Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

She was startled and quickly pulled down her trousers. Then, as if caught red-handed, she hurriedly sat up straight. "I...I...I was just...I was just doing my bedtime exercises."

perfect.

Luluzhi, you're so clever! How could you come up with such a perfect excuse?

Ying Yuchuan stared at her and said something in a calm tone that made her want to roll her eyes.

Are you sure you don't have any hidden health conditions?

Have!

Lu Luozhi wore a smile on her face, but in reality, she was gritting her teeth.

She has a neurotic disorder characterized by intermittent, undirected seizures, okay?

Don't forget to take your medicine.

Ha ha.

Don't let his serious and unapproachable appearance fool you, he's actually quite good at telling corny jokes, hehehe.

As Lu Luozhi watched him turn and walk toward the desk, she felt an urge to bite him to death.

dog man!

"You go to sleep first, I'll go take care of some business."

He put on a thick, warm bathrobe, picked up his phone and briefcase from the table, and walked towards the door.

"Eh..."

Lu Luozhi quickly called out to him, "It's already eleven o'clock, and you still have to deal with official business?"

Ying Yuchuan, standing at the door, turned his handsome yet somewhat serious and superior face. "Is there a problem?"

The view from the bedroom window is beautiful, and he always likes to work by the bedroom window for a while. However, because she is there, he doesn't want to keep the lights on, so he works in the study instead.

Isn't he considerate enough?

Lu Luozhi asked him, bewildered, "Aren't you coming?"

That should make the meaning clear enough, right?

Handling official business?

Did she hear that right? He said he had official business to attend to, at this very moment!

The only response she received was the sound of the door closing, and the words:

"In no mood."

"..."

OK OK.

Deer Bamboo Branch suddenly felt sullen.

She's not attractive enough, okay?

Go to sleep, go to sleep. It's all her fault for overthinking.

They didn't even have that kind of thought.

That's true. He's barely met a woman, a woman he has absolutely no feelings for, and it's already quite an achievement that he's gotten her to sleep in his bed. What else could he possibly want?

Lu Luozhi despises herself.

Lying down on the bed, she lazily propped her head up with one hand, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the desk.

He put that book in his drawer.

She couldn't help but wonder if he was waiting for the girl on the bookmark.

……

Ying Yuchuan didn't enter the room until after midnight.

The lights in the room weren't all off; a small lamp was left on.

This surprised him somewhat.

In the dim light, he saw the bulge on the bed.

Fell asleep.

He didn't need to think too much to realize that if she weren't asleep, she wouldn't be so quiet; she would have made some noise.

He approached the bedside and looked down at her carefully.

She was wrapped in a blanket, sleeping soundly, a few stray strands of hair clinging to her pink cheeks. She was dreaming about something, a slight smile playing on her lips, her shallow dimples making her look as sweet as a ripe red apple.

She is completely different when she is asleep and when she is awake.

Ying Yuchuan never imagined that he would marry a wife with such a different personality from his own.

If someone had told him this before, he definitely wouldn't have believed it.

She loves to laugh and joke, and sometimes she's a little timid, but she's full of energy, like a bright little sun.

He wondered what kind of storm she would stir up in his otherwise stagnant and dull life.

The series of events that happened today was enough to open his eyes.

She actually set up a stall to sell grilled sausages.

If his friends ask what his wife does, is he expected to answer in a rigid, formulaic way, "She sells grilled sausages"?

At that point, I don't know whether he or they will be the ones laughing.

He lifted a corner of the blanket and gently lay down on the left side of the bed, where he was used to sleeping.

Use the remote control to turn off the small light as well.

The room was plunged into darkness.

The wall lamps outside let in some light through the window glass and curtains.

Just a few minutes after Fang fell asleep, Ying Yuchuan noticed that she had rolled over to his side.

She used him like a big pillow, hugging him tightly with all four limbs.

He tried to pull her away gently, but she only held on tighter.

There was no sign of him waking up at all.

After several attempts, he gave up and finally gave up trying to pull her away.

He let her hold him, with one arm, one leg, and half her body hanging on him.

In the darkness, only a soft sigh could be heard from him.

I don't know if marrying a wife with this kind of personality is a good thing or a bad thing.

The temperature at night was only eight degrees Celsius.

Lu Luozhi felt so warm.

This big fireplace feels so comfortable to hug...