My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

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Wanda felt a little embarrassed and pouted her bright red lips: "I wasn't prepared at all."

"I didn't realize it either." hope Nian shrugged and smiled sincerely, "But even if you weren't prepared at all, your existence is enough for me to brag about."

"No, I didn't." Wanda blushed, her face turning as red as a ripe apple, making her look even more adorable.

Xinian sat on the sofa, feeling completely satisfied.

This is his wife.

Childhood sweetheart, only family member.

Wanda Maximov.

Is there anything more wonderful and blissful than this?

Chapter 413, Happy Wedding, Shinian Wanda!

Inside a two-story Western-style wooden house in Xijing Town.

In the stillness of the night, the side curtains were drawn, and the main hall was illuminated by warm yellow light.

Sitting on the sofa, Xinian watched his wife diligently sweeping the table. Her mature and voluptuous body leaned forward slightly, revealing an incredibly alluring curve from her snow-white nape, adorned with a few strands of hair, to her long, form-fitting dress.

Xinian couldn't help but step forward and hug the other person from behind, placing her hands on his waist and lower abdomen respectively.

It feels soft and warm to the touch, and has a faint, pleasant fragrance.

hope Nian sniffed.

Wanda's body stiffened slightly, and she said with a hint of panic, "What are you doing? I... I'm still very dirty."

hope Nian was momentarily dazed, feeling that the conversation seemed familiar.

“How could it be dirty?” Xinian smiled, reaching for Wanda’s earlobe as if savoring a delicious dessert after a banquet.

He naturally didn't notice.

As he encountered Wanda, his wife's violently trembling eyes flashed with a scarlet light, which quickly disappeared.

hope Nian could feel the trembling of the beautiful body in his arms. He hadn't expected that even though they were already married, his childhood sweetheart was still so shy and nervous.

This is so cute!

It's not like we haven't done it before...

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Now you can clean up properly."

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Xinian released Wanda, sat back on the sofa, and picked up a newspaper to cover his embarrassment.

Wanda nervously straightened her long dress, especially the folds at the back of her hips. Her slightly damp right ear was already bright red, like translucent amber glass.

The main hall fell silent immediately.

Wanda glanced at Xinian, who was holding the newspaper upside down. After wiping the table, she washed her hands, went back to her room, took out a set of men's pajamas, took a deep breath, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Xinian, go take a shower... After I finish tidying up, I'll take a shower..."

"Huh?" hope Nian looked at her in confusion, not reacting for a moment.

"Don't you...sleep at night?" Wanda mustered her courage and forced out the complete sentence.

"Oh, right! I'm going to take a shower right away!"

Xinian quickly got up, picked up his clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

Until the bathroom door was closed.

Outside the main hall, Wanda bit her lower lip and placed her hands on her cheeks, patting them slightly as if to encourage herself.

"If it's Xinian, then there's no problem."

“After all, we’re already married,” Wanda murmured to herself, almost as if giving herself a suggestion, her eyes gleaming with a strange crimson light.

……

in the room.

After changing into his pajamas, Xinian lay back on the bed. He instinctively reached into his pockets, but found nothing. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up a book and began to read.

I just grabbed the book from the bedside table; it was titled "The Theory of Mutations".

This is a science fiction novel.

The author hypothesizes throughout that if mutant genes were widespread in human society, a considerable number of new humans with extraordinary talents might emerge. How these new humans and the old humans should coexist is a serious question.

"That's interesting." hope Nian nodded. This author, who writes under the pen name Professor X, has a good imagination.

An unknown amount of time passed.

hope Nian almost fell asleep while reading, and the novel slipped from his hands.

Click click.

The sound of the wooden door opening echoed.

Xinian opened his eyes groggily and saw that his wife Wanda had changed into the same long-sleeved pajamas. Her still-damp, rosy hair was elegantly and charmingly draped over her shoulder, and her beautiful, flushed face was down to a snow-white complexion that was almost dazzlingly fair.

The buttons on her pajamas weren't fully fastened, revealing an amazing cleavage at the top and a small belly button at the bottom, while she wore a pair of pink slippers.

Xinian was instantly wide awake, full of energy, and couldn't help but pull back the covers and get up.

Wanda was still a little shy and nervous. But then she saw Xinian go to the wardrobe, pull out a hairdryer, pat the edge of the bed, and say, "Sit down."

Wanda obediently sat down without any hesitation.

Xinian plugged in the power and helped Wanda blow-dry her wet hair.

"It feels like a long time ago, I touched your head like this too," hope Nian said, stroking your rosy hair in the warm breeze.

"Mmm." Wanda closed her eyes.

"It seems like it wasn't long ago." hope Nian tilted his head. When was it?

He doesn't quite remember.

Wanda asked softly, "Xinian, will you still help me dry my hair in the future?"

“Of course.” hope Nian smiled: “You are my wife. Even if you lose all your hair, I will still help you fix it.”

"It won't all fall off..."

Wanda said irritably, but a tear slid down her cheek and dripped onto her knee.

hope Nian, carefully tending to her crimson hair, didn't notice anything amiss and continued, "And this beautiful crimson hair is like a burning flame, like autumn maple leaves. It's considered our joint property after marriage, and I have an obligation to take care of it!"

Wanda chuckled, then suddenly asked seriously, "Is it done?"

“That’s about it,” hope Nian replied.

"Turn off the lights, Xinian."

Wanda's voice no longer trembled, but instead carried peace and happiness.

"it is good."

Xinian quickly put the hairdryer away and turned off the room lights.

in the dark.

Two slightly rapid, hot breaths came close together, followed by the rustling of clothes.

……

A sudden downpour hit Xijing Town that evening, and the bright red flower buds outside the courtyard swayed violently under the powerful impact of the rain.

The rain stopped and the sky cleared by morning.

The flowers and leaves outside the courtyard have just begun to open, looking pitiful, yet all the more vibrant. They hold within them rainwater or morning dew, glistening in the sunlight.

……

I slept until noon the next day.

Xinian then woke up in bed and looked to the side, only to find that Wanda had already gotten up.

and also.

To Xinian's surprise, the bed sheets had been changed.

His wife, Wanda, has a slight obsession with cleanliness and is afraid of getting dirty, which is completely understandable to Xinian.

But how did Wanda manage to change the sheets while he was asleep?

"Wanda, are you hiding something from me?"

Still in his pajamas, Xinian walked out of the room with a serious expression and asked Wanda, who was preparing lunch in the main hall.

"What……?"

Wanda's heart skipped a beat.

"You." hope Nian looked at her and couldn't help but laugh, "You used to lie to me that you weren't very strong, right? You even needed me to open drink bottles for you, but actually you're quite strong!"

Wanda paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I guessed right, didn't I?" hope Nian chuckled, feeling like a true genius.

……

at this time.

Outside Xijing Town.

The headquarters of the Destiny Alliance, the conference hall.

Apart from the empty main seat, six women with different styles and characteristics, but all exceptionally beautiful, sat on the chair.

“Xinian has disappeared,” one of the women said.

Another woman responded: "It's been a whole day and night, and not only that, Wanda has also disappeared!"

“When I parted ways with Xinian, he only said that he would go home first and then hold a meeting.” Someone brought up this crucial point.

A woman sat up abruptly from her chair, slammed her hand on the table, and sneered:

"You can still sit still, but I can't!"