After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

The eavesdroppers outside hadn't left yet, so Yin Cheng lowered his voice, almost whispering, "Wife, you're bothering me."

Lin Nian blinked and quickly understood what the man meant.

He reluctantly pulled away from the man's embrace, cleared his throat, and began to cry out, "Let me go! Ah! No... I... I'm a respectable young man."

Lin Nian threw the furnishings in the room while crying out in terror, looking exactly like a pitiful little husband who had been forcibly taken away.

Yin Cheng was about to die laughing. He suppressed his laughter, tried his best to keep his voice within a normal range, and said fiercely, "Go ahead and scream, no one will save you even if you scream your lungs out."

The room was filled with a deafening crackling sound, and Lin Nian was panting heavily from exhaustion.

Finally, with nowhere to escape, the young husband was caught by the bad guys, picked up, and "thrown" back onto the bed.

Lin Nian asked softly, "Has he left?"

Yin Cheng said, "I'm leaving."

Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief. He walked over to the table, avoiding the mess on the floor, and directed the man, "Go and pick up my basket."

As Yin Cheng picked up the basket, he asked, "What did you buy?"

"Silk, to make pom-poms for the pearls," Lin Nian said. "Otherwise, he'll keep nagging about it every night."

Yin Cheng placed the basket on the table, lit the candle, and said, "I'll do it with you."

"it is good."

Yin Cheng didn't know how to make cloth balls, so he cut out a piece of cloth and made a pink bow for his son.

Lin Nian sewed a pink bow onto the fabric. "It looks quite nice. Is this your... um... is this the style from that place?"

"Yes, but I remember they're usually used for hair accessories," Yin Cheng said.

Lin Nian asked curiously, "What toys do the kids over there play with?"

"Then there are many more." Yin Cheng began to tell his wife about building blocks, rubber cudgels, and toy guns.

"That's really good."

Yin Cheng said, "When we get home, we'll make building blocks for Pearl to play with; it'll be good for her intelligence."

"Okay." Lin Nian was tempted when he heard the man say that building blocks could be used to build small houses.

"Back in our area, we used to have plush toys, kind of like cloth tigers, and we could make all sorts of little animals," Yin Cheng said. "Although I can't make them, I can disassemble their design drawings."

"Let's find a tailor and build a zoo for our pearls."

Lin Nian glared at the man, "Then the baby will be spoiled."

"This is nothing," Yin Cheng thought to himself. He planned to build a castle for Pearl and embark on a major construction project.

A kitten's meow suddenly came from outside, and Lin Nian shuddered. "Is that person back?"

Yin Cheng listened intently for a moment, then said, "No, it's just a cat, don't worry."

"That's good, ah..." Lin Nian quickly shut her mouth, feeling that she shouldn't call a man's name at this time, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

Calling him "husband" is also inappropriate; it would be disastrous if someone overheard it.

"Le..." Le Haochuan? That doesn't seem right either. I can't just call a man Wang Dahu directly.

Just thinking about that name gives me goosebumps.

Yin Cheng guessed what his wife was thinking, "Sweetie, you can call me husband."

Lin Nian understood after a moment's thought, and he smiled, "Husband."

The soft, sweet melody seemed to carry a subtle allure, making Yin Cheng's mind wander.

He felt as if a string in his brain had snapped, and a wicked impulse surged in his blood, threatening to break through his reason and cause a wildfire.

Strange, it's clearly just a title.

The way Lin Nian said it had an inexplicable allure.

Noticing the man staring at him, Lin Nian asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Yin Cheng stared at his wife's lips for a long time before softly saying, "I want to kiss her."

Lin Nian was both amused and exasperated. "We'll kiss again later."

We still need to make balls for the pearls.

Yin Cheng gently adjusted the red coral bead earrings his wife was wearing today.

My wife's jewelry today is very simple; her earrings and necklace are both made of red coral beads, which makes her already fair and delicate skin look even more like solidified cream.

The needle and thread in her hand were suddenly taken away by the man. Lin Nian parted her lips slightly, about to say something, when her lips were captured by his.

What do you mean, "we'll kiss later"? Impossible! A real man will kiss his wife right then and there.

Lin Nian did not refuse and let the man act recklessly.

Lin Nian didn't know why she was so dependent on men, even though they had seen each other just a few hours ago.

After kissing his wife enough, Yin Cheng thoughtfully helped her pull up her slipping clothes to cover her shoulders.

Lin Nian opened her eyes in confusion, silently asking a question.

Is it just... kissing?

Yin Cheng took a deep breath, his displeasure almost palpable in his voice, "It's dirty here."

Lin Nian looked at the mess on the ground and nodded, "It is a bit dirty."

Yin Cheng said, "This is Tian Hai's territory, it's dirty."

Lin Nian smiled faintly, "Idiot."

Yin Cheng stood up. "I'm going out for a walk."

Watching the man's retreating figure, almost fleeing in panic, Lin Nian laughed even more heartily.

He also reminded her, "Don't soak in cold water, be careful not to catch a cold."

The man had only been gone a short while when he suddenly rushed back in and blew out the candles.

In the darkness, two figures were slowly approaching.

Yin Cheng made a quick decision, putting everything into a basket and tossing it aside, blending it into the mess on the ground.

"Someone's here."

Yin Cheng picked up his wife and rolled her onto the bed, whispering, "Take off your clothes."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Just take off your outer garment."

Lin Nian didn't dare to breathe, quickly took off her outer garment, and nestled into the man's arms.

Yin Cheng unfolded the quilt and wrapped his wife in it. Under the cover of night, he left many red marks on his wife's snowy neck.

The door creaked open.

"Get out." Yin Cheng growled, his displeasure sounding genuine.

The servant who opened the door exchanged a glance with the person behind him, and the servant quickly said, "Master Tiger, I'm sorry, I just wanted to tidy up the house, but I didn't expect you to still be awake."

Although the servant said this, he kept glancing at the candlestick in his hand toward the bed, as if trying to see what was happening behind the gauze curtains.

"Get out." Yin Cheng grabbed the pillow and threw it away.

The moment the gauze curtain was lifted, the candlelight illuminated two indistinct figures on the couch.

The servant glanced at the man behind him, and seeing him nod, he said, "Yes, yes, we won't disturb Tiger's rest any longer."

The door was closed again.

Once he was sure the man was out of sight, Yin Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard, he's such a busybody. I'll chop him up sooner or later."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Lin Nian coaxed the man in the same tone she used to soothe Pearl, then asked, "Who was that person just now?"

"Tian Hai," Yin Cheng said, "Wife, do you think he's crazy? What's he doing coming to see me in the middle of the night?"

Lin Nian thought for a moment, "They probably suspect your identity, to see if you really... um... kidnapped the young man."

"It's my little husband." Yin Cheng emphasized, "My current persona is that of a lecherous man who kills without hesitation and only loves other women's husbands."

Lin Nian held back for a long time, but couldn't help it and burst out laughing under the covers.