After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year, in the evening.

After taking a shower, Liu Zhiyuan dried his hair as he went back to his room.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Lan Yujuan tidying up her bedding on the playmat.

He asked, puzzled, "Honey, what are you doing tidying up the floor so late? Are you off with your relatives?"

Lan Yujuan took a pillow from the top of the wardrobe and threw it into Liu Zhiyuan's arms.

No relatives came.

"You'll be sleeping on the floor tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan frowned instantly. "What do you mean?"

"It's winter now, the ground is so cold, and you're making me sleep on the floor?"

Lan Yujuan looked up at him and said coldly, "Otherwise? Where else do you want to sleep?"

"How about this, you move into your second brother's room and squeeze in with him?"

"Anyway, these days he's been leaving early and coming home late almost every day, and the room is empty most of the time."

Liu Zhiyuan, furious, threw the pillow he was holding onto the bed and said irritably, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm sleeping in the big bed tonight!"

"What? My own lawfully wedded wife? I can't touch her, I can't sleep with her? I rarely come home, and I have to sleep on the floor? Am I crazy?!"

As he spoke, Liu Zhiyuan put down the towel and began to reach out to pull Lan Yujuan.

"Judging by the days, your period should be over by now, right?"

"Perfect timing! Let's take advantage of these few days when we have some free time, and try our best to give Xiaoman a little brother as soon as possible!"

"This way, she'll not only have a companion when she's young, but she'll also have her own brothers to rely on when she grows up, so she won't be bullied by her in-laws!"

Liu Zhiyuan bent down and leaned forward, about to grab her arm.

Unexpectedly, Lan Yujuan calmly took two steps back, barely avoiding the collision, and casually pointed to the large bed, saying:

"I accidentally spilled water on the bed during the day."

"Half of the bed is wet now, so it's impossible for anyone to sleep on it."

"You choose! Either sleep on the bed, it's a bit damp and cramped, but you can bear with it and get dry."

"Either sleep on the floor or a playmat and electric blanket under the bedding. It's soft, warm, and quite spacious; it's quite comfortable to sleep on!"

With one arm dangling, Liu Zhiyuan's gaze swept between the large bed and the floor mat before he quickly made his decision.

"Fine, I'll just sleep on the floor!"

"Sleeping on the floor is too hot and bad for your health. I'm a man, I'm not afraid."

"You and Xiaoman are both in poor health, you should sleep in the big bed."

Lan Yujuan nodded, "Okay, let's sleep like this tonight!"

Liu Xiaoman fell asleep before nine o'clock.

After making the arrangements, Lan Yujuan wrapped herself tightly in her pajamas, quickly turned off the light, and crawled into bed.

In the darkness, Liu Zhiyuan tossed and turned on his makeshift bed, unable to sleep. After a while, he picked up his phone, glanced at it, and then put it down again.

He picked it up again after a while, seemingly waiting for someone to reply to his message, but there was no response for a long time.

After repeating this several times, he finally sighed softly and calmed down.

"Wife, are you asleep?" Liu Zhiyuan asked in a low voice in the darkness.

Lan Yujuan lay peacefully, resting with her eyes closed.

Although she wasn't asleep, she didn't want to pay any attention to her nominal husband.

To her surprise, the more she ignored him, the more excited the man became!

After a series of rustling sounds, she vaguely sensed a tall, dark figure tiptoeing toward the bed.

She could even feel the gradually increasing heat emanating from the other person as they drew closer.

Lan Yujuan decisively got up and, with a "click," turned on the bedside lamp.

The room was suddenly lit up, and she happened to meet Liu Zhiyuan, who was sneaking up on her and seemed to be preparing to climb into bed and kiss her.

"Slap!" Lan Yujuan slapped him across the face. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

"In the middle of the night, people are scaring each other, it'll scare them to death! Don't you know that?" Lan Yujuan scolded in a low voice.

Liu Zhiyuan covered his face and knelt on the edge of the bed, his ears ringing.

The fleeting, romantic thoughts that had just stirred within her were instantly vanished.

Liu Zhiyuan silently stood up, looked at Lan Yujuan who was half-sitting on the bed, and finally asked the question that had been on his mind:

"In recent years, my husband and I have spent very little time together."

"Don't you ever miss home alone, late at night, when it's quiet and peaceful?"

"Or is it that, like they say, you really did find someone else in the village behind my back?"

Lan Yujuan raised her head and stared at Liu Zhiyuan, who was standing in front of the bed, for a long time.

"So, that's what you think of me?"

"Don't worry, I'm a germaphobe and I've seen men before."

"Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can catch my eye."

"Besides, we've never registered our marriage. If I really had those feelings, I would have left long ago. What would I be doing staying in your Liu family?"

Liu Zhiyuan sneered, "You keep going back and forth, and in the end, you're still blaming me for not registering our marriage?"

"Does it mean I have to show my ID before we can sleep together at night?"

"Saying the bed got wet from spilled water? That's just an excuse!"

After saying that, Liu Zhiyuan lifted the quilt and crawled into bed.

Before he could even properly pull the covers up, he sprang out of bed, exclaiming, "Holy crap! The bed is really wet!"

Lan Yujuan leaned steadily against the headboard, watching him jump around.

"You didn't believe me when I told you, but you insisted on trying. Now you believe me, right?"

Liu Zhiyuan grabbed a tissue to wipe his pants, then obediently crawled back onto his makeshift bed on the floor, muttering:

"Judging from your expression, I thought you were playing hard to get, hoping I'd take the initiative and add some spice..."

A mocking smile flashed across Lan Yujuan's lips. "You're completely overthinking it!"

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm sleepy, so I'll turn off the light and lie down!"

Liu Zhiyuan had just gotten into bed and warmed up a bit when he saw her reach for the light switch. He quickly said, "Wife, wait a minute!"

"Perfect timing, I wanted to take this opportunity to discuss something with you!"

Lan Yujuan seemed to sense something, but her face remained expressionless. "Yes, go ahead."

Liu Zhiyuan cleared his throat and touched the tip of his nose: "Cough, cough!"

"Well, I've already asked. The banks in the county started opening for business gradually after the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll go to the county town with you again. Let's withdraw that 800,000 yuan first and deposit it back into my account!"

Lan Yujuan's gaze pierced through the dimly lit bedroom, fixed on Liu Zhiyuan's direction, without giving a direct response.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Liu Zhiyuan began to feel uneasy and tried to persuade her further:

"Don't worry, once the money is withdrawn, you can keep my card!"

"In a few years, when housing prices drop further, you can continue to buy houses if you want!"

"Since Xiaoman is in kindergarten now, it doesn't matter where she goes. We don't necessarily need to rush to buy a house in a good school district, right?"

"The key is that it needs to be convenient for picking up and dropping off children at school!"

Lan Yujuan continued to look at the other person, still without responding.

Liu Zhiyuan scratched his head, swallowed hard, and said:

"Honey, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just thinking that it's inconvenient for you to transfer money in and out of your card due to the credit limit."

"On the other hand, your parents also have some objections to the money being in your card. Zhigang and Zhifang have come to me quite often to complain about you."

"Why let a family's life become so strained over 800,000 yuan? Right?"

Lan Yujuan lowered her eyes and remained silent, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Then, he said casually, "Since we're not buying a house for now, what difference does it make whether this money is in your account or mine?"

"You can also just tell your family that the money has been transferred to your account!"

"Since we are husband and wife, what difference does it make?"

Liu Zhiyuan's face darkened, and he questioned, "You don't believe me?"