The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

The playfulness between the two gradually became more heated, burning rapidly like dry wood meeting fire.

Before they knew it, they had reached the bed, and their kisses became more and more intense, inseparable.

At this passionate moment, Yun Qing and Lin Qiqi simultaneously reached out to the second drawer of the bedside chest of drawers.

However, when they realized that the other party was doing the same thing, they were both stunned.

Lin Qiqi naturally knew what was stored in the drawer, but she didn't expect Yun Qing to be so familiar with this location, as if he had done this countless times before.

Yun Qing's eyes were filled with doubt and confusion. He didn't understand why he subconsciously reached out to take the drawer.

Lin Qiqi's eyes dimmed slightly, then she chuckled and pulled Yun Qing's hand back: "Aqing doesn't need these things now." Then, she turned over lightly and sat astride Yun Qing.

Yun Qing's originally confused thoughts were interrupted in an instant, his mind went blank, and Lin Qiqi's actions made his consciousness refocus.

Lin Qiqi whispered softly, "Pay attention." After that, she gently bit Yun Qing's lips.

Yun Qing's eyes instantly became dark and deep, as if a storm was brewing in his eyes. He stared at his little wife who was wantonly doing whatever she wanted to him, and an irresistible desire surged in his heart.

He gently grasped Lin Qiqi's slender waist with both hands, exerted force suddenly, and instantly regained the initiative.

Before falling asleep, Lin Qiqi had only one thought in her mind: This bed must have been chosen by Yun Qing. He really knows how to use these corners too well. What a bastard!

When she woke up again, Lin Qiqi was already back on the big bed in Yunqingyuan.

Apart from a sore waist and weak legs, she didn't feel any other discomfort, and her body felt refreshed. It seemed that Yun Qing had cleaned her carefully.

Lin Qiqi rubbed her sore waist. She knew without even looking that it was covered in large red marks. Yun Qing really enjoyed pinching her waist from behind. Last night, during the most intense moment, Yun Qing bit the tip of her ear and suddenly said, "Goblin, I'll die on you sooner or later. I really wish I were ten years younger."

Ten years younger? But Yun Qing is not even twenty now. So it must be the memories from before that dominated his consciousness.

Could it be that they are already middle-aged? Lin Qiqi thought so and suddenly felt a little resistant. If that was really the case, it would be better not to recover her memory. It’s fine the way it is now.

Could it be that Yun Qing created this place to find his journey of youth? Lin Qiqi felt goose bumps all over her body just thinking about it. No way, how could Yun Qing be such a superficial person? It must not be!

Lin Qiqi decided to ask Ice Cream Towel first.

"Tube!" Lin Qiqi called softly.

Ice Cream Cone was still feeling uneasy, and responded cautiously: "Master, I'm here."

Lin Qiqi considered her words carefully: "Tongzi, you've been with me for a long time, right?"

Ice Cream Cone nodded: "Yes, I have traveled through thousands of worlds with my master."

"Then, how old should I be now? Do you still remember?" After asking this, Lin Qiqi began to feel uneasy. What if she really is an old woman?

"The master is always eighteen years old." Ice Cream Cone said with a flattering smile.

"Tsk~ I'm not kidding you. In my original world, before I transmigrated into the book, how old was I?" Lin Qiqi wanted to knock Ice Cream Cone's head. She was still fawning over her. If her memory wasn't so unreliable, she wouldn't have bothered asking Ice Cream Cone.

Now that I think about it, the idea of ​​retirement and returning to 22 is probably all tampered memories. Even Lin Qiqi herself can't tell the difference. There are too many loopholes.

Ice Cream Cone thought for a moment, frowned, and said, "If we are talking about the original world, your age is 27, but no one in other planes is older than this."

Hearing this, the words "die young" suddenly popped up in Lin Qiqi's mind. Her heart tightened and she thought to herself: No way, am I really going to die like this?

Yu she quickly asked: "Then what is my current situation in the original world? Am I dead or alive?"

A beeping warning sound began to emanate from the ice cream cone's main brain, and the sound became louder and louder, as if it was going to pierce one's eardrums.

Ice Cream immediately understood that this matter was a top secret, and a high-level one at that.

It shook its head helplessly and replied, "Master, I really don't know. Because your specific situation has been locked down, there is no way to find out."

After hearing this, Lin Qiqi suddenly felt relieved. She thought that since she couldn't detect it, it meant she was still alive. She might have been locked up or frozen. Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved.

Lin Qiqi continued to ask, "Do you know Yunqing's age?"

Ice Cream thought for a few seconds and then replied, "I don't know his exact age, but he's not much older than the master. The master used to call him..."

The following words were muted. Lin Qiqi was stunned. Was this also a secret? It was just a name. Could it be a sensitive word? Could it be something like uncle, dad, or grandpa?

How is this possible? Thinking of this, Lin Qiqi shook her head and decided not to think about it anymore. Anyway, the worst that can happen is to take Yun Qing back with her. It's not impossible.

Just as Lin Qiqi was lost in thought, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the culprit who made her feel weak all over walked in.

Seeing Yun Qing's bright and glowing face, Lin Qiqi felt a surge of resentment in her heart. She gritted her teeth and thought: Why does he look so energetic, while I feel exhausted as if I had been run over by a truck? It's so unfair!

Yun Qing walked to the bed with a smile, picked up the clothes that had been prepared long ago, and prepared to help Lin Qiqi put them on.

Lin Qiqi turned around, with her back to Yun Qing, covered her head with the quilt, wrapped herself tightly, and said sullenly, "I'm not hungry!" After she finished speaking, a rumbling sound came from her stomach. The sound was so loud that even Lin Qiqi herself was startled.

Yun Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing. Lin Qiqi was immediately embarrassed and angry, so she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Yun Qing.

Yun Qing smiled and dodged, then picked up his embarrassed and angry wife and coaxed her lovingly, "Okay, stop messing around. I'll carry you to wash up. I made your favorite white fish for lunch today. Steamed with winter bamboo shoots and ham, it has that slightly salty flavor you like, absolutely delicious."

When Lin Qiqi heard about white fish, her temper instantly disappeared. She hadn't eaten white fish in a long time and really missed the taste.

She asked curiously, "When did you pickle it? Weren't we together all day?"

Yun Qing held Lin Qiqi in his arms while helping her get dressed and wash up, and finally gently placed her on the dining table.

There was a white fish with its head and tail cut off placed on the dining table. The fish meat looked slightly red and delicate, exuding an enticing aroma.

To make such delicious white fish, you need to prepare it in advance the night before, spray it with an appropriate amount of white wine and evenly apply salt, then leave it to marinate overnight.

Yun Qing knew Lin Qiqi's taste preferences very well, so in addition to using salt for marinating, he also specially prepared vegetable packets and spices to further enhance the taste. He also marinated the fresh Yangtze River whitefish and placed it in the outer room of the ice cellar for refrigeration.

It is obvious from the fish in front of you that it is steamed with chicken broth instead of water. It exudes a rich aroma that makes people salivate.

Yun Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, chuckled softly, and leaned close to Lin Qiqi's ear and said, "After you fainted last night, I immediately came out to deal with this fish."

Hearing this, Lin Qiqi couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She had asked this question unnecessarily!

She poked the fish in front of her hard with her chopsticks to express her dissatisfaction.

Yun Qing just smiled lightly, and the low and magnetic laughter echoed in his chest.

Then he pulled the plate closer to him and began to carefully remove the fish bones.

White fish is indeed very delicious, but we have to admit that the number of its bones is a headache.

However, Yun Qing's slender fingers, like those of a nimble dancer, quickly picked out the bones from half the fish. In less than a moment, the fish meat had become clean, without a single bone remaining.

Then, he gently placed the boneless fish meat on the plate in front of Lin Qiqi, with a hint of pampering and tenderness in his eyes.

Lin Qiqi lost her temper instantly. She took a big bite of fish and put it into her mouth. The delicious taste instantly soothed her restless heart. Lin Qiqi squinted her eyes with happiness, just like a kitten.