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Ling Qiao's kiss fell bit by bit on her skin. His rough hands were on fire, and as he moved up the side of her waist, it made her shiver. She wanted to shrink back, but his head was already on the bed; there was nowhere for his to retreat to.

His kiss, like a deadly poison, landed beside her earlobe. He had already sensed that the little thing's earlobe was very sensitive.

She unconsciously put her arms around his neck and let him kiss her freely.

This way, there wouldn't necessarily be children, and she wouldn't be so lucky as to hit the target on her first try. Husband and wife, they should have done what a couple should have done. She knew that her expectations far outweighed her fears.

Ling Qiao was very satisfied with her reaction. Although it was rather awkward, she did not hide his true feelings. He already knew how to express it through his body language during the three months of rehearsal.

"Hubby …" She wanted him to stop, but the voice she didn't want to make was so soft that even she was startled.

"Yes, I'm here. What do you want? Say it. " He was very fond of the little thing's reaction.

Shu Shu bit her lips, not daring to say another word.

"Speak, what do you want?" Ling Qiao did his best to tease him.

"Yes, you …" she finally said.

This sentence seemed to have given a stimulant to Ling Qiao.

Shu Shu shrunk back, but still hugged his neck. The person in front of her was her husband, a man who doted on her, protected her, and cared about her.

He was also puzzled. Women never lacked, but from the moment he kissed her, it was as if he had never kissed a woman before, not even a woman before. Only she could kiss her.

He truly wanted to spoil her, and he was willing to love her. Yes, he began to love her. His wife, tender as a newly bloomed flower, was right beneath him, looking at him with misty eyes.

His throat tightened even more as he lowered his head and sucked on her neck. He really wanted to bite out a bloody mark to prove that she was his.

Sure enough, a dark red strawberry bloomed on her delicate skin. Even though it was blocked from the moonlight, it was dazzling and captivating.

He could feel his gentleness.

"Hubby …"

"Mm …" He returned the kiss to her lips, as if he wanted to eat her.

"Wife, relax." he said softly.

Shushu resisted, trying to shake off his hands.

However, Ling Qiao pressed down tightly, forcefully kissing her all sorts of dissatisfaction. Knowing that she was in pain, he could not bear it, "Be good, my darling. Don't be afraid, relax a little."

As soon as she let go of her lips, she protested, "You said you wouldn't hurt me!"

"I just said not to hurt your foot, baby. It hurts the first time, and it won't hurt after that." He kissed her.

ShuShu's eyes widened as she instinctively kicked her leg, her injured left foot just touching his thigh. Ah, the pain was even more intense, she bit onto Ling Qiao's tongue very impolitely.

Ah!" He was in pain, too. There was no reason for her to be in so much pain, to let him enjoy it.

"Wuwuwu." Her tears fell like crystal.

As soon as she cried, his heart softened, but he did not want to let her go. He gently kissed her tears and comforted her, "Be good, it doesn't hurt."

"Liar." She was in excruciating pain. The previous nameless fire and such had long since left the world. Now, she could only feel pain …

Finally, a "It's so heavy." ShuShu can protest normally, he is really heavy.

Ling Qiao could not bear to part with it any longer, but after tiring the little thing, he flipped over and got off.

No one said anything. The room was still filled with the strong smell of lust. He turned his head and saw that Shu Shu's face was covered in sweat. He knew that he was going to be too dangerous, but looking at her lovable appearance, he started to get restless. His hand grazed her waist again.

Shu Shu also felt it. She gritted her teeth as she sat up, holding the blanket to her chest. Her entire face flushed red.

"I, I …" Not knowing what to say, not knowing how to say it, she turned her back to him, feeling extremely confused.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I, I want to take a bath." After saying that, she grabbed onto her blanket and jumped off the bed. However, the moment her feet touched the ground, her legs suddenly went limp and she sat down on the bed.

Ling Qiao then wrapped the blanket around her and carried her into the bathroom. "Do you want me to help you wash?"

"No." Shu Shu's face was flushed as she shook her head.

Fine, let her wash herself properly. He walked to the bed and picked up his towel and wrapped it around his waist. He turned on the bedside lamp and saw a bright red flower on the white bedsheet. It was the purity of a small thing.

Although Ling Qiao was not a good man or woman, he had always had the traditional Chinese way of thinking that it was best if he was his own wife and the first man. In the future, he would love her more, love her more, protect her more, and take care of her.

As soon as it was autumn, the weather turned cold. It was a little cold in the morning, so Shu Shu took out a thin sweater that Ling Qiao had given her and put it on.

When they were married, she had only brought a few summer dresses, a full T-shirt and jeans, and he didn't know when, but she had been wearing more and more clothes, and he never said anything about buying clothes for her. When she found new clothes in the closet, he said she had to look better when he went home so she wouldn't think he was bullying her.

In the fall, there were a few more autumn dresses. Without question, he was the one who bought them. In the past, his clothes were all inside the wardrobe, and the entire wardrobe was filled with men's clothes. Now, there was one place for her.

It was a simple, loose sweater with a large collar that revealed the small sling underneath. It was soft and soft on the skin and didn't prick anyone at all.

She put on her sweater and looked back at Ling Qiao who was still sleeping on the bed. He must be very tired, right?

He hopped down the stairs with one leg. His left foot still hurt slightly where his mother's foot had been kicked, so he wouldn't be able to feel it unless he touched it.

Ling Qiao had awoken from his sleep after smelling the fragrance of the porridge. When he touched his body, he found that his wife was not around. He opened his eyes, walked towards the wardrobe, and picked up a housedress. Suddenly, a peach-colored bra that was placed in the wardrobe caught his eye. It was the little thing's bra, a white one, and a peach-colored one. It seemed like there was also a black one, hmm, right!

He found that his once-dark wardrobe had become bright, and he, it seemed, liked the change. Where he liked her, he could find traces of her.

An restless little thing with a foot injury, coming downstairs just like that?

Curious, he went downstairs and slowly, step by step, went downstairs. In the kitchen, his wife was busy cooking porridge.

The warm sunlight came in through the window. Shu Shu's face was covered with a layer of soft light, her hair was flowing down her shoulders. The night before, she had been lying on the pillow so smooth that her hands felt itchy.

Ling Qiao rubbed his fingers. The feeling of last night was truly nostalgic.

"Wife …" He hugged her from behind, this sweater really suited her. The shop assistant said it was made of high quality rabbit hair, very soft, and didn't prick her skin. Right now, she was wearing it, it was indeed very cute.

Shu Shu felt the itch in his body and opened his hands. "Go away, go away."

"No." Not only did Ling Qiao hug her tightly, he even placed his chin on her shoulder. That smooth and smooth neck of hers, he wanted to stick to it forever. "What are you doing?" On the cutting board, she was chopping radishes.

Shu Shu smiled and said, "I'm afraid that you'll find it too mild for just eating congee alone. I asked my colleagues, they all said that eating radishes in the fall is good for your health, and that it would replenish the water and dispel the dryness.

"Who often gets mad?" Ling Qiao tightly gripped her small waist.

"Hehehehe, it's itchy! Can't I say something wrong? Go away, I want to fry the radish." Actually, she had learned from Shu Ning. He said that the dishes she cooked were terrible, so wouldn't she be willing to learn for him? Didn't he say that in order to capture a man's heart, one must first grasp a man's stomach? She didn't believe that she wouldn't be able to cook one or two good dishes.

"Will you?" Ling Qiao had seen her culinary skills before, and every time he made the kitchen black with smoke. The dishes were still burnt, "Light the fire, but it's hard to control if the oil is big. Ai, be careful. Be careful not to splash oil on your face."

"You're so annoying. You're out!"

Ling Qiao helplessly took a step back, but he couldn't help but remind his, "Wife, be careful of your feet. Don't dilly-dally until you cry out in pain again."

"I know, I know. You're such a bitch." With that, Shu Shu picked up the cutting board and neatly poured the shredded radish into the boiling hot wok. "Wow, why? I was afraid of the oil wok. If I had known earlier, I would have cooked the soup instead of pouring the oil wok."

Ling Qiao was speechless. What could he do? It would be better if he went up to battle, saving himself the trouble of turning the kitchen into a mess. He also did not want to eat black pepper shreds.

In the end, it was still his cooking. The way he did it, the way he did it, made her feel ashamed even without saying anything.

However, although the shredded radish had taken his hand to succeed, the porridge was still well cooked. It was thick and dense, with a hint of a delicate fragrance floating in the air.

"This is so delicious, hubby, give me another bowl!" ShuShu's injured left foot was lying flat on the chair, holding out a bowl for his help.

Ling Qiao realized that he had really lost his temper. Like this, spoiling her was also pretty good. He took the bowl and helped her fill it up, "Here, drink slowly, don't heat it up."

"Yes."

With her blessings, he could take a day off today. How rare, ever since his father resigned from his position as CEO and handed over the family business to him, he hadn't rested for even a day, sometimes even in the middle of the night, whenever there was an accident, he would still have to get up and take care of it. Even when he was in the hospital, he would work with a tablet computer, so after thinking about it carefully, he got married and rested for two days.

"Wife, it's rare for me to be at home with you today. What do you want to do?"

Seeing Ling Qiao's fawning expression, Shu Shu unconsciously thought back to last night. Today was a rare day that I accompanied you at home. What do you want to do? What do I want to do? That? No, it hurts.

"Hey, little thing, what's with that expression of yours." Is the girl crazy? Was he thinking about something that he shouldn't be?

"Cough, cough …" Shu Shu choked, choking to the point that she couldn't speak. "Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Ling Qiao extended his hand and lightly patted her back, "I told you to drink slowly, did you choke?!" Why don't we go to the supermarket and buy some daily necessities? I think we're running out of paper towels at home. " In the past, a phone call had asked the housekeeper to take care of the purchase and delivery, but now, he wanted to go shopping with her, just like an ordinary couple.