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In the end, it was still because they had never given their feelings and had taken the right medicine. It wasn't too late.

Perhaps, this is the advantage of not loving, no jealousy, no anger, can be open, relaxed and friendly chat.

"Why don't you like such a good man?" Kang Wen Yuan chuckled: "Could it be that I'm better than him?"

"Do you regret marrying me now?"

"No regrets, I hope that in the future, I won't regret anything either." Chu Qing Yan turned around with her back facing him, and with her head hidden under the blanket, she said dejectedly, "You're not allowed to betray me!"

"No way!" He retracted his hand, turned around and faced the other side, and faced Chu Qing Yan's back.

If he slept on his own, Chu Qing Yan could very quickly enter his dreams, but it would be difficult for him to sleep with Kang Wen Yuan.

After tossing and turning for half the night, she really couldn't take it anymore. She quietly got up, returned to her room, and fell asleep immediately.

After Chu Qing Yan finished her sick leave and went back to work for the third day, Ye Xiao Xiao and Wu Suo Suo finally returned from Hong Kong and brought her a present.

After eating dinner together, she carried her present home. Kang Wen Yuan just happened to be taking a bath and walked out of the bathroom wearing only close-fitting shorts.

"He's back!" Maybe because her eyes were too hot, Kang Wen Yuan obscure stretched out his hand to block his lower abdomen.

Her face flushed red, she immediately retracted her gaze and walked into the room with her head lowered. Kang Wen Yuan walked behind her and said indifferently: "Don't come to my room tonight."

"En!" She hadn't been home for a few days, yet the moment she returned, she said those words. It seemed like her efforts were in vain!

He added, "I'll go to your room!"

At ten in the night, Kang Wen Yuan walked into Chu Qing Yan's room. Without saying anything else, his violent impact almost made her lose her soul.

Chu Qing Yan thought sorrowfully. It wasn't so much that she and Kang Wen Yuan were husband and wife, but rather, bedmates. He would only look for her when he needed her, and she wouldn't interfere with each other when she didn't need her.

Although it was still those movements, those strength, Chu Qing Yan could feel that Kang Wen Yuan was different from normal times. He seemed to be more entwined, more gentle, and more concerned with her feelings.

Kang Wen Yuan tossed and turned until deep into the night before he finally let Chu Qing Yan go and the two of them slept in each other's embrace.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang twice, but she still didn't want to get up.

"Hurry and get up. If you don't get up, you'll be late for work!"

This was the first time Kang Wen Yuan called him to get up, and he had no choice but to give him face.

Rubbing his eyes, Kang Wen Yuan looked at Kang Wen Yuan, who was dressed in a light robe. After two seconds, his brain, which had rested for an entire night, finally started working again.

"You didn't go out for a run?" Chu Qing Yan took off the blanket and got off the bed, smelling the thick fragrance of the fried eggs.

"It was raining outside, so I ran around the house for half an hour. I made breakfast and came out to eat after washing up."

"You make breakfast?" When he reached the bathroom door, Chu Qing Yan turned his head in disbelief.

Kang Wen Yuan uncomfortably laughed dryly, "Heh, I will go pour the soy milk out."

After being married for a few years, this was the first time Chu Qing Yan had eaten something Kang Wen Yuan made. She suddenly had the illusion that the sun had risen from the west.

"Kang Wen Yuan, your cooking skills are quite good!" After Chu Qing Yan finished her meal, she praised him happily.

"I'll do it this time, but you should do it next time." Kang Wen Yuan picked up a tissue, rolled it up and gracefully wiped the corner of his mouth.

At the age of thirty-five, he was extremely charming. Even the faint trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth permeated with the steadiness and restraint of a mature man.

As the owner of this jar of fine wine, Chu Qing Yan had not yet reached the point where he couldn't get drunk from the wine. People could admire and admire him, but it would be difficult to fall in love with him.