Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Su Chen fell asleep while holding his sweet and soft wife. He didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, there was no one next to him. The sound of running water could be heard in the bathroom.

I got up from the bed and walked over, then raised my hand and knocked on the bathroom door: "Wife, I want to take a shower too."

"..."

Qin Wushuang looked in the mirror and saw ambiguous red marks all over his body, which were particularly conspicuous on his fair skin. He pressed his forehead and his ears turned red. It seemed that he had really had an erotic dream before.

This guy used to be very gentle, but this time he is too fierce. If these marks on his body are not removed, how can he wear a dress to the party tonight?

Thinking of this, I felt a little depressed and snorted: "Don't come in, I will wash it myself, you can come in later to wash it."

Su Chen leaned against the door, looking at the shadowy figure on the bathroom glass. The heat that he had just suppressed began to stir again, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Wife, I've been out for a long time this time and I miss you so much. Don't you miss me? Come open the door and let me in, okay?"

After Qin Wushuang quickly washed, he applied ointment to every visible part of his body, but he couldn't reach the kiss mark on his back.

He let out a breath slowly. Never mind. It was his fault. Let him take responsibility for it. It was just right for him to apply the medicine.

She opened the door wrapped in a towel and said unhappily, "Come in and help me apply the medicine. I can't reach the area on my back. I have to attend a party tonight, so I need to remove the marks quickly."

Su Chen walked in, took the ointment box and began to apply it carefully, his movements very gentle: "Does it hurt, honey?"

"...It doesn't hurt. Why are you like a different person today? You didn't even tell me you were back. I'll send someone to pick you up."

"I missed you. This trip was quite far. I should have been back half a month earlier, but who knew we'd run into terrorists on the plane? Now it's too late."

Qin Wushuang turned around abruptly upon hearing this, with worry in his eyes: "Are you injured? No wonder I couldn't contact you. I thought you were inconvenient to catch ghosts."

"It just so happens that I'm going abroad again this time. I'm so busy that I'm dizzy. How did you get back?"

Don't tell her that it was the whale that brought him ashore again.

Su Chen kept moving his hands as he briefly explained what happened: "That's roughly the situation. Fortunately, I calculated that there was an island nearby, otherwise it would have been a disaster for the plane to land."

"There's no ghost hunting, but there are people and trees. I went to the research institute to hand it in, which delayed me a bit. In total, it took me a month."

Thinking that he hadn't touched his wife for a month, he couldn't control himself. His Adam's apple rolled and his eyes scanned her body with fiery eyes.

Qin Wushuang noticed his strange look. To be honest, she had thought about it a little, but this guy was a bit reckless now. If he left any traces, it would be difficult to erase them.

"You...be gentle, don't leave any marks."

Su Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this. He picked up the person and put him on the sink. He leaned over and his voice was unusually hoarse.

"Well, I will be gentle."

Soon the bathroom became hot, and the woman's suppressed voice came out quietly. It was unknown how long it took before she opened the door, and she had already collapsed in the man's arms.

Qin Wushuang didn't have the strength to move a finger. He closed his eyes and said shyly: "Please rub my waist for me. I want to sleep for a while. Call me when it's time for dinner."

"There's a banquet at 8 o'clock tonight. I need to go. You can come with me. We'll just go through the motions and then come back."

Su Chen looked very satisfied: "As you wish, my dear wife."

Seeing him like this, Qin Wushuang curled up a gentle smile and fell asleep due to exhaustion. The consequence of indulgence was that he almost overslept.

In the evening, the two men put on their formal attire. Qin Wushuang had basically recovered. She held the man's arm, got in the car and headed towards the private manor. On the way, Qin Wushuang briefly explained the situation.

"We're going to attend the old master's 80th birthday party. He has a good relationship with my grandfather, but as you know, my grandfather is ill now and his memory has deteriorated to that of a teenager."