A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

WDF!

Is she trying to murder her husband?

Looking at the white expanse before him, Lu Yang held his breath, feeling like he was about to suffocate.

He wanted to move back.

But it can't be moved.

Li Xixue placed her hands on the back of his head, her fingers tightly clasped together.

The key point is that he's quite strong.

This woman looks slender, but how come her hands are as strong as pliers?

Just when he was about to run out of oxygen, Li Xixue finally moved.

She gently turned over.

His hand naturally loosened its grip.

call……

After regaining his freedom, Lu Yang suddenly turned around, tilted his head back, and took a deep breath.

Fortunately, the dog's life was saved.

Lu Yang lay there for a while before he caught his breath.

If this were written into a death report, how should the cause of death be filled in?

asphyxia?

Or was he suffocated by the murderer's weapon?

Thinking of this, Lu Yang looked down at Li Xixue beside him.

She was curled up on her side, her long hair spread out on the pillow, her milky white silk camisole was askew, one strap had slipped down to her arm, her back was to Lu Yang, her breathing was even, and she was sleeping as if nothing had happened.

Good heavens, they almost suffocated someone, and the killer was still soundly asleep.

To be honest, this woman's breasts are indeed a bit exaggerated, coupled with her unrestrained sleeping posture.

I never imagined that sleeping with her would be so dangerous!

Lu Yang glanced at the time on the bedside table.

No, if he lies down any longer, he's afraid he won't be able to get out.

It's not that they can't get out physically, it's that they can't get out.

He was getting ready to get out of bed.

The next moment, Li Xixue moved.

She rolled over, her eyelashes fluttered twice, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

My vision was still a bit blurry, and I had to focus for several seconds.

Then she saw Lu Yang.

Li Xixue sat on the edge of the bed, her hair messy, and her milky white tank top was askew to one side.

The two locked eyes.

"morning."

Lu Yang spoke first.

She glanced at Lu Yang, still half-asleep.

"...What are you doing in my room?"

Lu Yang: "?"

Good heavens, is this killer faking amnesia?

Li Xixue blinked, her brain still seemingly in a state of flux. She first looked at herself, then at Lu Yang, and then at the distance between them.

Then, the strap on her shoulder slipped down a little more.

The whole scene looks ambiguous no matter how you look at it.

Li Xixue's brain has finally started up.

She remembered.

Last night... she told Lu Yang to come back and plug in the charger, but he just stayed and wouldn't leave.

Later, after she finished revising the manuscript, she turned off the lights.

but!

She definitely didn't do anything strange on her own initiative!

She only remembered having a dream last night.

A very strange dream.

She dreamt that a pillow suddenly fell from the sky, a pillow she really liked, and then... then she hugged the pillow tightly and buried her face in her chest.

Think about it now.

This cushion is warm, cozy, and it seems to breathe...

Thinking about this...

Li Xixue bit her lip and pulled the blanket over herself.

Her ears turned red to the roots, and she finally buried her face in the blanket.

A muffled voice came from behind: "...Get out."

Lu Yang obediently got up.

As he reached the door, he glanced back.

Li Xixue huddled under the covers, only the top of her head showing, looking like a frightened cat, wishing she could bury herself in the pillow.

Lu Yang smiled and closed the door.

This woman is quite cute.

Lu Yang went to the bathroom to wash up quickly, and then made breakfast.

I opened the refrigerator and looked around. There were only two eggs left, and a little bit of bacon.

Okay, let's make a simple one.

Lu Yang washed his hands and took out a frying pan from the cabinet.

The stove still bore the marks of Li Xixue's battle from the previous night.

Heat oil in a wok.

With a sizzling sound, the aroma of meat filled the air.

He fried an egg, heated up some toast, and sandwiched the bacon and fried egg inside.

It was already eight o'clock, and a hot breakfast was laid out on the table.

Lu Yang checked the time. If they were leaving at nine o'clock, they should start preparing.

But there was no response from Li Xixue.

Didn't we agree to be on time?

She herself has actually started to procrastinate?

Lu Yang walked to the master bedroom door, knocked twice, and found that the door was unlocked, so he simply pushed the door open and went in.

At this moment, Li Xixue was standing next to the dressing room, with a row of clothes hanging in front of her.

She was still wearing the same off-white tank top from last night, her hair half-tied up and then down, clutching a dark gray inner layer in her hand, her expression full of entanglement.

She pulled out at least thirty or forty pieces of clothing from the walk-in closet.

The scene resembled a disaster after a shopping mall sale.

"Why are you still chained here?" Lu Yang asked.

Li Xixue didn't even turn her head, replying coldly, "Pick out clothes."

"Have you been choosing for over an hour?"

"Mind your own business."

Lu Yang leaned against the door frame and glanced at the pile of clothes.

It turns out that the common problem among women all over the world before going out is that they dawdle too much.

"You're just going back to school, anything will do, right?"

Li Xixue turned her head and glared at him, then picked up a light blue shirt dress, compared it to her own, put it down, changed into a beige suit jacket, draped it over her shoulders, looked at herself in the mirror for two seconds, shook her head, and threw it back.

Lu Yang watched her fussing around and suddenly became interested.

"How about I give you some advice?"

Li Xixue paused, tilting her head to look at him: "What do you know?"

"I may not understand women's fashion, but I do understand men's aesthetics!"

Lu Yang walked to the bedside, first picking up a black bodycon skirt, short in length, with a small slit on the side, and then a black deep V-neck knit top.

"It suits you perfectly, a mature and sophisticated style."

Li Xixue looked at the dress.

Then her gaze fell on the V-neck.

"I can't wear it."

Why?

Li Xixue turned her head away, but her eyes already gave the answer.

Lu Yang glanced at her, then looked at the size of the neckline, and then suddenly realized.

Yes, indeed, with her ample bosom, this neckline might cause an accident.

"What about this one?"

He pulled out another item.

A white, semi-sheer blouse with lace trim, featuring a shallow V-neck and mesh sleeves that subtly reveal the skin underneath.

"...Lu Yang."

"Um?"

"Are you helping me pick out clothes, or are you just looking for yourself?"

Caught red-handed, Lu Yang immediately spoke seriously, "I'm just using my male aesthetic sense to my advantage..."

Admitting it makes me look like a pervert.

Denying it doesn't feel quite real.

After all, it's not illegal to comment on your wife's outfits, is it?

"Your aesthetic sense is just what I..."

Li Xixue's cheeks flushed slightly, a blush of shame and embarrassment.

What kind of nonsense is going on in this guy's head all day long?

Every time I pick out clothes, I only know to choose V-neck styles.

Thinking of this, Li Xixue walked over, snatched the lace shirt from his hand, and threw it back onto the hanger.

Then he spat.

Color embryo.

Pure color embryo.