My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Wen Lan looked at Bu Yufan's handsome and upright back with fascination and smiled sweetly.

She knew a little about his lust for her.

Just now, she was almost naked and being affectionate with him in front of him, but he only expressed strong love for her without any desire at all.

Such love, such a man, which woman can refuse?

After a while, Bu Yufan came back carrying a large tray.

"Why are there so many dishes? It's already midnight, and there's still people working in the kitchen?"

She looked at the exquisite tableware and steaming dishes in wonder.

"Room service is available all day, but at certain times at night, most hotels only provide simple noodles and dumplings. I think it must be Victor's arrangement that gave us this special treatment."

As Bu Yufan explained, he removed the plastic wrap and put the rice and tableware in place for her.

"It's so rich. If you hadn't told me I wouldn't have felt hungry. Now I'm even hungrier than before."

Wen Lan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of honey-glazed barbecued pork and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Well, kissing me must be very tiring. You should eat more."

What he said really made her blush and her heart beat fast.

Kissing him consumes your energy?

"So you mean, with you..."

Wen Lan stopped talking halfway through her words.

He meant that having sex with him was more physically demanding? This egomaniac!

She glanced at him secretly and found that he was staring at her closely, so Wen Lan quickly avoided his gaze.

"I mean, you performed very well just now, and you must be tired."

Wen Lan picked up a shrimp ball for Bu Yufan and added two pieces of creamed cabbage hearts.

"Of course my performance was correct. But what I did to you just now was all emotion, not technique."

He followed her meaning and immediately spoke up.

Wen Lan pouted in dissatisfaction.

"All emotion? All emotion, no technique?"

She took a mouthful of rice and blurted out.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is called useless technology.

Then when he uses his skills, won't he torture her to death?

Seeing that she had fallen into his trap, Bu Yufan started teasing her again.

"Why, are you disappointed? Well, I will definitely fulfill your wish next time and let you try out my skills."

He deliberately provoked her.

Wen Lan choked and almost choked the rice into her throat.

No, no, I can't lose to him.

"Okay Bu Yufan, you said it. If I'm not satisfied with your skills, I'll return the product!"

"Okay, Wen Lan, I remember what you said. I want to see when you beg for mercy on that day!"

The two of them finished the midnight snack with a mixture of fighting and making noises, arguing and showing affection.

The four dishes, honey barbecue pork, mustard shrimp balls, Geleshan spicy chicken and cream choy sum were all cleared out by them.

He cleared the table, put the cutlery in order, and placed it at the gate of the yard.

"Go to bed early. If you agree, I'll go back tomorrow."

He touched her face, reluctant to leave.

"Back to where?"

"Go back to Dailing."

Bu Yufan told her straight out.

Wen Lan was naturally a little surprised to hear this. She didn't ask any more questions and nodded in support.

"Wen Lan, enjoy your vacation, ok?"

He leaned over and wanted to kiss her, but held back.

He turned around and went upstairs, his back looking quite lonely.

Wen Lan went to the bathroom to wash up. Naturally, she couldn't understand his sudden decision to leave.

And his lonely back also made her worried.

Wen Lan walked out of the bedroom and went to the other side of the swimming pool, where she could see the terrace and rooms on the second floor of the villa.

While admiring the lush frangipani tree by the swimming pool, she hoped that he would appear on the terrace.

After a while, she picked a flower and looked up again.

The man, wearing the bathrobe she bought for him, was gazing at her deeply upstairs.

There were still water drops on his hair, probably because he had just taken a shower.

"Bu Yufan, come down, I... missed you."

Seeing him smile sadly and nod, Wen Lan quickly ran to the gate and opened it for him.

She pulled him by the sleeve and led him to the oversized bed in the bedroom.

"Tonight, whether you want me to be with you or not, I want to be with you."

Wen Lan brought a hair dryer, came close to him, helped him dry his hair, and spoke to him.

"I always feel that you are still worried."

She handed him another glass of warm water.

"I'm here to watch over you, so you can get some good sleep? Okay?"

"Wen Lan."

"Ok?"

"I think I'll be relying on this night to get through the next few days."

She smiled sweetly at him, carefully covered him with the quilt, turned down the air conditioner, and slept next to him again.

She deliberately lay higher than him, as if protecting him, and her chin touched his thick hair.

Wen Lan fell asleep earlier than Bu Yufan.

After she fell into a deep sleep, he gently picked her up and placed her in his arms.

Wen Lan asked him to go downstairs, how could he not know her painstaking efforts.

If it weren't for her in his arms, this night would have been the same as before. He would have been immersed in the abyss of domestic violence by his father and abandonment by his mother countless times, unable to extricate himself from the pain.

That night, the two of them slept soundly and peacefully.

The thick blackout curtains blocked the bright sunlight outside.

It wasn't until the cell phone that Wen Lan placed next to her pillow rang that she woke up from her daze.

She deliberately turned down the ringtone of her cell phone.

Who turned on a soft light and rendered it in front of her eyes?

Her back seemed to be pressed against his bare, strong chest.

Obviously, she slept taller than him last night.

How come she curled up in his arms while sleeping?

The pajamas of both of them had already rolled into pieces and were in disarray, and no one knew where they had fallen into.

When she was in a daze, Bu Yufan's strong arms went around her shoulders, his muscular upper body covered her, and he turned off the harassing calls on her phone for her.

Wen Lan could even feel the outlines of his muscles, how they were surrounding and branding her body piece by piece.

She felt, experienced, and engraved his body, and her heart was filled with a throbbing she had never felt before.

Wen Lan seemed to be still immersed in sleep and didn't want to wake up.

She closed her eyes again, vaguely feeling as if something was pressing against her body.

She stretched out her hand, found the spot, grasped it, and rubbed it a few times, trying to figure out its origin.

Was it the clothes? Or her perfume bottle?

Everything happened when she was half asleep and half awake.

"I say, you damned woman."

Bu Yufan's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and his burning breathing lingered in her ears.

"Don't you think that just because I pamper you, you can torture me so wantonly?"

He buried his head in her shoulders, his voice trembling and choking.

Wen Lan was suddenly startled, but not because of Bu Yufan's words.

Instead, it was the sense of touch from her palm that reached her confused brain.

She stretched her left hand out of the quilt intact, opened her eyes, and looked at the big C she had made.

Then she seemed to wake up and made a frightened expression towards Bu Yufan.

She held the big C in front of his eyes.

Bu Yufan nodded, nodded, and nodded again, make sure sure sure.

"If you don't get up from this bed, I'm going to hold you."

"Once I hold you, I will kiss you."

"After I kiss you, I'm going to do..."

Bu Yufan scared her.