The leader is my girlfriend

The wedding was hard, tedious and energy-consuming, but counting the money was a joy. Mr. Lu and Mr. and Mrs. An Chong directly handed all the red envelopes they received to the young couple and let them keep them. At this moment, Wang Yiming sat at the table with joy, happily opening the red envelopes one by one and carefully counting the money inside. At the same time, he did not forget to solemnly record each amount in a specially prepared gift account notebook.

In Lu Wanwan's view, his focused and excited look was just like a little Pixiu, and she couldn't help but tease him.

"How can you be so obsessed with money?"

Wang Yiming was not happy to hear this and he quickly retorted, "Leader, you are being superficial. What's on the table is not just ordinary money. They clearly represent the most sincere and warmest blessings from our relatives and friends to us!" As he spoke, Wang Yiming turned around and blew a kiss to Lu Wanwan. Even a small kiss was in the shape of love for you.

Seeing this, Lu Wanwan could only shake her head helplessly, scolding, "Alright, I'll just listen to you making excuses here."

Although she said this, in actual action, Lu Wanwan lay on Wang Yiming's back, gently rested her chin on Wang Yiming's shoulder, and stared at her little Pixiu with interest as it happily earned money.

After Wang Yiming put the gift account book away, he opened the drawer and put it in. Then, he tilted his head slightly, rubbed Lu Wanwan's neck with his head, and happily moved on to the next item. If I can't sleep tonight, I'm going to sail away!

"My dear wife, everything is ready. Now let your dear husband take you to wash up."

In order not to disturb the newlyweds, An Chong and Cui Jinhua washed up and went into the house early in the morning.

Wang Yiming was very considerate and attentive. He fetched water, squeezed toothpaste, handed over a toothbrush, and got a towel. Just when Lu Wanwan lowered her head slightly, closed her eyes, and was about to start washing her face, Wang Yiming suddenly leaned close to her cheek and kissed her quickly when she was not paying attention.

The sudden action caught Lu Wanwan off guard. After all, they were outside. She was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed and she glared at Wang Yiming coquettishly. But there was no blame in her eyes, but instead it was full of affection.

He feigned anger and said, "Don't bother me, I'm washing my face."

Facing Lu Wanwan's scolding, Wang Yiming not only didn't take it seriously, but he approached her with a playful smile, sighing a little.

"Boss, I suddenly feel that marrying me is unfair to you."

Hearing this, Lu Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "Why do you say that?"

"When you were at home, you had your own bathroom for washing and brushing teeth. It was so convenient and comfortable. You could even use a comfortable toilet. But now that you're living in a family compound, you have to use a public restroom. Your quality of life has seriously declined since you got married."

Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes at him and responded unhappily, "What's the big deal? Don't you have to go to the bathroom during work?"

Wang Yiming thought about it and nodded.

"That's true. Don't think about it. It's just a week now. We'll go back next week. Boss, you go inside after you shower. I'll be right there."

Lu Wanwan hummed lightly to show her agreement.

Thinking about everything he had experienced in the past few months, Wang Yiming was filled with emotion and joy. He truly felt that the three great joys of life—promotion, wealth, and marriage—had all happened at once.

At this moment, in this scene, I really want to recite a poem! Bah, what poem to recite, such a happy moment, of course it is - wedding night, here I come!

As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Ming could no longer contain his eagerness. Like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, he hugged Lu Wanwan tightly with lightning speed, and turned around several times in excitement. Then the two of them fell on the bed together due to inertia.

The angle was a little off. Wang Yiming realized that this position seemed a little familiar. Shouldn't he be on top?

But, who cares? He pulled Lu Wanwan's neck down without hesitation and kissed her. As the kiss deepened, their bodies began to twist involuntarily. Gradually, the angle changed "subtly". With his strength and skills, Wang Yiming finally succeeded in turning over and getting on top as he wished.

At this moment, Lu Wanwan uttered a soft, coquettish "Hmm."

Then he reached out and gently pushed Wang Yiming.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yiming was also a little nervous. Was he too anxious? But he couldn't stop now! How unkind and unkind!

Lu Wanwan lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Turn off the lights first." There was a hint of shyness and expectation in her tone.

Wang Yiming suddenly realized and quickly responded, "Right away!"

……

First time is new, second time is familiar. With his previous experience, Wang Yiming was clearly more experienced this time. One hand gently stroked Lu Wanwan's neck, his thumb rubbing her chin. The other hand rested on her waist, ready to sneak up between her hips and legs. He slowly leaned in and kissed her. Lu Wanwan felt a tingling and itching sensation from her neck, as if an electric current were running through her body, causing her to tremble slightly.

"Leave it to me, don't be afraid." Wang Yiming whispered softly, but Lu Wanwan didn't seem to need the comfort and courage at the moment. She urged with a coquettish tone,

"Hurry up."

Hearing this, Wang Yiming immediately perked up and took a deep breath. No matter whether it was a little wolf dog or a little milk dog, he would definitely let you know the law of the younger brother's real fragrance. It was time for him to regain his strength. Go for it!!!

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Twenty minutes later, Lu Wanwan was lying in Wang Yiming's arms. No, it was Wang Yiming who was lying in Lu Wanwan's arms, pushing and pulling.

This made Lu Wanwan laugh, "What are you doing? It's so itchy."

Wang Yiming heard Lu Wanwan's scolding voice, raised his head, and looked at her with a smile, "Just be close to your wife, and later it will be your turn on top, and we can do it again."

Lu Wanwan was stunned when she heard this, and then she questioned him.

"Well... are you sure you're okay?" As soon as she said this, Lu Wanwan realized that she seemed to have accidentally hit Wang Yiming's self-confidence.

Sure enough, Wang Yiming's originally smiling expression instantly turned into a bit of anger. He pretended to bite Lu Wanwan's shoulder hard, then stared at Lu Wanwan with wide eyes and retorted, "Why can't I do it? This is not my first time."

Lu Wanwan's lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but tell the truth, "The first time you did it, it wasn't as good as it is now."

Xiao Ming's face flushed with anxiety. "That time it was all because I drank too much. Alcohol had a huge impact on my performance! Have you forgotten what happened last time? This time will definitely be different. If you don't believe me, just wait and see how I perform."

Gold and silver cups are not as good as Lu Wanwan's reputation; gold and silver awards are not as good as Lu Wanwan's praise...

[The fantasy scene is that Lu Wanwan lies under him with a shy face, murmuring constantly, "Hubby, you are so great! Hubby, I love you so much! Husband, please forgive me..."]

But the reality is...

After making love, Lu Wanwan breathed softly, stroked Wang Yiming's curly hair, kissed his cheek, and encouraged, "Well, it's not bad. I hope you can have some room for improvement in the future." After saying that, the corner of her mouth raised a hint of a smile.

“…….” Wang Yiming’s eyes widened instantly. He had tried so hard, why was he still being “humiliated”?

Insults, naked insults, could Wang Yiming endure this? Yet, he could. He endured the humiliation for another five minutes, no, maybe ten. He firmly believed he could achieve new glory and break the record. "Xiaoming, don't retreat, don't stop, don't be defeated. The horn of the charge has already sounded. Believe in yourself, go for it!"

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This time the posture was right. Lu Wanwan lay in Wang Yiming's arms and began the second review.

"Eat more next time, or it will hurt me when I lie on your chest."

Wang Yiming was unconvinced again, "What's so uncomfortable about it? My chest muscles are so strong and muscular. I can even jump after practicing more."

Give him some time, and he will have "proud capital" in the future, huh!

“…….” What should I do if my husband is too confident?