Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

Wen Xi was startled awake.

She opened her eyes and saw the man's well-defined fingers unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time, the expensive belt falling to the floor with a dull thud.

"He Tingchu-" Wen Xi didn't finish his sentence.

The man's hot body pressed against her, their skin touching. Her mind went blank. She opened her eyes, which seemed to be staring but were not. His rough fingertips slipped inside her shirt and landed on the hidden buttons on her skirt.

Her legs trembled almost involuntarily.

"What—uh…" The words stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them no matter what she tried.

"Mrs. He, please cooperate in fulfilling your marital obligations." The man's deep voice was seductive.

Wen Xi's mind was like a swelled milk ball. He kissed her beautiful shoulder blades and the back of her neck. Soon she was turned over and found to be completely naked.

Looking down, she saw a patch of white skin being held in the man's palm.

In broad daylight, this usually restrained professor was indulging in lewd behavior.

Wen Xi was extremely shy. The sunlight outside was perfect, and she hadn't even closed the curtains.

"No, it's possible outside..."

"One-way glass, only I can see through it, Mrs. He."

His thin lips gently bit her earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine. The bedside table was opened, and the sound of tinfoil being torn could be heard.

"Baby, be good, open your mouth, just once." The man's voice was deep and husky, sending ripples through my ears.

Their eyes met, and the crimson ends of their eyebrows were filled with lust.

"He Tingchu, you..." The faint sound on his lips was forcefully silenced.

Her hands were raised above her head, Wen Xi's cheeks flushed red, her features were delicate and fair, her collarbones were clearly defined and alluring, her shoulder straps were pulled open, and a barrage of kisses poured down on her.

After the fourth time, Wen Xi scratched his back and cried her eyes out under him.

"He Tingchu, you liar, you promised it would only be once!" The room was filled with soft moans and sweet whispers.

"Mrs. He, I've already said I don't eat goji berries."

It started in the afternoon and ended as the city lights began to twinkle.

Wen Xi was like a dried-up fish returning to the sea. He Tingchu put her in the bathtub, and she lay there thinking about the series of events that had happened that afternoon.

Did she say something she shouldn't have?

【Goji berries.】She recalled He Tingchu's emotional words.

[Soak goji berries in a thermos.]

That must have been the sentence that really hurt that old man's damn pride.

Wen Xi, you brought this on yourself.

Don't just focus on verbal battles in your daily life.

Well, that's it. Wen Xi has been bullied to his heart's content.

The bright red marks on her chest and neck were very noticeable.

Was He Tingchu born in the Year of the Dog?

Why does it bite everywhere?

Wen Xi then lightly cursed him a few hundred times.

"I'm coming in." A man knocked on the door.

"You're not allowed in," Wen Xi snapped.

"Then you can only soak for another ten minutes. I'll carry you out after ten minutes." The voice outside the door sounded a little serious.

"...She has no privacy at all?"

What happened to the freedom to take a bath?

Wen Xi looked listless, but she was really afraid that he would actually do it. Five minutes later, she sat up. Her back ached and her legs felt weak.

It was as if she had run a marathon; Wen Xi had exhausted her last bit of strength, and all she wanted to do was lie down.

After changing into her bathrobe, Wen Xi slowly emerged, clutching her aching back.

The man changed into a light gray shirt and trousers, and stood tall and elegant in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to answer the phone.

"Okay, teacher, I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and turned around.

Wen Xi stubbornly turned her face away, deliberately refusing to look at him.

The man strode over, put his arm around her waist, pulled her closer, and gently nibbled on her earlobe, saying ingratiatingly.

"I will definitely be more careful next time."

"You promised to do it only once?" Wen Xi asked, slightly annoyed.

"I was wrong, but I only used three-tenths of my strength, so I'll be fine. I don't need to apply medicine this time."

What do you mean by "nothing will happen"?

She has a serious back problem.

"I'm telling you, from today onwards, I refuse to fulfill my marital obligations, hmph." Wen Xi said seriously.

"Baby, I didn't have sex until I was thirty." The man looked down at her.

Wen Xi was both annoyed and amused.

Wen Xi believed his lies.

"I need to go to the lab. Come down for dinner when you've rested enough." He Tingchu sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her body, then gently closed the door and left with a satisfied look on his face.

The bed sheets were changed again, restoring the original neatness and order.

However, he was clearly very disorderly in the afternoon.

-

When He Tingchu came downstairs, Sister Cai had just returned from outside. Sister Cai had been shopping for five hours.

He seemed to be in a good mood and full of energy.

"Sister Cai, make ginseng chicken soup for Qiqi tonight. I'm going out for a bit. Call Qiqi for dinner in two hours."

Sister Cai understood immediately.

The front door was closed.

Sister Cai couldn't hide the smile on her face.

It seems she's almost done with her task. The old lady promised her that once she holds her great-grandson, she'll get a year-end bonus and a big red envelope for completing the task.

Sister Cai quickly put the ginseng chicken soup into the casserole.

At 8:30, Wen Xi stretched and went downstairs.

"Qiqi, the chicken soup is ready. Quick, drink it while it's hot."

Sister Cai served her a large bowl of chicken soup.

"I added goji berries on purpose, which can replenish qi and blood," Sister Cai said casually.

The moment Wen Xi saw the goji berries, he was completely taken aback.

It's all because of this thing.

-

That night, Wen Xi waited until midnight but still didn't see He Tingchu. She yawned widely and tried to stay awake.

Over this period of time, their time together gradually became a habit, and the empty seat beside him filled him with a sense of melancholy.

She sent a message.

When are you coming back?

The automatic door to the laboratory opened, revealing a man shrouded in the chill of the night.

[You go to sleep first, don't wait for me. There's a problem with the data; we're still figuring out the cause.]

Don't wake me up when you come home tonight.

【it is good. 】

Wen Xi turned off the screen, lay down on the spacious bed, and covered herself with the blankets. The familiar scent of fir trees emanated from the man. Wen Xi suddenly sniffed.

She suddenly missed him terribly.

What happened?

No way, Wen Xi, wake up!

Isn't it natural for adult men and women to have those kinds of things happen?

Calm down, calm down, take a deep breath, don't think about him.

Under the powerful hypnosis of will, Wen Xi finally fell asleep.

The next day, the alarm clock woke her up. It was her first day at work, and she absolutely couldn't be late.

The alarm clock struck 7:30. The sheets beside me were neat and tidy; He Tingchu hadn't come home last night.

Could it be that he stayed up all night?

Wen Xi dialed the number, but no one answered.

Never mind, she washed up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs. Sister Cai had already prepared a delicious breakfast. While Wen Xi was eating her porridge, her eyes kept glancing intentionally or unintentionally towards the entrance.

Sister Cai saw through her thoughts.

"Qiqi, stop looking. Tingchu said she's not coming back for breakfast."

"Sister Cai, did he call you?"

"Hmm, Tingchu asked me to cook your favorite congee with preserved egg and lean pork this morning, and also to prepare your favorite pan-fried buns."

After Wen Xi finished eating, she was about to leave when Sister Cai noticed the red marks on the back of her neck and whispered a reminder.

"Qiqi, we need to cover this up; it wouldn't be good if our colleagues saw it."

She froze, then went back to her room to touch up her makeup, applying layer after layer of concealer.

The moment the elevator doors dinged open, a tall figure leaned lazily against the corner of the car, his eyes filled with weariness and dark circles. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, and his jacket was casually draped over his wrist.

The moment Wen Xi saw He Tingchu, his eyes welled up with tears.

"Why did it take you so long to get back?" Although she was clearly worried, her tone was serious.

"Mrs. He is letting me recharge." The man reached out and pulled her into his arms, greedily inhaling her scent.

Wen Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he held his breath.

"Let go, someone will see us." As the elevator descended, she instinctively hugged his lean waist, her heart overflowing with joy, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"I'm not afraid of people watching. What's there to be afraid of when I'm holding my wife?" The man's breath brushed against the back of her neck.

It's so itchy, yet so comfortable.