The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Having said that, he gave her no time to react and continued his unfinished exploration.

Clutching the sheets tightly, her beautiful neck arched back, her breath coming in short gasps.

Wen Yu kept talking and making gestures, while his hands also stirred things up.

......

The kiss landed on her lower abdomen, and her soft chuckle was full of affirmation and praise.

"Baby is so amazing!"

"No wonder her name has 'Qingqing' in it."

Su Qingyao felt weak all over and her mind was hazy; she had no idea what to say.

He pressed his kiss against hers again, moving up her navel and lower abdomen, finally gently capturing her slightly parted lips.

How can someone be so gentle...

And yet, it's so addictive.

Everything went smoothly. Wenyu prepared the stir-fry and was about to put the spoon into the pot.

Su Qingyao's unfocused gaze finally focused, meeting Wen Yu's eyes, which were inches away.

It was churning with intense emotions she had never seen before.

There was a suppressed tension, a near-limit of endurance, and a desire to overcook the food.

The only constant is that it's so full it's almost overflowing.

Love that makes your heart flutter.

"Baby……"

His voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be ground out from his burning chest.

"May I?"

Su Qingyao's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to nod, but then she suddenly remembered something, and her cheeks burned even hotter. "No, not wearing it...?"

Wen Yu chuckled softly and nuzzled against her again.

"I've had my tubal ligation done, baby, don't worry."

"Wh-what?" She was stunned.

"I had the surgery the weekend I confirmed my relationship with the baby."

He kissed her surprised lips, his tone as calm as if he were saying something perfectly natural.

"I don't want my baby to have any concerns in this regard, not even the slightest bit."

He hates children.

Even he and her child couldn't like it.

The thought of the pain and risks that childbirth might bring her made him feel resistant from the bottom of his heart.

Since we don't want her to suffer any possible harm, we should eliminate it completely from the root.

Moreover, he only wanted to truly possess her completely.

I don't want to feel restricted.

Su Qingyao's heart pounded, and her words were somewhat incoherent, "But...but..."

"No buts."

He gently interrupted her, his gaze fixed intently into her eyes.

"I don't want children after we get married. My baby, you only need to enjoy happiness in this life, and you're not allowed to suffer at all."

"If you want to eat it, you can only eat..."

As he finished speaking, the spoon he was about to put down instantly drew Su Qingyao's attention back to her.

Overwhelmed by this profound love, she closed her eyes and nodded shyly.

......

Although it was difficult, the soul was finally fulfilled.

Both of them let out a satisfied sigh at the same time.

Wen Yu's eyes stung, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.

It wasn't pain, but a overwhelming joy and indescribable happiness that overwhelmed my heart.

He finally, completely possessed the person he held dear, the person etched into his very bones.

The impact of this sense of belonging and possession shook him more than any other feeling.

A few tears welled up in Su Qingyao's eyes, and Wen Yu leaned down and kissed her with utmost tenderness.

"Does it hurt, baby?"

Su Qingyao shook her head, not daring to look at him.

"Well... honey, I'll cook, okay?"

This blunt question left Su Qingyao speechless.

She turned her face to one side, her voice muffled and trembling slightly, "This...this kind of thing...don't ask..."

Wen Yu's chest trembled, and he let out a muffled laugh of extreme pleasure.

"Okay, I won't ask."

"My husband needs to prove it with his cooking skills."

……

"Baby is a glutton."

He kissed the tip of her ear and whispered a sigh.

Do you like it here?

His voice was like sand soaked in desire, excessively alluring.

"How about this?"

"Baby, say it out loud."

"Say you love your husband."

"Aren't you going to tell me? You bad girl."

Wen Yu began vigorously stirring and tossing the food in the wok.

"So, this is the flavor that the baby likes the most."

He chuckled softly, with a sense of triumph in his control.

"Honey, I understand."

"Baby, do you like your husband?"

"Make sure you see who's there."

This is no docile puppy; it's clearly an aggressive jackal, its eyes filled with aggression and aggression.

"Call me husband."

"Say 'husband,' it's me."

"Speak."

"Say you love your husband."

"Please."

Well, even the most ruthless wolf has to submit to his wife.

"Baby~"

"Wife~"

"My darling wife, please~"

I want to hear it.

……

"...My husband."

The faint call became the spark that ignited the final fuse.

She was completely swallowed up in the overwhelming storm.

Almost exhausted.

.......

Wen Yu carried Su Qingyao into the bathtub and carefully washed the vegetables and kitchen utensils under the warm water.

Su Qingyao's consciousness gradually returned, and she wanted to do it herself, but he gently stopped her.

"Baby," he said, lowering his head to kiss her shoulder.

"This is what a husband should do."

The water flowed gently, and he asked softly, "Baby... were you satisfied with your husband just now?"

Su Qingyao's ears burned, and she turned her head away, refusing to answer.

Wen Yu deliberately trembled his hand while washing vegetables, eliciting a soft hum from her.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he chuckled and said, "Looks like you're not satisfied... Shall we try again?"

"Very satisfied!"

She spoke quickly, her voice incredibly soft.

I am truly satisfied.

She had thought this kind of thing would make her nervous or even scared, but apart from the initial discomfort, all the feelings Wen Yu gave her far exceeded her expectations.

So that's how... people can like you.

Wen Yu affectionately kissed her wet cheek.

"How can you be so cute, honey? I want to practice my cooking skills again, what should I do?"

Su Qingyao blushed and lightly punched his chest in protest.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yu not only didn't dodge, but instead went to meet him.

"My wife, touch me a lot, it's all yours."

"I know you like it, you've wanted to touch it for a long time."

"This was specially trained for you."

"My husband has a better physique than any of the men you've seen online who are just casually dating."

His tone was tinged with smugness and possessive fervor: "From now on, only look at me, understand?"

"Touch me if you want, kiss me if you want."

He took her hand and guided it across her chest and abs.

"You can do anything... Don't be shy with your husband."

Su Qingyao parted her lips slightly, somewhat taken aback.

She only punched him lightly; how could this guy spout so much vulgarity?

She glared at him fiercely, buried her burning face in the crook of his neck, and refused to look up no matter what.

Wen Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at the reddened neck in his arms, feeling a mix of tenderness and itch in his heart.

What should I do if my wife is too shy?

I guess I'll just have to cook more stir-fries from now on.

Stir-fry every part she mentioned before, make it a spicy stir-fry!

He lingered on the memory with a hint of regret.

Today was the first time, and I didn't dare to ask for too much, so I only managed to have sex three times.

My wife is absolutely amazing; she's got every inch of what I love. She's so captivating.

Just washing her, lingering on her delicate skin, and listening to her soft, kitten-like humming, makes my body tense up again.

"Tsk."

He looked down at himself, feeling both helpless and sweet.

The kitchenware suffered a lot following him.

No.

He suddenly became serious and gently pinched the back of Su Qingyao's neck.

"Baby, when we get back, your husband will take you to the gym."

Su Qingyao looked up blankly, "...Huh?"