Wen Nan asked, his voice seemingly floating in the air, as if he were a ghost.
The three men paused slightly as they dug in the soil.
"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Of course we are... Ah!" One of them turned around, saw Wen Nan's face, and jumped three feet high in panic.
He suddenly fell into a pond that was more than a meter deep, and landed face-first in the dirt.
They hurriedly tried to escape, but couldn't get out of the pond, which was more than a meter deep.
The other two turned around, saw Wen Nan's face, and, equally panicked, lost their footing and fell into the pond.
Fortunately, there was no water inside, and the three of them fell onto the ground.
His body and face were covered in black, still-wet mud.
It got dirty instantly.
Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly. "So it's you guys?"
Wen Nan stood on the edge of the field, looking down at them. She raised an eyebrow and squatted down.
"Tell me honestly, what are you doing here?"
Lu Yanqing, standing to the side, looked at the three bandits. He remembered that a few months ago, these were the same three bandits who had robbed him.
But suddenly Wen Nan scared him away.
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