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When Tongrui thought about taking off her bathrobe and lying under the quilt to wait for Lingye, Lingye
opened the bathroom door.
Lingye wiped his hair with a dry towel and walked toward the bed.
Seeing Tongrui standing by the bedside at a loss, he looked at the time and said, "You're in such good
spirits today. It's already 10.00 pm. Are you still not sleepy?"
Usually, Tongrui went to bed very early. If she slept late, it must be because she slept too much during
the day.
Lingye understood that Tongrui always felt sleepy when she was pregnant, but now that she was not
pregnant, she still could sleep for a long time. He never saw anyone who could sleep longer than her.
Lingye usually slept six hours. Before he married Tongrui, sometimes he was busy with work and only
slept four or five hours a day, but he had long been used to sleeping shorter. Even though he slept less,
he did not look listless.
Tongrui held her bathrobe. She was inexplicably nervous about being stared at by him. "Uh... Can I
wipe your hair?"
Lingye glanced at her and smiled slightly. He sat on the bedside and handed her the towel. Tongrui
knelt behind him and wiped his hair absent-mindedly.
Lingye asked, "Why are you so diligent today?"
"You've been busy recently. I want to reward you."
Upon hearing that, Lingye suddenly pulled her into his arms. Tongrui could not sit still and fell on his
legs. She lay and looked at his handsome face.
"I haven't finished wiping your hair yet..."
Lingye gently stroked her delicate face and stared at her for a long time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPerhaps it was because his gaze was too focused and affectionate, or she was shy about wearing a
sexy bra. She blushed.
The towel in Tongrui's hand fell to the ground. She wrapped around his neck and kissed his lips. A
passionate kiss happened naturally.
She asked softly, "Shall we have another child?"
Lingye paused.
He looked at her soft lips, then suddenly stopped being intimate. He hugged her and said lightly, "You
still need time to recuperate. Don't think about the child first. We already have Sweetheart. Even if we
don't have another child in the future, it doesn't matter."
What Lingye said was perfect, and Tongrui did not find him unusual. She was just a little disappointed.
"But I want to have another child."
"Wait until you recover."
Lingye put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt. Then, he kissed her nose tip and said, "I still
have some work to do. You sleep first."
Tongrui felt troubled by the abrupt end of intimacy.
She was lying on the bed while clutching the pillow. She kept tossing and turning for a long time and
felt irritable.
She stared at the ceiling in a daze and was confused about what went wrong. Usually, Lingye would
press her on the bed hard and continue to be intimate with her.
Thinking of a blushing and heart beating scene, Tongrui covered her face shyly but became more
depressed.
As she could not fall asleep, she threw off the quilt and ran to the study with her slippers on.
Tongrui worried that she would disturb Lingye's work, so she knocked on the door a few times before
entering the study, but no one answered. She opened the door curiously and found no one at the desk.
It's strange. Where did Lingye go?
After she entered the study, she heard the sound of water from the bathroom.
Didn't Lingye already take a shower? Why did he bathe again?
Tongrui ran over and was about to enter, but Lingye suddenly opened the door. Lingye hugged her
quickly before she fell.
She fell into his arms and found his body cold. She shivered.
"Did you take a cold shower?"
Lingye helped her up without answering. He only frowned slightly and asked, "Why did you come
here?"
"I..."
Tell him that I came here to beg for his love?
Tongrui felt shy and did not dare to say those words.
Seeing her hesitating, Lingye said, "Go back to sleep. I may have to work for a while."
Is he driving me away?
Tongrui pursed her lips. She turned around reluctantly and walked a few steps but felt unreconciled.
She had prepared for so long tonight. She could not return before success.
During these days, Lingye had always been indifferent to her. Now he took a cold shower rather than
touching her. She wondered why.
Tongrui gritted her teeth and turned back to face him. "Lingye!"
"What?"
"I want..."
Tongrui bit her lips and said a few words indistinctly, but Lingye did not hear them. "What? I can't hear
your voice."
"I... It's..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe gritted her teeth again and hummed. However, Lingye did not know mind reading. How could he
know what she meant?
What was more, Lingye did not think about intimate things at all. Usually, Tongrui was the one who did
not want to be intimate with him much. She always felt tired. So he never thought she would take the
initiative to ask for intimacy.
"What? Are you on your period?"
Lingye pulled her into his arms, then touched her lower abdomen and asked with concern, "Is your
stomach uncomfortable?"
Tongrui sighed helplessly.
Sometimes it was hard for women to ask for intimacy, especially when the men seemed to have no
intention of doing it.
Lingye was about to bring her back to the bedroom, but Tongrui pushed him to the sofa.
Lingye felt his heartbeat. The excitement he suppressed with the cold bath rose again.
Tongrui stared at him and said boldly, "Lingye, I want you..."
Upon saying that, she kissed his lips.
Lingye felt like he got an electric shock. When did she become so courageous?
Lingye never imagined that his wife would be so enthusiastic and proactive. But he did not like women
taking the initiative or pressing him down like a queen. Although the feeling was exciting, he was
extremely uncomfortable.
Lingye had always been the one who dominated, so soon, he embraced Tongrui in his arms and
pressed her onto the sofa.
"Who taught you this?"
When Lingye asked, his voice was a little hoarse because of lust. It was not gentle but rather fierce
questioning.
He did not like his woman to learn how to seduce men. It was dangerous. He would have a strong
sense of crisis.