Qin Ye knew his wife’s water consumption was considerable, so he carried water three times.
On the last trip, he didn’t leave immediately.
Rong Yan looked at him still standing there and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, "What’s the matter, you’re not leaving?"
Qin Ye looked at her, and this was the first time they were alone together since she had returned.
Before, there were always people around, and he never had a chance to be alone with her.
Reason told him to leave quickly; it was inappropriate for him to be there now, but at this moment... looking at his beautiful wife, reason was useless.
He just wanted to hold her.
To soothe the longing of so many days.
When he looked at Rong Yan, his pupils deepened, and he just couldn’t move his feet.
"Wife, I’ve missed you a lot, may I hold you?"
Rong Yan: ...
Shouldn’t even an honest person refrain from making such a request?
Before she could speak, her hand was already grasped by someone, then before she could react, her whole being crashed into someone’s embrace.
Her waist was tightly encircled.
"Wife..." his voice was husky and gruff.
Rong Yan was stirred by that voice.
In his arms, she realized for the first time the difference in their heights... quite a difference indeed.
Her nose was filled with the scent of his masculine hormones, the kind that made one’s legs go weak.
Tilting her head back, because of the proximity, her lips just touched his chin.
This seemed to flip a switch for Qin Ye.
The emotions he had been suppressing suddenly sprang forth.
He didn’t hold back, and leaned down to kiss her...
At the very last moment, when all his rationality was on the brink of snapping, Qin Ye fiercely restrained himself.
He was a picture of distress.
"...Wife, take your time with the bath, I’ll go out first."
He knew if he didn’t leave then, he might never manage to do so.
Dropping those words, he didn’t dare look at her swollen lips, and left precipitously.
Rong Yan: ...
You’re just going to kiss and run?
Taking a deep breath to quell the trembling desire within her.
She went to lock the door, then entered the space.
She had no choice; she too needed to take a bath to cool down.
She hadn’t expected kisses to be so delectable.
And this man, who seemed so meek, was far from it... she liked his wild side.
When Qin Ye came out, he was relieved to find the yard empty, which allowed him to hastily retreat to his room to calm down.
Otherwise, given his current state of losing control... it would have been too embarrassing.
After several minutes, when his whole body had settled, and he appeared completely normal, he then went out.
Madam Rong happened to come out of the house and upon seeing Qin Ye, she immediately said, "Son-in-law, I have something to ask of you."
As soon as Qin Ye heard his mother-in-law had something to ask of him, he went over at once, "Mother, what is it?"
"It’s like this; I want you to find a piece of wood that can serve as a crutch for Yanyan’s dad! He’s in his recovery period, and it would help if he had something to lean on."
Upon hearing it was such a trivial matter, Qin Ye immediately responded, "Mother, I’ll make one for Dad in a little while."


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