Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

After she finished taking a shower and changed into pajamas, Ling Yi was still lying obediently on the bed.

So Wen Yang sat down on the edge of the bed while wiping his hair.

When she dried her hair and was about to get up to put the towel away, something suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto the bed.

Wen Yang exclaimed, and before she could react, she found herself being hugged tightly by Ling Yi from behind.

"Wife, you smell so good." Ling Yi's low and hoarse voice came from behind.

Feeling Ling Yi's hand on her body, Wen Yang's cheeks flushed, and she said shyly and anxiously: "Ling Yi... let me go, my hair is not dry yet!"

However, instead of letting go, Ling Yi became more and more aggressive and hugged Wen Yang even tighter.

He buried his head in Wen Yang's neck from behind and blew gently, "Let me blow your hair and it will be dry."

Feeling Ling Yi's hot breath on his neck, Wen Yang felt a tingling sensation in his heart.

She knew that Ling Yi was still drunk and it was useless to reason with him, so she switched to a gentle tone and said softly, "Since you're awake, why don't you take a shower and change your clothes? Our sheets are all clean and new."

Ling Yi was stunned for a moment by Wen Yang's suggestion. After a while, he loosened his grip on Wen Yang, slowly stood up, and nodded, "My wife is right. We should take a shower first."

Hearing this, Wen Yang let out a long sigh, quickly sat up, and helped Ling Yi get a set of wedding pajamas that their family had prepared for them in advance.

Unexpectedly, when she took Ling Yi to the bathroom door with clothes, Ling Yi grabbed her wrist and stopped her from leaving.

Wen Yang's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he asked with a suspicious look on his face: "You...what do you mean by this?"

"I think I drank too much, and my hands are a little weak, so I need my wife to come in and help me change my dirty clothes."

Wen Yang: “…”

She lowered her eyes to glance at the hand tightly gripping her wrist, and began to wonder how Ling Yi could have the nerve to come up with such an outrageous excuse.

In the end, she concluded that Ling Yi was still drunk, so he was talking nonsense.

Thinking about how Ling Yi had blocked the wine for her at the wedding, Wen Yang sighed and thought to herself that she should help Ling Yi change his dirty clothes before coming out.

Unexpectedly, once she went in, she couldn't come out.

Wen Yang was just about to put the clothes away for Ling Yi in the bathroom, but the next second, her eyes blurred and she was firmly pressed against the corner by Ling Yi.

And the clothes fell to the ground because of panic.

Wen Yang raised his eyes in surprise and met Ling Yi's eyes.

The eyes that usually looked at her with tenderness and smiles now revealed a rare sharpness and stubbornness.

Wen Yang swallowed his saliva and asked, "You...what are you doing..."

Ling Yi placed his hands on Wen Yang's sides, trapping her in his arms. He leaned forward slightly, his face gradually getting closer, until they were so close that their breathing intertwined. He then opened his thin lips and said, "Why didn't you call me?"

Feeling the alcoholic breath spraying on his cheek, Wen Yang shrank back and asked, "What are you shouting about?"

"husband."

Wen Yang: “…”

Wen Yang then remembered that he really hadn't had time to change his words today.

However, before she could open her mouth, Ling Yi continued, "Aren't you only willing to call the 001 fragments of the previous worlds your husband?"

Wen Yang, who was originally a little nervous because of being trapped in Ling Yi's arms, couldn't help but laugh softly when he heard Ling Yi's sour and aggrieved remarks.

Because she really didn't expect that Ling Yi would even be jealous of "herself".

"What are you laughing at? Do you also think I'm ridiculous?" Hearing Wen Yang's laughter, the expression on Ling Yi's face couldn't help but become more aggrieved.

"How could I think you were funny?" Wen Yang reached out and gently wrapped his arms around Ling Yi's waist, then continued, "Hubby, I can't stop thinking you're cute. I just hadn't adapted to the change in my status yet, so I didn't have time to say it out loud."

When Ling Yi heard the name he had been thinking about day and night from Wen Yang, he was shocked.

After a while, he came back to his senses and buried his head in Wen Yang's neck, saying in a low voice: "I still want to hear it, my wife, call me a few more times."

Faced with Ling Yi's earnest and lovely request, Wen Yang's heart was instantly filled with tenderness, and he naturally couldn't bear to refuse.

So she tilted her head slightly, put her lips to Ling Yi's ear, and whispered softly: "Husband, husband, husband..."

As Wen Yang called him husband again and again, Ling Yi's mouth corners unconsciously rose, and a full smile couldn't help but overflow from his eyes.

He hugged Wen Yang tightly and whispered, "Wife, I really like you."

Wen Yang gently patted Ling Yi's back, "Alright, alright, I get it, husband, I love you the most too, but now, let's take a shower and brush our teeth first, okay! You reek of alcohol, you're almost making me drunk!"

Listening to Wen Yang's accusation, Ling Yi did not resist this time. Instead, he obediently let go of Wen Yang and agreed to Wen Yang's suggestion to take a shower first.

However, when Wen Yang bent down to pick up the clothes that fell on the ground and was about to hand them to Ling Yi, he saw Ling Yi standing in the shower room with his hands raised high.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yang looked at Ling Yi's surrender-like posture, a hint of confusion on his face.

"I want my wife to help me change my dirty clothes before I wash them."

Looking at Ling Yi's childish side, Wen Yang shook his head helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you. Then squat down a little, otherwise I'm tired of standing on tiptoe."

Hearing this, Ling Yi squatted down obediently.

So Wen Yang walked to the shower room and helped Ling Yi unbutton his shirt.

However, just as she was about to unbutton the last button, suddenly, the shower head above her head turned on.

The water suddenly poured down, soaking Wen Yang, who had just taken a bath, like a drowned chicken again...

She looked up and was about to scold Ling Yi, but the next second, a domineering and hot breath suddenly hit her lips, blocking all the words she wanted to say.

Under such an attack, Wen Yang's eyes, which originally contained some anger, gradually became a little confused.

As the kiss deepened, she felt her mind gradually become blurred, and the only sounds in the spacious bathroom seemed to be the sound of falling water and her frantic heartbeat.

It was not until Wen Yang felt that he could hardly breathe that Ling Yi reluctantly let go of those beautiful red lips.

Before Wen Yang could catch her breath, she felt like an electric shock somewhere in her body. She shuddered and looked up at Ling Yi in shock.

It seemed as if he couldn't believe that Ling Yi was so bold.

In response to Wen Yang's shocked look, Ling Yi just smiled faintly and said slowly, "Wife, you are really hot."

These familiar words instantly ignited Wen Yang's memory of watching fireworks with Ling Yi on New Year's Eve that year.

When she saw Ling Yi blushing, she touched Ling Yi's ears and joked that his ears were really hot.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yi would actually respond to her at this time!

Wen Yang bit his lower lip in shame and tried to escape in panic, but was pulled back by Ling Yi.

Gradually, the moaning sounds were drowned out by the clear sound of water in the bathroom.

It was unknown how long it took before Ling Yi came out of the bathroom holding Wen Yang, who had blown-dried his hair and changed into clean pajamas.

Unlike his previous drunken eyes, Ling Yi now has clear eyes and looks refreshed.

He carefully placed Wen Yang on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then gently kissed her forehead. He whispered, "Good night, my dear. You've worked hard today. Go to bed early."

Faced with Ling Yi's thoughtfulness at this moment, Wen Yang didn't even have the energy to scold him. Ling Yi was just a big-tailed wolf, just a black sesame dumpling!

She angrily pulled the air-conditioning quilt over, buried her head in it, and ignored Ling Yi.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

After all, Ling Yi is really too troublesome...

Listening to Wen Yang's long breathing lying beside him, Ling Yi raised a faint smile.

After lowering his eyes again to look at the person lying beside him, he reluctantly turned off the light, ending this memorable day.