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

All you need to do is take the clothes out of the closet, organize them a bit, and then put them in the suitcase.

Xu Muyu took the unnecessary step of taking out Wan Chuncao's clothes one by one, putting them on the bed, and then sorting them out again.

When Wan Chuncao came back from discussing gifts with Liu Ma, Xu Muyu was folding her clothes.

What I folded were new pants. I bought them together with his clothes. They said they were couple outfits.

Xu Muyu folded them and put them in the suitcase, and Wan Chuncao also sat on the bed and helped him fold them.

"Is everything correct? Is there anything missing?"

Xu Muyu raised his eyes and smiled at her: "If there is less, we will buy more."

"There's enough stuff. Our house is almost full."

Guan Chuncao picked up a piece of clothing and folded it up without looking at Xu Muyu's smiling face.

"I've separated your shorts and socks for you."

Xu Muyu didn't look at Wan Chuncao's face again. He put the folded clothes in his hand into the suitcase and went to the desk to get Wan Chuncao's skin care products: "Take the new skin care products with you as well."

Xu Muyu bought the skin care products when he went to pick up Wan Chuncao.

Xu Muyu didn't know how to choose, so Wan Chuncao told him how to choose while she was selecting, and also agreed that he would buy it for her next time.

The lady at the counter also recommended a convenient travel size for them, but they didn't buy it, thinking they wouldn't need it, at least not in the short term.

Fortunately, the skin care products I bought have not been unpacked, so the packaging will not break easily when I carry it with me on the road.

After Xu Muyu put away the skin care products, he continued to fold clothes with her and said, "Look again to see if there is anything missing."

Wan Chuncao was also folding clothes and said, "Just help me put them away, no need to watch."

The two pieces of clothing were folded several times in their hands without being put down, and no one looked at each other.

There was silence in the room for a long while.

"One week. Not long."

The clothes in her hands were folded into several wrinkles, and Wan Chuncao raised her head and said to Xu Muyu, "I'll be back soon."

After she finished speaking, she smiled at Xu Muyu.

It was the same smile as Xu Muyu’s just now.

"I know."

Xu Muyu couldn't look her in the eye: "A week goes by quickly."

The two lowered their heads again.

After a while, Xu Muyu put down the wrinkled clothes and stretched out his hand to her.

Guan Chuncao immediately took his hand and jumped onto his lap.

She leaned on his shoulder and sniffed: "I'll only be home for a week. It's not like we'll be separated forever."

Xu Muyu kissed her hair, his voice a little hoarse: "I know."

It’s only been a week since I went back, it’s not a long time.

What's more, it's not a separation of life and death, so why would it be so hard to part?

Xu Muyu knew, and Wan Chuncao knew.

They all knew it was only a short week.

But they have been together for too long and have not yet learned how to separate.

No one ever said that a short separation could be so painful.

"quickly."

Xu Muyu couldn't say anything to ask her to come back soon.

He could only advise her, as well as himself: "A week will pass quickly."

It doesn't matter if we don't see each other for a while.

Maybe you won't be used to it at first, but then, then...

Xu Muyu didn’t want to think about what happened next, let alone dare to think about it.

If they were used to separation, what would they be like?

Wan Chuncao couldn't tell when she would return, and even she herself couldn't be sure whether she would really be back in a week.

But she couldn't say much longer; a week was a long time for them all.

"I'll be back soon."

She buried her face in the crook of his shoulder: "I'll be back."

Hearing this, Xu Muyu tightened his arms even more.

At dinner time, at the dinner table, everyone felt empty in their hearts.

Everyone was trying to find something to talk about, but the conversation was completely irrelevant and no one said anything. They just tried their best to keep smiling.

The atmosphere shouldn't have been so depressing, perhaps because Wan Chuncao, the most talkative person, was also leaving.

No one was in the mood to joke when they thought that only Liu Ma and Xu Muyu were left in the family.

After dinner, I returned to the room and saw Wan Chuncao’s packed suitcase, and the feeling of depression reached its peak.

"Well……"

Wan Chuncao hugged Xu Muyu's neck tightly and tried her best to raise herself up to cooperate with him.

Xu Muyu turned over and pressed Wan Chuncao under him.

He bit her neck impatiently, wanting to leave more of his mark.

The buttons were undone and Xu Muyu was leaning on top of Wan Chuncao.

They looked at each other quietly for two seconds, and Xu Muyu immediately pressed down and kissed her lips.

Wan Chuncao opened her mouth and let him in. The hand hanging on his neck was not hanging honestly. She was anxious to touch him.

Her hands were anxiously touching and pulling at his body randomly, without any rules. She couldn't tell whether the buttons of his pajamas were unbuttoned or not. She was eager to touch his body and feel his body temperature.

Xu Muyu supported her head with one hand and sucked her lips greedily.

After unbuttoning the row of buttons with the other hand, he quickly grabbed and kneaded it.

The string of reason was becoming tighter and tighter, and his hands had lost their balance, so he caressed her only based on instinct.

Her lips, her figure, there was a lot he wanted.

"Ugh..."

Wan Chuncao's hands suddenly grasped Xu Muyu's pajamas, and a cry of surprise escaped from her lips, revealing a large area of ​​her shoulder.

Xu Muyu let go of her lips, pulled down the clothes on her shoulders, and licked and bit her neck.

His hands were not idle either, he rubbed and grabbed, rubbing with his fingertips, provoking a greater reaction from her.

The legs that were hanging on his waist were about to fall off, and Xu Muyu couldn't bear to let go, so he continued to bite down along her collarbone.

Finally, the mouth replaced the hands.

"husband!?"

Wan Chuncao propped up her upper body, unable to believe that Xu Muyu really, really used his mouth...

Why, why use your mouth? Can't you just reach the collarbone?

She didn't have time to think about it. As Xu Muyu gradually moved over his collarbone and down, her hands held tighter.

Giving up grabbing and kneading, Xu Muyu also touched her legs from below.

Her legs were hung back up again, and he could touch her thighs up.

His big hands stroked the inside, and the hem of the nightgown was pulled up, and if it went up any further, there would be nothing left.

Wan Chuncao didn't even dare to make a sound under him. She also noticed that Xu Muyu's hand was still moving upwards, higher and higher.

She knew that the hem of her nightgown had been lifted up long ago, and if the lights hadn't been turned off, she would have been even more embarrassed.

With the help of moonlight, she could also see how much pain Xu Muyu was enduring as he lay on top of her.

His fingers were already hooking the edge.

"husband……"

Wan Chuncao's eyes were blurred with tears. She didn't say much. She bit her lower lip, turned her eyes away, and raised her legs: "It's OK..."

Xu Muyu seemed not to hear. He climbed up with great difficulty under the moonlight, his eyes forbearing and tender: "One week, very quickly..."

He can still wait.

Ok?

Wan Chuncao's eyes were filled with tears. She propped up her upper body again and looked down.

He said at this point that he could still tolerate it, but what about her hand in his pants?