Sweet Wife in My Arms

When Lu Yi finished bandaging her two hands, Yan Huan had fallen asleep on the couch.

"She is asleep."

Lu Yi walked over and carefully carried her in his arms. He noticed, from the embrace, that Yan Huan had lost a significant amount of weight. The no less than three kilograms of weight loss made the already thin Yan Huan even skinnier.

This was the first time he had seen Yan Huan in deep sleep. As he was tired as well, he undressed himself and fell asleep with Yan Huan in his arms. However, he tried to be cautious as he avoided touching any of her wounds.

He had no idea what time it was. He was determined to take a nap with his woman. He only needed a very brief nap.

The housekeeper arrived at approximately eight o'clock. Upon reaching the front door, she realized that the milk was gone. Immediately, she knew that Lu Yi and Yan Huan had come home.

However, none of them approached her after a long wait. She decided to return, thinking that they might not require food today.

Yan Huan was awakened by extreme hunger.

The moment she opened her eyes, she heard the noise of typing. She flipped over and saw Lu Yi, with his legs crossed, typing on the laptop that was placed on his thighs.

Yan Huan gently stretched her body, then covered herself up with the blanket and rolled over to Lu Yi's side. She made a turn and started to play with Lu Yi's feet.

Lu Yi was a very hygienic man who carried completely no odor on his body, including his feet. His feet were big and undoubtedly his shoes size too. The shape of his feet was normal and looked just like anyone else's, neither interesting nor peculiar.

"Watch your hand," Lu Yi warned. He did not want her to move around too aggressively and worsen her wounds. Then, he would have to dress her wounds again. And if that happened, he would consider tying her hands up.

Fine. I'll not use my hands then. Yan Huan sat upright and extended her feet to place it side by side with Lu Yi's, comparing their sizes.

Despite the injuries on her feet, her skin was still fair and soft. Her beautiful feet were made of 10 round and cute toes that were coupled with pink toenails.

Lu Yi's feet were way bigger than hers, almost double her feet size.

Lu Yi shut down his laptop and placed it aside to amuse Yan Huan. If the public found out that Prosecutor Lu engaged with his wife in this silly game during their leisure time, they might punch him in his face.

"I'm starving," Yan Huan patted her belly. She was hungry from all the playing.

Lu Yi raised his hand to look at his watch.

It's nine o'clock now. Aunty might not cook anymore.

"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

"Xiaolongbao and dumplings," Yan Huan licked her red lips, "Hmm, those are what I want."

Lu Yi remained seated. He crossed his legs as he stared at Yan Huan with an indecipherable gaze, wearing a purposeful and cunning smile.

Yan Huan's gaze wavered before she threw herself at Lu Yi. Shocked, Lu Yi hastily caught her in his arms.

"What happens if you fall and ruin your face? I'll take a photo of you and show your loyal fans how Goddess Yan looks like with her bruised and swollen face."

"I know you'll catch me," Yan Huan gleefully rubbed her face against Lu Yi's neck. "Moreover, they have seen me when I was the ugliest. If they have witnessed my worst, they will be able to accept this."

"Because their Goddess Yan is never an ordinary woman."

"Unless Prosecutor Lu thinks I'm ugly?" The moment she raised her head, tears had pooled in her eyes and began to fall down her cheeks.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, "Do you think your acting skill can fool Prosecutor Lu?"

"You're no fun," Yan Huan wiped off her tears, that had gone to waste, on Lu Yi.

"Can I go and get you xiaolongbao now?" Lu Yi lifted Yan Huan's chin, "And Actress Yan, can you stop moving around? Do you think your husband has erectile dysfunction or has no libido?"

Yan Huan noticed the changes Lu Yi's body was going through. Yet, he was actually discussing about erectile dysfunction. How is this erectile dysfunction when it's clearly erecting?

"Of course not," Yan Huan hugged Lu Yi and put one of her hands underneath his shirt. As she expected, the man began to pant softly.

"Yan Huan!" he warned.

Yan Huan paused her movement. But, soon, she proceeded to move her hand downward.

The veins on the back of Lu Yi's hand started to pulsate, as though he was going through a challenge. Yan Huan hesitated, then continued to remove his belt. Next… next...

Her face was flushed red and her heart was beating fast.

This was not their first time, but it was their first time in a very long time. At the touch of his skin, she ran out of breath. Instantly, her throat turned dry. Lu Yi held her hand, attempting to stop her. Yet, beneath his dark and tranquil eyes were the flaring desire. His forehead was damped. Subsequently, a drop of sweat fell off his forehead and coursed down his tanned skin.

"Your hand is bandaged. It's uncomfortable," he grabbed her finger. Every single muscle on his body contracted intensely. He was worried about her wounds. But Yan Huan was voluntarily looking for trouble.

"Do you not want it?"

Yan Huan gently bit his neck.

"You're injured," Lu Yi attempted to contain his passion, not wanting to hurt her. However, the artery on his neck throbbed abruptly and he was swamped by the burning lust.

Yan Huan placed his big hand on her chest. Half panting and half moaning, she called out Lu Yi's name as she leaned closer toward him. Her action seemed to have triggered an instant eruption of a volcano, causing her overwhelming feelings and passion to spill like lava.

Her body was extremely warm. So was his.

They were almost burning for each other.

Lu Yi turned and held her fast underneath his body. "So, you are no longer hungry?"

"I'm not hungry anymore." His hoarse voice and hot breath lingered between her lips.

"My husband..."

Her voice was coated with the femininity that could enchant a man. Lu Yi's body softened as though he had just woken up from a deep sleep.

"Hmm…" Lu Yi grunted as he removed his clothes. He pushed his body up to undress her completely within a fraction of a second. They enjoyed each other's rapid heartbeat and their scorching body temperature as their skin touched.

"Do you think I'm ugly?" She wrapped her arms around Lu Yi's neck as tears streamed down her cheeks that were full of scars. She was not pretending this time.

Lu Yi shook his head and pinched her cheek, "You're always the most beautiful woman." The sentence stopped, and so did their breaths as their lips touched. Now, they could only say their goodnight after the next dawn.