After transmigrating into the body of cannon fodder's husband, my wife is constantly being sedu

Meanwhile, in Ji Huaizhou's apartment.

The afternoon sun streamed through the French windows, warming the wool carpet in the living room.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding the newly bought macro lens in her hand, carefully screwing it onto her camera body.

With a crisp "click," the lens was installed. He opened the lens cap, adjusted the aperture and focus, and took a test shot of a succulent plant on the coffee table.

The shutter clicked crisply. Shen Yi looked down at the camera's electronic screen. The lens's resolution was indeed impressive; even the tiny hairs and water droplets on the succulent leaves were captured clearly, and the background blur was as soft as cream.

Something worth 50,000 yuan truly lives up to the saying "you get what you pay for."

Ji Huaizhou came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of sliced ​​chilled watermelon. He placed the fruit plate on the coffee table and naturally squeezed next to Shen Yi, sitting down with a thud.

"Honey, is this shot clear?" Ji Huaizhou leaned his head closer to the camera screen.

Shen Yi moved aside, creating some distance between them, and replied coldly, "I understand perfectly."

"That's good, the money wasn't wasted." Ji Huaizhou wasn't annoyed. He picked up a toothpick, carefully chose the sweetest, seedless slice of watermelon from the center, and held it to Shen Yi's lips. "You must be tired after taking pictures for so long. Have a bite of watermelon to sweeten your mouth. I specially picked the sandy part."

The sweet aroma of watermelon wafted straight into my nose.

Shen Yi looked at the red-fleshed watermelon that was shoved into her mouth, and then glanced at Ji Huaizhou's big face that seemed to say "please praise me".

He wanted to refuse, but the 50,000 yuan lens in his hand was really heavy, and he understood the principle of being obligated to help someone.

He slightly opened his mouth and took a bite of watermelon from Ji Huaizhou's hand.

"Is it sweet?" Ji Huaizhou's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice rose eight octaves.

"It's alright." Shen Yi chewed perfunctorily, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and continued to study the camera parameters.

Seeing that Shen Yi was in a good mood, Ji Huaizhou's mind immediately started working.

He tossed the toothpick aside, straightened his back, and patted his chest: "Honey, what's the point of you always taking pictures of that pot of grass? Isn't a macro lens for taking close-ups? Take a picture of me! I'll be your free model!"

Shen Yi lifted her eyelids from behind the viewfinder and glanced at him: "Why are you taking pictures?"

"Show off your muscles!" Ji Huaizhou said confidently, quickly rolling up the sleeves of his loose T-shirt to his shoulders, revealing a strong and muscular arm.

Since differentiating into an alpha, he has been training his body every day. His muscles have become defined, his skin is a healthy yellowish-brown, and there are a few blue veins on his forearms.

He tensed his arms, striking a classic pose like a bodybuilder showing off his biceps, and raised an eyebrow at Shen Yi: "How about it? The lines, the texture, you can take any picture you want, it'll definitely turn out great. If you want to see abs, I can take my clothes off right now."

As he spoke, he actually reached for the hem of his T-shirt with his other hand, making a gesture as if to lift it up.

"Are you sick?" Shen Yi was startled by his sudden action and quickly raised the camera in her hand to shield her face, her voice tinged with exasperation, "Put your clothes down! Who wants to take pictures of your stomach!"

"Those are abs! Six-pack!" Ji Huaizhou regretfully let go, but his arm was still stubbornly raised. "How about I take a picture of his arm? Come on, feel free to press the shutter."

Shen Yi stared at the thick arm that filled the entire frame in the camera lens, completely at a loss for what expression to make.

What kind of garbage is in this person's brain?

But he really didn't want to argue with this idiot today.

Shen Yi, with a cold face, casually pressed the shutter.

"Click."

"You've taken the picture, you can get out of here now." Shen Yi put down the camera.

Ji Huaizhou immediately changed his posture and moved closer like a large dog, almost pressing half of his body against Shen Yi's shoulder: "Let me see, let me see how handsome the photo is."

The two were very close.

The scent of moss emanating from Ji Huaizhou, mixed with the heat unique to young men, wafted directly onto Shen Yi's cheek.

Shen Yi could even feel the slight vibration in Ji Huaizhou's chest when he spoke.

Shen Yi frowned slightly. Although he was not as uncomfortable as he was yesterday, he was still in heat... The scent of the alpha's pheromones made his own pheromones somewhat out of control.

He resisted the urge to push the person away and opened the camera's photo album to play back the images.

A high-resolution photo appeared on the screen.

In the photo, the few hairs on the back of Ji Huaizhou's hand are magnified clearly, and even the skin texture and a tiny mole are clearly visible, but there is no tough muscle definition that Ji Huaizhou wanted.

"What is this?" Ji Huaizhou was dumbfounded, pointing at the screen. "How come it's just this small piece? Where are my biceps? Where is my tough guy image?"

Seeing Ji Huaizhou's discomfiture, Shen Yi's lips involuntarily curled upwards, and she let out a very soft snort: "This is a macro lens, not a wide-angle lens. The purpose of this lens is to magnify details. If you get any closer, I can see exactly how much dust is hidden in your pores."

Upon hearing this sarcastic remark, Ji Huaizhou was not angry at all; instead, he stared at Shen Yi's profile in a daze.

Shen Yi actually laughed just now.

Although it was only a very subtle twitch of the corners of his mouth, a lively smile finally appeared on his usually cold face.

In that instant, Shen Yi was so beautiful that Ji Huaizhou forgot to breathe.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes became eager.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yi noticed the gaze beside her, turned her head, and met Ji Huaizhou's straightforward and fiery eyes.

"Look at you." Ji Huaizhou grew bolder, not only not dodging, but moving even closer to Shen Yi, his voice lowered, carrying a hint of reckless flirting, "Wife, you look so beautiful when you smile, can you smile more often?"

Shen Yi's expression instantly vanished completely.

He suddenly reached out and shoved Ji Huaizhou in the chest.

"Get out of the way, don't block the light." Shen Yi coldly reprimanded, stood up with her camera in her arms, and walked into the bedroom without looking back, closing the door behind her.

Ji Huaizhou was pushed backward and fell onto the carpet. Instead of feeling defeated, he laughed like a thief who had successfully stolen a kiss.

The force with which she pushed him was so small that it didn't hurt at all; it was clearly a flirtation.

He happily picked up the remaining half plate of watermelon, took a spoon, and began to eat it in large mouthfuls.

……

It's 11 p.m.

Only a dim floor lamp was lit in the living room; Shen Yi had already gone back to her bedroom to sleep.

His heat usually lasts for three days, but these past two days, thanks to pheromone patches and the three meals prepared by Ji Huaizhou every day, he has managed to get through it smoothly without experiencing that unbearable feeling of losing control again.

Ji Huaizhou quietly made the bed on the sofa.

Shen Yi confiscated his old blanket, which was covered in the smell of moss, so he had to find a new thin summer quilt in the closet.

Ji Huaizhou unfolded the quilt and spread it flat on the sofa, then lay down on it in a starfish position and let out a comfortable sigh.

Although sleeping on the sofa is not as comfortable as sleeping in a bed, he feels at ease as long as he can stand guard at his wife's door.

Ji Huaizhou yawned, just about to put his phone on silent and go to sleep.

The screen suddenly lit up, and several new messages popped up on WeChat.

He squinted and clicked to open it; it was sent by intern Li Sisi.

The first one is a completely black photo; you can't see anything clearly.

A second message popped up immediately afterward: "Brother Ji, are you asleep?"

Article 3: "The power suddenly went out at my place. It's pitch black outside, and it's raining. I also heard some noises outside. I live alone, and I'm really scared..."

Article 4: "Could you talk to me for a bit?"

Ji Huaizhou stared at the few lines of text on the screen, his brows furrowing into a deep knot.

His thought process didn't even cross the line to "green tea bitch playing the victim" or "pitiful charm"; his mind was filled with the confusion and speechlessness of a straight man.

Are you scared because of a power outage? If you're scared, why are you looking for me, a married man, instead of the property management?

I'm not a generator; do you think chatting with you will turn on your lights?

This girl usually seems quite clever, so why does she become so clueless at night?

Ji Huaizhou sighed. Considering that she had just gone through a rumor-mongering incident during the day, he patiently tapped the screen a few times and sent her a message.

"Have you paid your electricity bill? If not, pay it on your phone now. If you have, check if your circuit breaker has tripped. Just use your phone's flashlight to push it back up. If all else fails, contact the property management. Why are you contacting me?"

After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence.

"The noise outside is just the wind, don't overthink it. If you're scared, just get under the covers, close your eyes, and go to sleep. You won't be scared when you're asleep. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep now."

After sending this dry, straightforward guide for straight men, Ji Huaizhou immediately switched out of the chat, tossed his phone onto the coffee table, and rolled over.

He closed his eyes, his mind filled with the image of Shen Yi's slightly rosy lips as she bit into the watermelon during the day, and that soft, cold laugh.

My wife is so cute.

I need to go to the market tomorrow to buy some fresh pork ribs so I can make a soup for my wife to nourish her.

With this thought in mind, Ji Huaizhou pulled the blanket over his stomach, and within two minutes, even and deep breathing could be heard in the living room.