She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 200 (Extra): Chen Zhiyue
"Leng Yunfeng".

The man reached out and ruffled her hair.
"It's snowing, let's go back."

Chen Zhiyue choked on the words she wanted to say.

Upstairs, Chen Zhiyue went to take a shower first.

Leng Yunfeng went to the study to talk to his father.

Leng Yunfeng returned after she had finished showering.

Leng Yunfeng brought over a towel.
"Why haven't you dried your hair yet?"

"Not yet."

Leng Yunfeng gently dried her hair, inhaling the woman's fragrance, his Adam's apple bobbing unconsciously.

"Um... well, I'm going to take a shower."

"Mmm." Chen Zhiyue looked at the man's slightly red ears and smiled faintly.

Leng Yunfeng finished washing quickly and came out in his pajamas, his hair slightly damp.

The man seemed to be doing it on purpose, unlike his more conservative demeanor during the day.

A few buttons were casually fastened, and you could vaguely see the firm pectoral muscles underneath.

The man approached the bedside, took something from the drawer, and handed it to her.

Chen Zhiyue looked down and saw a bankbook.

"This is?"

Leng Yunfeng sat on the edge of the bed.
"I will leave all my possessions to you from now on."

"No need." Chen Zhiyue returned the passbook.

"I have a salary, and it's no less than yours!"

"Keep these safe. I can support you."

Chen Zhiyue opened the passbook and her eyes lit up.
"How come you are so rich?"

Aren't you afraid I'll run off with all this money?

"Can you do it?"

The man lifted the covers, squeezed next to the woman, and turned off the light.

In the darkness, there were gasps and soft moans.

Leng Yunfeng bent down and saw his wife biting her lip tightly.

He placed his fingertips on it and gently pried it open.

"Does it still hurt?"

"pain……"

"Then I'll be gentle."

That scoundrel, didn't he say he wasn't coming?

"Don't bite yourself, bite me if you want to. If you really can't, just scream. The soundproofing in this house is very good."

Chen Zhiyue really wanted to bite it, but the next second, she couldn't help but let out a groan.

……

The sky is dimly bright.

Chen Zhiyue's biological clock has always been very punctual.

Although she really wanted to stay in bed, it was somewhat inappropriate for her to live with her elders and be a new bride.

After thinking about it, I decided to get up.

Before she could make a move, the next second, she was pulled back around the waist.

Leng Yunfeng nuzzled her neck with the tip of his nose and murmured softly, "It's Saturday today, and you don't have to work. Sleep a little longer."

"it's not good."

Chen Zhiyue felt itchy, so she shrank her neck and moved a little to the side.

The person behind him immediately pressed close.

"It's okay, Mom and Dad won't worry. Sleep soundly. Your younger siblings also sleep until they naturally wake up."

Liu Jingyi is a late sleeper, and her mother never wakes her up.

Thinking of this, Leng Yunfeng had other ideas.

It wasn't that he had any ulterior motives; it was mainly that he couldn't control his body's instinctive reactions.

Chen Zhiyue wasn't stupid; she could clearly sense the unusual situation behind her.

While she was still in shock, she suddenly pried his arm off and sprang to her feet.

But before she could even straighten half of her body, she was pushed back down onto the pillow.

Leng Yunfeng gave her no further chance, turning over and pulling her into his arms.

"No, I don't want it anymore..." The person in his arms looked pitiful, her hands braced against his chest. "But I want it."

Leng Yunfeng's eyes were dark and filled with intense desire, like ink that could not be dissolved.

I've never tried this before.

But once a certain switch in the body is turned on, it becomes uncontrollable...

Leng Yunfeng's fingers gently caressed her waist, his voice hoarse from the early morning: "Are you alright?"

A blush rose to Chen Zhiyue's face, and she gently nudged him, saying, "What do you think?"

The two dawdled for a while before getting up.

Chen Zhiyue stood in front of the wardrobe, hesitating about what to wear. Leng Yunfeng wrapped his arms around her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Wear that light yellow sweater, it suits your skin tone."

It was almost eleven o'clock when I went downstairs.

Ms. Qin Yan was with Leng Lingwan when she saw them. A kind smile appeared on her face: "You're up? There's breakfast warming up in the kitchen. Go and have some."

Chen Zhiyue said somewhat embarrassedly, "Mom, I'm sorry, we overslept."

"It's nothing," Ms. Qin waved her hand. "Weekends are for resting. Jingyi hasn't gotten up yet either."

Chen Zhiyue thanked them, sat down at the table, and picked up a steamed bun to eat.

She was really hungry!
Seeing her sit down, Leng Yunfeng pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.

Chen Zhiyue glanced at him.

He wasn't dressed as formally today since he didn't have to go to work.

Dressed in a black casual outfit, she looked relaxed and carefree, yet her attire made her appear more energetic than usual.

Looking further at her face, she has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a well-defined face; she is quite good-looking.

No wonder she fell for it; it seems I'm still someone who judges by looks.

Leng Yunfeng felt a little uncomfortable when Chen Zhiyue glanced at him a few more times.

"What? There's something on my face."

"No." Chen Zhiyue shook her head while biting into her steamed bun.

Leng Yunfeng's gaze involuntarily fell on her mouth.

It looks red, soft, and slightly swollen there...

He couldn't help but start daydreaming again!
Realizing that what he was doing seemed a bit perverted, he quickly looked away.

"I'm off work today, I'll take you shopping."

"I finally get a break, I just want to stay home, I'm so tired."

"Okay, then I'll accompany you."

"Uh-huh."

After finishing breakfast, Chen Zhiyue went back to her room upstairs.

The Leng family has a housekeeper, so she doesn't need to wash the dishes.

When Chen Zhiyue returned to her room, she found that the bed had been made clean and tidy.

She had just sat down on the sofa when Leng Yunfeng followed her in, carrying a cup of hot milk.

"Drink some milk to replenish your energy."

He handed her the cup, his eyes revealing a subtle tenderness.

Chen Zhiyue took the cup and sipped it slowly.

The warm liquid slid into my stomach, bringing a comfortable warmth.

She looked up at Leng Yunfeng and found him staring at her. Her face flushed. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Leng Yunfeng said bluntly, sitting down next to her. "Are you pretty?"

This question almost made Chen Zhiyue choke on her milk.

She glared at him, but saw that his eyes were clear, and he seemed to genuinely only care about her sleep quality.

"When did this cold diplomat become so sweet-talking?"

"It doesn't feel like you anymore."

Leng Yunfeng ruffled her hair. "What do you think of me?"

Chen Zhiyue thought for a moment,

"Veteran cadre!"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yunfeng raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"A veteran cadre?"

He repeated it, his voice rising slightly at the end, carrying a hint of danger.

Chen Zhiyue was unaware of the approaching "danger." Holding her milk cup, she nodded seriously and even counted on her fingers: "That's right, look at you. You have a regular lifestyle, you don't smile much, you like to read and drink tea, and you're always impeccably dressed, either in a suit or a shirt. What else could you be but an old cadre?"