Cheng Nian raised his eyebrows.

She was originally a professional dancer and her body was extremely flexible. Her legs were hooked to him like this, clinging to him softly and bonelessly.

He considers himself not a indulgent person.

But in the face of her teasing, he could hardly control himself.

Shu Ya looked at him, her charming fox-like eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

She: "Dr. Cheng, we are already married, you can't regret it."

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his breathing became somewhat rapid. He stretched out his hand to catch the leg hooked on his own leg: "Your foot doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts." Shu Ya answered honestly: "But I want Dr. Cheng to hurt me more."

The atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.

Cheng Nian's eyes were dim and unclear: "It's okay if I love you, but what benefits can you bring to me?"

Shu Ya thought about it carefully: "She has a delicate body and a soft body. She knows Dr. Cheng's preferences, and..."

She glanced at the dishes on the table and said without conscience: "I am an excellent cook. After my feet heal, I can be responsible for your three meals a day."

"Oh?" Cheng Nian's tone was profound, but it didn't expose her.

Shu Ya: "Really."

Her hand had already reached for his belt, and her fingertips were scratching on it.

This move is already obvious enough.

Cheng Nian didn't care about the leftovers on the table, picked her up directly, let her sit astride him, and kissed her neck.

After a burst of clouds and rain, Cheng Nian took Shu Ya upstairs to rest.

Because Shuya was injured, the song and dance troupe specially gave her a day off.

She was staying at Cheng Nian's house and had some clothes and personal items that she hadn't brought over. She was too lazy to buy any more, so she discussed with him and went to her own house to get them.

When Cheng Nian followed her to her home, he saw a series of familiar license plate numbers.

The big black g was parked at the door of Shuya.

Cheng Yunan got out of the car and opened the door for Lu Nazhi like a gentleman.

Lu Nazhi, who was wearing a retro white dress, shyly stretched out her hand and was helped out of the car by him.

Cheng Nian kept watching them from the car and lit a cigarette casually.

The smell of smoke slowly filled the entire car. Shu Ya, who was sitting in the passenger seat, choked and coughed. Then he glanced at her and lowered the window to let the smell of smoke disperse.

Shu Ya: "Doctor Cheng..."

"I don't want to hear compliments about Cheng Yunan."

Cheng Nian casually interrupted what she had just said, looked at her somewhat blurred face through the smoke, reached out and hooked the back of her head, brought her towards him, and kissed her lips directly.

The cigarette in his mouth also slipped into her mouth, making her frown.

Cheng Nian moved his lips slightly away from hers: "I am your husband, and you can only care about me."

Shu Ya kept coughing until tears came out: "How did you know I was praising him!"

She simply wanted to tell him that if she felt depressed, just let her get the things alone.

Cheng Nian raised his eyebrows: "I'll pay attention next time."

He seemed to be in a much better mood and opened the car door directly: "I'm going to get something."

Because Shu Ya had only injured her foot for a day and it was not easy to walk now, so she did not insist and waited for him in the car.

Cheng Nian went to Shuya's door. Lu Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Xiaonian, are you coming to visit Shuya too?"

Cheng Nian glanced at her. She was also holding an insulated food box in her hand.

"Oh, this is the soup I made for Shu Ya. Isn't she injured? It must be inconvenient to cook recently." Lu Nanzhi saw his look and explained quickly.


Chapter completed!