A foot suddenly appeared in her embrace.
Whoosh—
Su Ziyu felt a jolt like an electric shock, freezing on the spot.
She didn't know how long it took.
Rage erupted from the depths of her heart.
So smooth, so white, so beautiful, so tender.
How could he bear to step on it with his stinky foot?
Stop it.
His stinky foot must be broken!
Su Ziyu gritted her teeth—
But she saw Li Qianfan, with his eyes closed, mumbling, "Wife, don't hit me anymore."
Su Ziyu's lips twitched immediately.
She finally realized that Li Qianfan was dreaming.
And having a nightmare at that.
In his nightmare, Su Ziyu was abusing him.
Alas.
Su Ziyu sighed softly, took the stinky foot out of her embrace, and whispered, "If you're good, how could I bear to hit you? After all, you called me wife, held my waist, entered my door, and let me wash your feet."
She didn't go out to drink alone again. After putting away the wine, she hesitated for a moment and pulled the blanket over Li Qianfan.
She then turned up the air conditioning by two degrees before lying down on the floor mat.
"I never thought I'd reach a day where I'd live with a man."
Su Ziyu's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the ceiling, murmuring to herself.
Unsure of what she was thinking, her small face flushed, and she closed her eyes.
The weariness of staying up all night washed over her in waves, drowning her little by little.
As soon as she fell asleep—
Li Qianfan, who had been "having a nightmare" just moments ago, suddenly opened his eyes.
He quietly leaned over the edge of the bed, looking at the girl sleeping soundly on the floor mat, and smiled triumphantly.
Five thirty in the morning.
Su Ziyu, her biological clock ticking precisely, woke up.
Usually, after waking up in the morning, she would feel weak all over, not wanting to move at all.
Due to immense work pressure, she had developed insomnia.
Sometimes, she would wake up several times in a daze throughout the night.
But this morning.
As soon as Su Ziyu opened her eyes, she could clearly feel a vibrant energy circulating slowly within her limbs.
Her body was filled with strength!
Last night had been the most restful and comfortable night she had slept in years.
Surprised, she subconsciously searched for the reason when she heard steady, powerful breathing from the upper right.
Who is sleeping in my room!?
Su Ziyu was startled—
She suddenly remembered that yesterday morning, she had "answered the call" by the roadside, paid eighty-eight thousand, and brought home a husband.
Su Ziyu immediately flipped over and sat up, looking at the bed.
Li Qianfan, with a blanket covering his stomach, was sprawled out like a starfish, still snoring soundly.
"My sleep quality was so good last night, could it be because a young man was sleeping in my bed?"
Su Ziyu stared blankly at Li Qianfan, thinking subconsciously.
Above Li Qianfan's lips, there was a faint, downy fuzz.
Green and inexperienced!
Su Ziyu thought of the idiom and pouted slightly.
Yet, inexplicably, she felt a secret sense of pride: "Young grass, heh!"
She quietly got up, her bare feet treading the floor like a cat's, and silently walked into the bathroom.
After washing up, it was time to change.
But Li Qianfan was still in the room, which gave Su Ziyu a headache.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"He's my husband. Isn't it normal for a wife to change in front of her husband?"
"Besides, he's sleeping like a pig right now."
Thinking this, Su Ziyu's heart immediately eased.
She quickly tossed aside the black silk robe, hurried to the wardrobe, and started picking out clothes.
As soon as she took out a shirt, she suddenly heard Li Qianfan's voice from behind: "Good morning, wife."
Su Ziyu immediately froze on the spot.
The clothes in her hand dropped to her feet.
She dared not look back, not even daring to breathe.
Yet, she could clearly feel Li Qianfan's gaze, like a small brush, sweeping across her body.
"He's awake."
"He's looking at me with lustful eyes."
"Looking at my waist, my legs, my butt, my back!"
"I'm going to kill him—"
Su Ziyu's neck turned with great difficulty, and she looked back at Li Qianfan.
Their eyes met.
Li Qianfan's gaze was clear, filled only with admiration, not the slightest hint of vulgarity.
Su Ziyu's overwhelming "killing intent" vanished instantly.
"Good morning, wife."
Li Qianfan smiled, nodded at Su Ziyu, and greeted her again.
"Morning—"
Su Ziyu replied with a dry voice.
"Hey, I slept so comfortably last night."
Li Qianfan, wearing shorts, stretched his arms, got out of bed, and whistled as he walked into the bathroom.
Phew!
As soon as the bathroom door closed, Su Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief as if a great weight had been lifted, and quickly bent down to pick up the shirt from the floor.
When Li Qianfan came out after washing up, Su Ziyu was already dressed and neatly attired, sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed, looking at him with an unfriendly expression.
Li Qianfan, with a bewildered look, asked, "What, did I do something wrong?"
Su Ziyu answered his question with a question: "You saw me changing just now."
"Yes."
Li Qianfan became even more confused: "Does a husband looking at his wife changing clothes count as a mistake?"
Su Ziyu continued to answer his question with a question: "Your gaze was very pure, without a trace of impurity."
Li Qianfan raised his hand and scratched the back of his head: "My gaze is pure, is there a problem with that?"
"Could it be that my body—"
Su Ziyu said with a cold face: "Doesn't hold any attraction for you at all?"
Li Qianfan was stunned.
He suddenly recalled something his mother had told him: "Women are the most unreasonable creatures. The more beautiful they are, the more unreasonable they become. They hate it when you look at them with lustful eyes, but they can't stand it even more when you ignore their beauty."
Mother is brilliant!
After admiring his mother, Li Qianfan asked Su Ziyu, "Do you wish for me to look at you lustfully and drool?"
Su Ziyu replied indifferently: "In that case, I'll gouge out your eyes."
Li Qianfan—
He really wanted to consult his mother online immediately to ask how to handle such a situation.
"In short, you cannot defile me, nor can you ignore my beauty."
Su Ziyu crossed her legs, her slippers dangling on her bare feet, exuding a unique charm.
Li Qianfan asked in a low voice, "Just tell me what you want me to do."
Su Ziyu thought about it very seriously and replied, "I haven't thought of it yet."
Li Qianfan refused to speak further.
"Come here."
Su Ziyu raised her hand and patted the space beside her.
Li Qianfan walked over and sat down.
"Come closer to me."
Su Ziyu frowned: "Sitting so far away from me, are you afraid I'll eat you?"
Li Qianfan quickly got up and sat beside her.
Su Ziyu then said faintly, "Put your arm around my waist."
Li Qianfan hesitated for a moment, then obediently reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist.
"I feel truly at ease!"
Su Ziyu exclaimed inwardly and said, "I have two things to tell you. You must remember them."
One.
Although Ning Xiaolan wished they would get married sooner, Su Ziyu still felt that some time was needed for her and Li Qianfan to adjust.
The adjustment period is 18 months.
If Li Qianfan dares to force himself on her during these 18 months, she'll break his legs!
Two.
At home or when her parents are around, Su Ziyu will strive to be a good wife.
Washing her husband's feet, massaging his back and legs, and sleeping on the floor mat are all within her capabilities.
But when she's out or not with her parents, Su Ziyu is Li Qianfan's queen.
"Kid, I'll ask you, are you willing?"
After speaking, Su Ziyu, in a domineering manner, pulled Li Qianfan into her embrace. She pinched his chin with her right hand and said in a sinister tone, "You can say no."