If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Wan Chuncao pressed a knuckle against Xu Muyu's lips: "Shh, I know it all. It's normal for the engine to misfire or fail to start after a machine has not been used for a long time."

"You've been single for so many years, don't worry, husband. I really understand your feelings."

"..."Xu Muyu's mouth was blocked and his face turned red and white.

After a moment of silence, he took her fingers off and looked up at her with deep eyes: "You mean, I can't do it?"

Wan Chuncao asked Xu Muyu not to speak so harshly to herself: "Don't say that to yourself, it's God who is unfair."

Xu Muyu's eyes were still as deep as ever: "Why do you think so?"

Wan Chuncao said: "It's not why I think this way, it's because I don't think enough."

"I was so mesmerized by your little face that I completely forgot about your hard requirements."

She said, "Just like last night, I was not thoughtful enough to consider your situation at all, and I didn't take care of your body at all. The same goes for your mind. It's my fault that I didn't explore it properly."

Xu Muyu's expression changed several times: "You mean, it was because of me last night?"

Nothing happened, was it because of him?

Wan Chuncao didn't say that. She just comforted him: "Husband, relax, we will take it slowly. The sun always comes after the storm. We will work together and overcome the difficulties."

"As a man, after the age of 20, you start to feel powerless. This is normal. Don't think too much about it. Men all over the world are the same. The average level is around this. You can't blame yourself."

She became more and more excited as she spoke: "Your situation is a bit more complicated than theirs. You've been single for so many years, and you may not have done much manual work. Look at your hands, they're so white and tender, you don't look like someone who often sharpens guns."

"A good knife needs to be sharpened many times, and a sharp blade must always be unsheathed. Your bullets have been piled up together for many years, so it is normal for them to rust over time."

"Don't feel any psychological burden, and don't worry about me. I have the same feelings as you, and we must move forward unwaveringly."

"You must not be anxious. Just strengthen your exercise and keep your body healthy every day. I believe that one day your..."

Xu Muyu interrupted her directly: "I want to do it."

Wan Chuncao was stunned: "What?"

Xu Muyu looked her straight in the eyes: "I said, I want to do it. I want to do it with you."

Wan Chuncao was so stunned that she couldn't say a word: "Husband, you..."

Xu Muyu interrupted her again: "If you are worried, then we will do it."

He said to her expressionlessly, "What's your answer?"

Wan Chuncao stood there stupidly: "Okay."

At night, Wan Chuncao really saw it.

She shouldn't mess with someone who has been single for too long...

All the lights in the room were turned off, not even the desk lamp was left on. The little moonlight from outside the window poured in, onto a hand that was tightly grasping the edge of the bed.

Xu Muyu grabbed the hand back and held it again: "Where do you want to go?"

Wan Chuncao's shirt was torn off. She had her back to Xu Muyu and could not use any strength, so she could not escape.

She pitifully asked him to stop biting: "Hubby..."

The shirt on her body wavered, revealing something.

Xu Muyu bit her shoulder, hooked it lightly, and easily pulled off the last button on her shirt. He put his hand around her waist, pulled her back onto his legs, and bit the back of her neck.

He had already left many bite marks on her body, and he would leave one more until her entire body was covered with his marks.

Wan Chuncao trembled as she reached back randomly. When she touched Xu Muyu's naked body, her hands trembled even more in shock: "...Husband..."

Xu Muyu hugged her and rubbed her thighs fiercely twice, making her legs tremble.

He bit the back of her neck, grabbed the slightly trembling hand and held it, then placed both hands on his body and touched down along his abdomen.

Guan Chuncao was held in Xu Muyu's arms, and her hand was held and she slid down his waist.

Even if she hadn't touched it yet, she had already felt it. How could she not feel anything while sitting on his lap?

She wanted to use her hands, but she was still afraid. She bit her lower lip and asked Xu Muyu to let her go: "I, I don't want to do it anymore..."

Xu Muyu held her earlobe in his mouth, his throat dry and parched: "I said I wanted to do it. You agreed."

"Slow down..." His low voice drilled into her ears, causing a tingling sensation. Wan Chuncao curled up her body to hide, and the big hand that was holding her went back into her clothes.

Xu Muyu finally didn't want to go that far and let go of her hand.

But he didn't intend to let her go easily, and his hands touched every inch of her skin roughly.

Her thighs, which she rubbed twice, quickly came together.

And her slender waist, he just loved her waist so much, he could hold it in his hand with just one pinch.

The pair of big hands were pinching and kneading her waist, but Wan Chuncao didn't feel any pain. All she could feel was her body getting softer and softer, so soft that she couldn't find any support.

After holding on for a few more seconds, he grasped her waist and she fell back onto the bed limply.

She really couldn't hold on any longer, and her sanity was about to fly away.

Xu Muyu was not in a hurry to pull her back again. He pinched her slender waist and stretched out his hand to touch her back.

His slender fingers quickly fell on the row of difficult buttons.

This time, he did not untie it immediately, but hooked it with his fingertips with interest to see its structure.

His hands would sometimes lift up the row of buttons with malicious intent, and sometimes leave them there, trying not to unbutton them. This repeated process only made her so nervous that she wanted to curl up again.

In the end, the row of buttons was still not unbuttoned, and Wan Chuncao was the first to give up.

Wan Chuncao bit her lower lip, turned around, and looked at Xu Muyu with tears in her eyes: "Husband..."

In the broken moonlight, her long hair was disheveled, her eyes were misty, her lower lip was bitten, and her flushed face was hazy with a veil of lust. She looked pitiful, yet beautiful.

Xu Muyu looked at her for a long time before pulling her back and biting her shoulder again: "Okay. I won't do it anymore..."

Guan Chuncao hid in Xu Muyu's arms and gasped uselessly over and over again. Her body felt so soft and numb that thinking became so difficult.

She finally believed that nothing happened last night and it was definitely not Xu Muyu's problem.

It must be that the volume of the TV was too loud and scared Xu Muyu back.

Otherwise, why didn't she realize last night that Xu Muyu was not just a pretty face.

Not only tonight, but the next few days made Guan Chuncao completely believe that Xu Muyu was real.

He really is, really is.

The next few days also made Xu Muyu reach the limit of his patience.

Even every time Wan Chuncao escaped, and every time he dragged her back and held her in his arms, he became addicted.

Time and again, they indulged themselves and endured.

Endure to the extreme, then release your reason, and then sink into it again.

This kind of forbearance, which is more painful than outright indulgence, makes people unable to stop, and makes them unable to help but get deeply involved and indulge in it until they are lost.