After the household registration was transferred out, the housekeeper also took the original household registration book back with him.
When Lin's mother saw that a page was missing, she felt an inexplicable emptiness in her heart.
However, she quickly regained her composure.
Now all I want is to have a grandson.
Chen Xu loved to have fun. For him, having a child was just a matter of shaking his head. He thought that one child might not guarantee a son, so if he had more, even a dozen or twenty, his family could afford to raise them.
Lin's mother is still looking for a suitable match for him.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xu had already started cultivating the land.
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...
"Wife, I love you."
Nan Yu was busy writing her thesis, scribbling away with her pen, and without even turning her head, she replied, "I love you too."
The two had been talking for half a year, and Wen Zhuo was starting to have second thoughts.
But Nan Yu is very busy this semester, extremely busy. If Wen Zhuo hadn't insisted on picking her up every day, Deng Xin would have been planning to live on campus to save herself the trouble of traveling back and forth.
Wen Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at his wife's back. She was so small and beautiful.
"Wife."
"Um?"
When will it end?
"You go to sleep first, it'll probably be a while before I finish. I'll go upstairs to sleep when I'm done, so I won't disturb you."
"No, I can't sleep without holding you."
"Okay, you go to sleep first, I'll go to sleep after I'm done."
Is one hour enough?
"uncertain."
"If I go out to work, will I be able to sleep at midnight?"
"almost."
Lately, it's been like this: whenever Nan Yu is busy, he goes out to mix drinks to pass the time. At first, he started mixing a fixed amount, then reduced it, and recently, out of boredom, he doubled it.
Time flies when your hands are moving.
In the blink of an eye, I can hold my wife.
Work is finished.
Wen Zhuo couldn't wait to leave and return to the room. Deng Xin was already asleep, lying on the inner couch. The man went to the bathroom to wash up casually, and when he came to the bedside, before he could even sit down, he had already pulled the boy into his arms.
Staring at those rosy little lips, I couldn't resist kissing them.
Nan Yu had just fallen asleep when she was woken up.
Wen Zhuo kissed him enough before letting him go.
The wick whimpered, pulled the blanket over itself, and snuggled into Wen Zhuo's arms, its voice languid as it said, "Sleep..."
Wen Zhuo reached his hand under the hem of her clothes to touch her warm, thin back. "My wife smells so good," he thought, and as he touched her, he became increasingly aroused. Nan Yu sensed something, instantly sobered up, and pushed the man away.
What are you doing?
"We've been talking for a long time, and our household registrations are even in the same place. All that's missing is the wedding. Honey, can we get married first?"
Nan Yu: "Aren't we talking about Plato?"
"Who agreed?"
He didn't agree.
He wanted to pounce on anyone he fancied. After sharing a bed for so long, he felt he had already been patient enough. A lifelong platonic relationship was worse than just exploding on the spot.
"Even if you don't agree, we've only been dating for six months and have known each other for a year. Can't we get to know each other better? Besides, I... I'm not ready yet."
After Wen Zhuo pulled this stunt, he didn't even want to sleep downstairs anymore.
I don't remember what the world was like before, but now, things have changed. I'm not ready, it hurts just thinking about it, I don't dare to try. Spiritual love is great, he likes the current state very much.
I don't know why.
It might be caused by rewinding the tape several times.
He was exceptionally averse to worldly desires.
There was no other way but to suffer through the bitterness of warm wine.
"I'll show you how to do it, and you can stop whenever you want, okay?"
Wen Zhuo still wanted to try. If he couldn't do it today, he would have to go to the bathroom to take a cold shower. In the twelfth lunar month, it would be freezing cold. Even with the heating on, it would still be cold.
"I have an early class tomorrow, and I've been really busy lately. If you really want to, I'll do it right away, I'll be quick."
As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Yu realized there was something wrong with her words and quickly added, "That's not what I meant. I can last a long time too. If you're in pain, I can finish quickly."
Wen Zhuo let out a low laugh from his chest.
Nan Yu felt that he was being underestimated. After all, it was a matter of male virility. Although he was abstinent, he couldn't let people say he was no good. Wen Zhuo's laughter infuriated Deng Xin.
"What are you laughing at? I can do it!"
"Okay, okay, let's go to sleep."
Turn the lamp wick upside down and cover yourself tightly with the blanket before going to sleep.
The man was burning with desire, and the bed soon became quite hot. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and struggled slightly: "Aren't you really going to take care of this?"
Wen Zhuo hummed with her eyes closed, "That's it, go to sleep."
Nan Yu: "It's poking me..."
Wen Zhuo shifted her body, but even with one quilt, she still bumped into the lamp wick. The man was also angry, angry that his second son was useless. He pulled over a pillow and stuffed it into the quilt to block it.
You really can't feel it that way.
But the heat from the other person's body completely dispelled Deng Xin's drowsiness.
I've been struggling with this for a long time.
Hesitantly, he said, "Well, let's do it just once. We can't go on for too long. I have class tomorrow, and I've been really busy lately."
Wen Zhuo cupped his small face in her hands, kissed the corner of his mouth, and pressed their faces together, restraining herself as she said, "It's okay, go to sleep. We'll talk about it after you're done with this busy period."
I should have known better than to wake him up.
Nan Yu: "You do it, I can't sleep if you don't."
Wen Zhuo: "No, I'll sleep on the top bunk."
As she was about to pull back the covers, Nan Yu stopped her, clearing her throat and coughing lightly, "Don't go, hurry up, it can be over in half an hour, right?"
Wen Zhuo doesn't know, maybe.
His wife kept inviting him, and he couldn't resist anymore.
I've studied it, but never actually used it. I couldn't stand it after just a couple of touches. It didn't do anything right, and the poor little wick was just ruined like that.
Half an hour after half an hour.
From midnight to dawn.
Wen Zhuobei didn't have enough T-shirts, and if he hadn't been brought back to his senses at the last moment, Xiao Dengxin would probably have gotten a fever.
I forced myself to go to class the next day.
Wen Zhuo wanted to ask for leave for him, but Deng Xin said he had to go. It was the last class, and he felt both sorry for him and regretful. In fact, he still had a lingering sense of satisfaction. It was his first time experiencing such pleasure, how could he not be tempted to indulge?
Nan Yu is in class, and Wen Zhuo will accompany him today.
I was afraid he would feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, he'll be on holiday next week, so his beautiful wife can also get some rest.
His striking good looks were so striking that when he entered the classroom, not only did his classmates not recognize him as a student, but even the teachers found him unfamiliar. If it were one of their students, they would definitely remember his face at first glance.
He is nearly 190cm tall, and there is no one taller than him in the whole class.
The professor adjusted his glasses, wondering which department he was from. He had never seen him audit classes before. It was almost the end of the semester, so was he perhaps substituting for someone?
So when answering the question, I ordered a warm drink.
Surprisingly, he answered correctly.
The professor asked him which department he was from, and Wen Zhuo replied, "I'm with my boyfriend..."
Nan Yu pinched the man's thigh under the table, looked up, and gestured with her eyes for him not to talk about it outside. Wen Zhuo was disappointed. Why couldn't their relationship be made public?
But he could only follow the wick of the lamp: "I'm sorry, Professor, my brother isn't feeling well today, so I came to class with him because I was worried about him."
After getting a general understanding, the professor didn't ask any more questions.
Continue with the lesson.
Nan Yu was restless and felt particularly uncomfortable afterwards. She finally made it to the end of get out of class and asked Wen Zhuo, "Do you want to lie down in the car for a while?"
Lampwick: "I still need to go see my advisor later, you should go back first."
Wen Zhuo: "I'll stay with you, I'm sorry."
Dengxin sighed and laughed, "It's okay, at least winter break starts next week."
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