He kissed me very carefully.

She was in the chair, and the movement of his leaning forward seemed to encircle her whole body and the chair into his arms.

She raised her plain white face to meet her kiss.

Xiao Yuting leaned over, put his forearm through the woman's knees, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

This time, he didn't turn off the light when he got down.

The light from the bedroom wall lamp is warm and slightly pink, and it shines on the skin, as if it has been coated with a light golden pink.

Yang Leqing was so nervous that she tightly grasped the fabric of her nightgown with both hands.

He held her face in his big palm, "Lele, look at me."

Yang Leqing's strange thoughts were driven away by Xiao Yuting's force.

She pursed her lips and looked into his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the man's voice was hoarse: "I am Xiao Yuting, and I am no one else."

He is telling her.

He is her husband.

She doesn't need to be afraid of him.

Such an atmosphere and such words allowed Yang Leqing to dispel the gloom that enveloped her heart.

Yang Leqing took the initiative to climb on his shoulders and kissed his lips, saying in a steady and soft voice, "Husband."

…

A lovely night.

When the clouds and rain began to subside, he took her to the bathroom to take a bath.

She was very tired, but not so tired that she couldn't walk to take a shower.

By the time she came out of the bathroom, Xiao Yuting had already taken out clean new sheets and put them on.

Xiao Yuting sat beside the bed and watched her approach.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Leqing looked down at the prints on the sheets and shook her head.

He stretched out his hand to pull her and asked her to come over and stand in front of him, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Go to sleep."

When Yang Leqing lay on the pillow, Xiao Yuting turned off the light.

In the darkness, in the extremely quiet environment, even the slightest sound of breathing became an urgent desire.

He lay on his side with his arms between the two of them, staring at the woman's figure in the light and shadow.

Yang Leqing lay flat on the pillow with her hands on her lower abdomen, looking extremely well-behaved.

This time in the dark environment, she was quickly filled with the strong feeling Xiao Yuting brought to her, which filled the dark conflict in her memory.

The sound rays travel in the narrow space between square inches.

"Are you sleepy?"

After the incident, the man's voice was unusually deep, and the perfect sound of the subwoofer outlined the hot breath of the two people blending together in the night.

Yang Leqing turned her head and met his eyes.

"Fortunately, I'm not very sleepy."

After this scene, she still clearly has a lingering charm, and her voice is indescribably soft and lazy.

Xiao Yuting put his big palm on her, leaned over and kissed her lips.

"Tomorrow is a day off, so you can sleep a little longer."

Yang Leqing gasped a little and put her hand on his chest.

"Aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

"No," Xiao Yuting said, "You can rest."

…

In the end, Yang Leqing was so tired that she couldn't lift her fingers. She thought to herself that luckily Xiao Yuting took her to drink half a bowl of porridge that night, otherwise she would have fainted from hunger.

She lay on top of him.

"I'm hungry."

She is really hungry.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to hold on to this point in time.

Xiao Yuting: "What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."

"Make some simple oatmeal," Yang Leqing said, "Don't bother."

Yang Leqing took a shower, then wore Xiao Yuting's white T-shirt and lay on the bed. Her long legs were exposed outside the blanket and overlapped together. The bright red blanket was draped around her waist.

She was in a daze for a long time.

The charming scene that made people blush and make their heart beat just now always comes to mind involuntarily.

Those feelings and touches had completely dispelled the nightmare she had experienced that night.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Yuting walked in carrying a tray.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yang Leqing lying sideways on the bed.

The bright red brocade quilt contrasts sharply with her fair complexion. Her posture is lazy and soft with contentment.

He paused briefly and his eyes darkened.

Instead of making oatmeal for her, he made a bowl of noodle soup.

"You have a bad stomach, you need to nourish it."

Yang Leqing sat up, put her knees together, and looked at him with a smile: "Are you raising it for me?"

"Well, I'll help you raise it."

He said this seriously.

He said he would do something with her.

The first thing is to supervise her to take care of her stomach problems.

Yang Leqing didn't even get out of bed, Xiao Yuting put a small table on the bed for her.

Yang Leqing's hands were very sore, so he didn't bother her and fed her with a spoon.

Yang Leqing felt like one of those little patients in the hospital, clamoring for food.

She lay down after eating, intending to hold on and wait for him to come back to talk, but after a while she felt sleepy and her upper and lower eyelids closed.

After waiting vaguely for a long time, the mattress next to her sank slightly again, and she was pulled into his arms by the man's strong arms and leaned on his arms.

Before she fell asleep, she was still thinking about it.

In this matter, there is a real disparity in physical strength between men and women.

…

The next morning, I slept until about three o'clock in the morning.

Surprisingly, when Yang Leqing woke up, Xiao Yuting was still beside her.

Xiao Yuting leaned on the bedside and flipped through the content on the tablet in his hand. It had obviously been a long time since he woke up.

Yang Leqing opened her eyes and did not move for a while, just looking at Xiao Yuting with her big eyes open.

Xiao Yuting's profile is very handsome.

His handsomeness was different from the handsome boys Yang Leqing saw on campus.

There was a settled calmness about him that made her heartbroken. Even when she looked at him, her heart was still pounding.

"woke up?"

Xiao Yuting put the tablet aside and looked at her intently.

"Um."

Yang Leqing then stood up.

The blanket on his body slipped off.

She was startled and pulled the blanket up again.

With just a glance, you can see the finger marks on the originally snow-white skin.

Xiao Yuting's lips pressed against her eyebrows, "You go and wash up, and I'll prepare breakfast for you."
To be continued...