When Wang Weixi got home, he put the dishes in the kitchen and then went to the bedroom. As he saw Chen Kexin snore loudly in her sleep, he felt helpless at it.
"My wife really didn't get up!" Wang Weixi shook his head helplessly and put the quilt on Chen Kexin carefully. Then he walked out with a crappy and went to the kitchen to get busy.
In the bedroom, Chen Kexin enjoyed the midday sun comfortably. Although she was dreaming, she also lamented why the house didn't have a floor-to-ceiling window. Suddenly she missed the days at home. This feeling was very strange, and she opened her eyes.
Her eyes were moist for no reason.
"Zzz"
The sound of the dish was mixed with a scent of fragrance, which attracted Chen Kexin. She subconsciously rubbed her eyes, and the cold tears wet the back of her hand. She sat up, and her messy hair covered her slightly sad face at the moment.
She suddenly remembered the photo that she had thrown into the trash bin that day. "Will Dad pick it up and put it back? Or just left it lying there? Or maybe he can't stand it anymore and throw the photo away?"
Wang Weixi was in the kitchen, and he did not know about these things. The sunlight lingered through the screens, making him feel that the days were still so beautiful.
Chen Kexin lay down listlessly with her eyes closed and opened them again in a moment. She sighed helplessly. "Uh... I have said that I wouldn't grieve over the passing of the spring anymore. How can I become so depressed again?" Thinking of this, she reached out her hands and licked her face as if to make herself a ball.
If she had a mirror above her head, she would have been stunned by her distorted face. At this moment, Wang Weixi had already opened the door gently. The dish would be cooked quickly. He then adjusted the fire and wanted to call Chen Kexin to get up.
Chen Kexin sat up, and her hand was still on her face. She looked at Weixi with a strange expression. When she saw Wang Weixi, who could not help but laugh, she realized how embarrassed she looked like now, so she hurriedly released her hands and spit out her tongue to Wang Weixi awkwardly.
Wang Weixi's face was a little blush. He hadn't seen his wife's cute look for a long time. The little flame in his heart burned at this moment.
He turned to think,"My wife and I are together every day, and it is only this morning that we were departed. She usually doesn't get up until noon or afternoon. Why didn't I feel this way at that time?" Now he discovered that he had loved her so much. He didn't want to separate with her for a minute or a second.
When he walked over to her and sat down, Chen Kexin had already leaned in his arms. Wang Weixi squeezed one of his hands on her cheek, and the other hand hugged her waist. Her slender waist was like a willow. Every night when he licked this waist, he felt that his life was already complete.
Chen Kexin's arms hooked Wang Weixi's neck restlessly. Her face was gently rubbed and buried in his chest as she spoke, "Dear, do you miss me?"
Wang Weixi bowed his head, gently kissed her forehead, then slowly lowered his head, and picked up the hair near her ears, revealing her delicate little ears. A gentle smile evoked on Wang Weixi's face, and he gently snorted in one of Chen Kexin's ears. The breath was gentle and sultry. Chen Kexin released her arms around his neck, and her hands slowly slipped downto Wang Weixi's waist. She then chuckled.
Wang Weixi faced the beauty in his arms, whose reddish face was so tempting at the moment. Wang Weixi couldn't help but crush Chen Kexin in bed.
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Saving Wang
RomanceWang Weixi, a boy from a mountain village, had a cyber-date with Chen Kexin, a girl from a wealthy family. After a one-night stand, they tied the knot. He thought he married a pretty and lovely wife, so he did not expect that he had to do all the do...