Monster Hunter, start with a wife!

Ruan Qinghe smiled sweetly: "Yes, have you forgotten? My Superman~"

Cheng Zhuo paused, his thoughts drifting into memories.

Three years ago, he did seem to have rescued a bullied girl in the alley near the school gate.

"That mud-covered girl is you?" Cheng Zhuo exclaimed in surprise.

"Ugh, you're the one who's a mud girl."

Ruan Qinghe punched Cheng Zhuo in the chest, refusing to let it go.

Cheng Zhuo shook his head and sighed softly: "You were covered in mud and dirty water back then, I really didn't recognize you. I never expected that I would save such a beautiful woman."

He paused, then teased:

"Really, why didn't you contact me afterwards? Didn't you know you should repay my kindness by marrying me?"

Ruan Qinghe lowered her head slightly and sighed:

"I wish I could, but I was too insecure back then, and you were too dazzling..."

"Me, dazzling?" Cheng Zhuo asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes," Ruan Qinghe recalled.

"Although you also come from a poor family, you seem much more mature and confident than your peers. You can get along well with both delinquents and rich kids. You're also one of the best fighters in the whole school. You're tall, handsome, and have excellent grades. I don't know how many girls secretly admire you. How dare I get close to you..."

Cheng Zhuo feigned smugness: "Wow... I'm that outstanding."

"Thank you, Cheng Zhuo."

Ruan Qinghe spoke sincerely.

Cheng Zhuo smiled and tapped the girl's delicate nose:

"I just yelled, it was nothing, don't mention it."

"No." Ruan Qinghe shook her head slightly.

"For you, it was just a small favor, but for me, you were like a ray of light that shone into my dark youth. If it weren't for your vibrant and positive energy inspiring me, my life might have ended three years ago."

"Poor thing..." Cheng Zhuo felt a pang of heartache. "I won't let anyone bully you from now on."

"Brother Zhuo..."

"Um?"

Cheng Zhuo had just responded when he suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips, which vanished in an instant.

He suddenly looked down.

Look at the girl with a face like a peach blossom and eyes like water.

He then realized that Ruan Qinghe had stolen a kiss from him.

She shifted her body, snuggled closer to Cheng Zhuo, sat on his lap, and pulled her two round, white legs up onto the bed, bending them slightly.

This movement caused the already short nightgown to fall down to her buttocks in an instant.

A hint of spring is about to emerge.

"Gulp..."

Cheng Zhuo subconsciously swallowed, revealing a highly aggressive gaze.

Ruan Qinghe lowered her head repeatedly in embarrassment, and the fair skin on her neck and chest, as white as snow, was flushed with an intoxicating blush.

Even so, she finally raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on Cheng Zhuo as she looked back at him.

"My Superman, now that I'm offering myself to you, is it too late to repay your kindness...?"

"hiss--"

He was actually teased by a little girl.

Cheng Zhuo could no longer restrain himself. He suddenly pulled the girl in his arms closer and leaned down to kiss her.

Their lips touched, gently sucking and caressing each other.

The sweet fragrance between those cherry lips made Cheng Zhuo unable to resist. He explored with the tip of his tongue and found a mischievous yet timid little cutie, inviting her to dance together.

She was initially a little shy, but she was quickly captivated by the magical creature and fell into a dreamlike state of whimpering.

Cheng Zhuo had completely lost his senses.

With a strong desire to conquer and possess, he wanted to devour the little white rabbit in his arms.

In the midst of their deep, lingering kiss, Cheng Zhuo reached out and gently stroked Ruan Qinghe's smooth neck, silently slipping it past the loose collar and caressing it wantonly...

Ruan Qinghe's body suddenly tensed up.

She felt as if Cheng Zhuo's large hands possessed magic, spreading like wildfire wherever they touched, making her body feel burning hot.

Not long after.

The tense body quickly relaxed, and the whole body became weak and powerless.

Cheng Zhuo finally stopped when Ruan Qinghe felt like she was about to suffocate, panting heavily with restlessness in his eyes.

He suddenly pulled Ruan Qinghe from his arms and pushed her down.

"Brother Zhuo..."

Ruan Qinghe's soft exclamation carried a hint of shyness and panic.

The two were pressed tightly together, and she instantly sensed Cheng Zhuo's change. Embarrassed, she covered her face with her hands, not daring to look at him.

Cheng Zhuo leaned down, her voice warm and husky, coaxing, "Call me husband."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qinghe blushed and gently bit her red lips, softly calling out:

"husband……"