Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan didn't fall asleep at all. Hearing the footsteps outside the door, she quickly lay back on the bed, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

The door was opened, and her breath was choked. He Yanlang only turned on a decorative light, which was very soft.

The footsteps came towards this side, stopped not far from the bed, and then the person walked towards the bathroom.

I don’t know how long I listened to the sound, but the bathroom door handle was turned and Lin Qinghuan closed his eyes again.

He Yanlang walked to the bedside, bent down and pinched Lin Qinghuan's face.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Sure enough, he was pretending to sleep.

"Asleep?" He lowered his voice and deliberately teased the girl who was lying next to him on the bed with her eyes closed.

As expected, no answer.

"Tsk... How can it be comfortable to sleep in underwear?" He seemed to be mumbling to himself, but also seemed to be tempting people to wake up.

The slender hand with well-defined veins has already touched Lin Qinghuan's nightgown, and is showing a tendency to get inside.

At the moment when his hand was about to drill in, Lin Qinghuan opened his eyes and pretended to be puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"I'll help you take off your inner clothes. Will it be comfortable to sleep in this way?"

He said it openly and didn't feel that taking off a girl's underwear was awkward or delicate at all.

What's embarrassing about being a veteran?

Lin Qinghuan propped herself up and sat on the edge of the bed, "I'm used to it."

"A habit you developed tonight?" He pointed it out without hesitation, and covered Lin Qinghuan's hand on the bed with his hand again. He moved closer and said two simple words, "Let me help you take it off?"

Lin Qinghuan pulled his hand out, leaned back slightly, and quickly took action himself, "No, I'll take it off myself."

She took off her clothes slowly and deliberately.

He Yanlang really didn't understand why she was being shy.

The two of them had been intimate several times, but Lin Qinghuan still acted like a virgin.

He had no patience, so he followed the girl's hand into her nightgown, held Lin Qinghuan's hand, quickly unbuttoned it, took it off skillfully and accurately, and then threw it to the ground.

Then the hand went back in.

Lin Qinghuan was shocked.

He Yanlang comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

He really had no intention of touching Lin Qinghuan, but there was always a way.

"Use here." He touched Lin Qinghuan's lips with his fingertips and smiled ambiguously.

"And here." Lin Qinghuan's hand was also led by him.

His face suddenly turned red.

"I'm very sleepy." Lin Qinghuan explained in a low voice.

"Sleepy? Didn't I just tell you to take a nap to replenish your energy? How could you run out of the room and hang around outside?"

It turned out that he knew everything. He was clearly in a meeting, so how could he have noticed her? And he clearly had his back to her.

"I went out of the room to get some water," she explained quickly.

"Huanhuan, I didn't say anything to you, why are you starting to explain?"

He was really good at attacking people's psychological defenses, which always made Lin Qinghuan feel guilty.

Seeing that Lin Qinghuan couldn't answer, He Yanlang smiled and said in a frivolous and teasing voice, "If you can't sleep, do something meaningful with your husband."

She left the room just to determine whether he was in the house, or to see what he was doing and when he would finish it.

"Maybe I have to go back to Longcheng early?" He Yanlang leaned closer again, looking reluctant to leave.

When Lin Qinghuan returned early, there was a gleam of joy in her eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Huanhuan?"

He called out to Lin Qinghuan once again, his eyes firm, telling Lin Qinghuan in a disguised way that he had to eat the meat, otherwise he would not be able to leave.

"Ah."

...

It was a little after two in the morning.

After being satisfied, the man's temper softened a lot. The lust had not yet disappeared from his eyes, but the joy that could not be concealed in his eyes proved that he was quite satisfied with this behavior.

Lin Qinghuan rushed to the bathroom with a look of disgust.

The person behind him smiled and followed Lin Qinghuan into the bathroom, jokingly saying, "Thank you for serving me, my wife. I will serve you the same way next time."

She didn't want that.

I'm so annoying.

It got all over her hair, so she had to wash it again in the middle of the night. Her hair was very long, so it took her more than ten minutes to blow-dry it.

He pushed He Yanlang out of the bathroom. Xiaolu's eyes were misty, but his voice was pitifully hoarse. "Get out!"

"Why is your voice hoarse?" he asked knowingly, leaning his back against the wall and looking down at him.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan feeling ashamed and embarrassed, he stroked her cheek again, "Are your cheeks still numb?"

Lin Qinghuan felt like he was really going to drive her crazy, and she stomped her feet and yelled, "Get out!"

If he didn't go out, the little wild cat would bite him, but he didn't want to, so he said lazily, "I want to take a shower too."

"Go next door. I'm really sleepy. Stop bothering me." This time, Lin Qinghuan would never give in.

If you keep teasing it, the little wild cat might really cry.

He Yanlang put his hands together in a gesture of surrender. Thanks to his delicate face, otherwise he would really look like a gangster. "Let's go together."

Lin Qinghuan had already pushed him out of the bedroom, and then with a "bang", the bathroom door was closed. He also heard a "click" and the door was locked.

This goal can stop him. As long as he wants, it's just a matter of kicking it away.

But it was indeed too late.

Lin Qinghuan was so frail that she couldn't stand his torture.

Just like just now, he started to get angry after a while. Either his hands were numb and painful, or his mouth was numb and painful and uncomfortable.

She cries and makes a fuss as if she's going on strike, and I have to coax her every once in a while, and she grabs me while I'm coaxing her.

He Yanlang looked at the long and unclear scratches on his arms, some of which even had fine blood beads oozing out. He looked so wild and ferocious. How could a man who was always gentle in speaking when he went out be so wild?

He took cigarettes and a lighter from the cabinet, walked to the balcony of the second bedroom, lit up and started smoking.

The time on the phone showed 2:30 in the morning. Large fireworks were blooming above Jingjiang Square not far away. He Yanlang was not interested. After smoking a cigarette, he waited for the smell of smoke to dissipate before entering the bedroom.

He Yanlang turned and entered the bedroom. The screen of Lin Qinghuan's mobile phone on the bedside table was lit up, and then dimmed.

After making a call, if no one answers, they probably hang up.

Then the phone screen lit up again, and He Yanlang walked over and picked it up without any hesitation.

Yo...

It’s Zhou Ran again.

He called in the middle of the night, and she immediately felt jealous. Lin Qinghuan was still in contact with this guy.

He slid the answer button and finally got through. The voice on the other end was obviously excited, "Qinghuan, you finally answered. Is it a bit disturbing to you at this late hour?"

"I know it's disturbing you, but you still call me."

Hearing his voice, the person on the other side was obviously stunned, and then his tone became cold, "Senior?"

"Why, Luo Yuming can't teach you a lesson, or I can help him to discipline you, you slut, calling my woman in the middle of the night."

"It's not my dad's business, it's me..."

He Yanlang was a little impatient, so he hung up the phone, took Lin Qinghuan's phone and walked to the bathroom, the bathroom door was still closed.

He didn't want to hear Luo Zhouran's explanation, he wanted to hear Lin Qinghuan's explanation.

He kicked the door with his toes. "Open."

Lin Qinghuan didn't seem to hear him. He Yanlang stepped on her feet with more force, and his voice became louder as well. "Open the door, Lin Qinghuan."

The sound of water inside stopped, and Lin Qinghuan asked anxiously, "What happened?"

What's wrong.

Lin Qinghuan hurriedly wrapped the bath towel around her. The impatient look of the people outside seemed to want to eat her alive. If she opened the door one minute later, she might die without a burial place.

The door handle unlocked.

Lin Qinghuan saw that He Yanlang had a very unhappy face. Why was he crazy again? He was fine just now.

"What's wrong?"

"Your old lover just called you? Why is he calling you at this time? Is he lonely in the middle of the night and needs your comfort?"

He held up Lin Qinghuan's phone as if it were his own.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't even blame him for touching her phone without her permission. He Yanlang could even crack her phone password, use her phone to pretend to be her, and send messages to relatives and friends.

What's more, it's just a small thing like answering a phone call for her.

Lin Qinghuan took the phone from him and dialed back. When the call was connected, she consciously turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, Zhou Ran."

"Qing Huan?"

"What's the matter that brings you to this late hour?"

There was a brief silence for a few seconds. "I'm sorry, am I disturbing you and the senior?"

After hearing these words, He Yanlang's expression became less gloomy.

"No, he and I haven't slept yet. What's the matter with you calling now?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so late. I just stole my phone from my parents' room. Will you come and see me off for my early flight tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, I have already told him and he agreed."

He Yanlang was very annoyed when he saw Lin Qinghuan kept using "he". He suddenly asked, "Who are you referring to by 'he'? What is 'he' to you?"

There was silence on both sides of the call.

He Yanlang raised his eyebrows, bent down to kiss Lin Qinghuan, and deliberately made a loud noise.

The towel was teased by the cold knuckles and could be easily torn apart at will.

Lin Qinghuan panicked, "He Yanlang?"

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at the phone that had not yet been hung up, "I want to go straight in."

After hearing the "beep beep" sound of the phone, Luo Zhouran hung up.