Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Su Chen's eyes became more gentle, and a deep and pleasant male voice sounded, coaxing softly.

Half an hour passed

An hour later, Qin Wushuang was completely sober. Looking at the people who were still in high spirits, his bones felt sore all over and he raised his fists to beat them.

"No, no more, I can't bear it, Su Chen, don't go too far, wuwu~~~~"

I don’t know how much time passed, but Su Chen looked very satisfied.

Looking at the person sleeping beside him, he stood up and carried the person to the bathroom. After washing him carefully, he changed the bed sheets and quilt covers. His eyes fell on the glaring red, and they were frighteningly bright.

The two fell asleep hugging each other tightly.

The next morning, Su Chen got up early to make breakfast, humming a song and smiling at everyone he looked at, looking like he was in a very good mood.

Wang Ma was wearing thick clothes and her voice was hoarse: "Son-in-law, why are you up so early? Where is the young lady? Usually at this time, the young lady is up."

"Oh, Wushuang is resting today. I will take care of her at home."

"A-choo~~~"

"Auntie Wang, you have a cold. You don't look well. Do you have a fever? Why don't you go see a doctor? The flu is very serious recently. Don't let it get any worse."

Mother Wang sniffed, her head feeling heavy.

"Oh yes, I need to take some time off to see a doctor. I'll trouble you to take care of the young lady. Oh, I can't do it anymore. I'm too old and my body is too fragile."

She glanced out of the corner of her eye and seemed to see something. After getting closer to take a closer look, Wang Ma's eyes widened and she became much more sober.

Pointing at his neck, she said, "Aunt, uncle, these marks on your neck, aren't they all from Miss kissing or grabbing? My God, Miss is so wild."

Su Chen blushed, thinking of the fiery scenes from last night. The tingling sensation seemed to still linger on his body. He felt a little guilty, "Ah, it's nothing. Just a minor skin injury."

"Auntie Wang, please don't leave yet. Can you help me find some ointment to reduce the swelling? My..."

Mother Wang winked and smiled mischievously, "Oh, there's nothing wrong with that. Mother Wang understands this. Young people are full of passion and it's inevitable that they won't be able to control their strength well. Wait, Mother Wang will get it for you."

A few minutes later, Aunt Wang came in holding a box and said mysteriously.

"Son-in-law, this is ointment, and there are treasures in this box. Take a look at it when you have time. As a man, sometimes it is not appropriate to be too unfamiliar. Learning more will be more conducive to understanding women."

"The relationship between husband and wife will naturally be more harmonious in the future, right?"

Su Chen hurriedly took it, looked around, and after making sure that no one saw it, he took it and hid it, then coughed lightly.

"I, I will study hard, don't worry, Aunt Wang."

Mother Wang made a cheering gesture and lowered her voice, "Have a baby soon! I've already passed the baby-raising and nanny certification exams, and I'm just worried about where I can put them to use."

Su Chen: "...Auntie Wang, you are so energetic!"

"Hehe, that's a must. Aunt Wang, I'm committed to becoming the richest woman in the house. A-choo~"

"Ahem, before that, Aunt Wang, you should go get treatment first and try to become a wealthy woman sooner rather than later. Only when you're healthy can you enjoy life better, right?"

Wang Ma rubbed her nose and nodded repeatedly: "Son-in-law is right, then I'll go first."

Su Chen cooked porridge and asked someone to watch him. He put the box under the bed, took the ointment, and went directly to Qin Wushuang's room.

Looking at the person who was exhausted but still sleeping, he applied the medicine gently. Looking at the ambiguous red marks, he felt a little guilty. Did he exert so much strength last night?

After carefully administering the medicine, Su Chen went out.

As soon as he closed the door, Qin Wushuang's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. His cheeks flushed, and he moved slightly. His body felt refreshed, but still a little... painful.

I opened the quilt and slowly moved out of bed. My legs went weak and I almost fell down. I couldn't help but mutter, "How can such a gentle person be so crazy in bed? Ouch, my waist."

I washed my face and brushed my teeth, changed into pajamas, and looked at the person in the mirror whose body was covered with ambiguous kiss marks. The heat on my face never dissipated.

Su Chen pushed the door open with porridge in his hand and saw that the bed was empty. He turned his head and looked over. Their eyes met, both feeling a little uncomfortable.