He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

At 11:30 p.m., Hou Qinqin finally fell fast asleep on the large bed in the living room.

Lee Hyori tiptoed out of bed, carefully got out of bed, and stepped barefoot onto the smooth floor.

She glanced back at Hou Qinqin, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in a blanket, and only after confirming that the troublesome girl was completely fast asleep did she tiptoe towards the bedroom.

Yang Jiulang was leaning against the headboard, anxiously waiting while reading a novel. When he saw Lee Hyori's tall figure appear at the door, he quickly put down his phone, sat up, and opened his arms.

Lee Hyori slipped inside, gently locked the door behind her, and nestled into Yang Gulang's arms, her face flushed. She said apologetically, "Honey, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. That girl is so hard to please."

Yang Jiulang kissed her forehead and said with a mischievous smile, "Put some sleeping pills in her food tomorrow."

Lee Hyori chuckled.

Today she was wearing that oversized Lakers basketball jersey, the collar and shoulders slipping loosely down, revealing her delicate collarbone and a small patch of healthy, tanned skin. Her long, slender legs extended from beneath the wide hem, their muscles smooth and toned.

Yang Jiulang leaned over and took a deep drag, finding it much more satisfying than smoking.

Lee Hyori hummed in agreement and nuzzled him, "Honey, were you getting impatient?"

She tilted her head back, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling in the darkness like two black gems soaked in water.

"I'm frantic."

"I was outside just now, and I was in a real hurry," Lee Hyori said, blushing as she turned her head away.

"That's right." Yang Jiulang's hand unconsciously slipped under the hem of her team uniform, his fingertips touching her strong waist.

Lee Hyori wrapped her long arm around Yang Gulang's neck and said in a muffled voice, "Honey, give me a kiss."

The two kissed, closed their eyes, and became lost in the moment...

When they regained consciousness, they discovered that neither of them had any clothes on, and Yang Jiulang was pinned down by Lee Hyori.

Lee Hyori was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, honey. Maybe it's because I practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), I just came up without thinking."

Lee Hyori nestled against Yang Gulang's chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, a satisfied smile playing on her lips: "Honey, I feel so happy."

Yang Jiulang kissed her forehead, hugged her, and traced circles on her smooth back with his fingers.

After resting for a while, Lee Hyori suddenly spoke, her voice tinged with unease: "Honey, I'm going to the construction site with you tomorrow. I don't know how to do anything. Will people... want me?"

Yang Jiulang nodded affirmatively: "Hyori, don't worry at all. You're very smart. Even if you've never done something before, as long as you sit here and I give you a little guidance, you'll learn it quickly and do it very well."

"Mmm~" Lee Hyori nodded blankly, "Thank you, husband."

"Go to sleep, we'll get up early tomorrow," Yang Jiulang said, rubbing the other person's hands.

Lee Hyori obediently hummed in agreement.

Neither of them spoke again, and they simply held each other quietly. The moonlight outside the window gradually moved, creeping from the floor to the edge of the bed, and then to their intertwined legs.

Yang Jiulang looked down at the person in his arms. Lee Hyori was already asleep, her breathing even and deep, with a faint smile on her lips. Asleep, she shed the tough shell of the daytime world, revealing her soft core, as defenseless as a child.

He gently pulled the blanket up to cover her bare shoulders, then closed his eyes as well.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Yang Jiulang was awakened by a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes and found that Lee Hyori was already awake, quietly slipping out of his arms, trying to get up without waking him.

"What time is it?" Yang Jiulang asked groggily.

"It's still early, only 6:30." Lee Hyori lowered her voice. "You can sleep a little longer, I'm going to take a shower first."

"Hmm~" Yang Jiulang nodded and fell asleep again.

Yang Jiulang was awakened by warm lips.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Lee Hyori sitting gently by the bedside.

"Honey, wake up!"

Yang Jiulang smiled and sat up.

The two tiptoed into the bedroom. On the large bed in the living room, Hou Qinqin lay sprawled out, the blankets kicked to the floor, revealing one of her pale thighs. This girl always slept like this, like she was in a battle.

Lee Hyori went over, bent down and covered her with the blanket. Hou Qinqin turned over, mumbled something, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Yang Jiulang quickly finished washing up and changing his clothes. He then went out with Lee Hyori.

The moment the door closed, Hou Qinqin turned over on the large bed in the living room, groggily opened her eyes, glanced at the closed door, then at the empty bed next to her, muttered, "Where did they run off to again?", then turned over and went back to sleep.

Lee Hyori was wearing the business suit Yang Gu-rang had bought for her last time: black straight-leg pants, a white shirt, and a well-fitting denim jacket. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth neck and delicate chin. Her red hair shone like a burning flame in the morning light, perfectly complementing her angular face, making her both cool and beautiful.

"Does it look good?" In the elevator, Lee Hyori noticed Yang Gulang looking at her and tugged at her clothes a little shyly.

"It looks good." Yang Jiulang leaned closer and tried to touch it.

Lee Hyori was startled: "Big brother, no, this is outside."

Yang Jiulang chuckled and let her go.