Time Traveling: the Only Beloved Husband

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When Shen Xiangyan woke up, Xia Rong was sleeping soundly with half of his small face buried in his chest. 

Touching Xia Rong's fleshy earlobe with his hand, Shen Xiangyan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth into a beautiful arc, there were still traces of him from last night.

Holding Xia Rong's limp body in his arms, Shen Xiangyan greedily enjoyed the warmth of waking up in the morning. A quarter of an hour later, Shen Xiangyan didn't intend to wake Xia Rong up, and skillfully took his own pillow and stuffed it into Xia Rong's arms instead of himself. 

It was not the first time he did this skillfully. Maybe it was because his own breath was still left on the pillow, Xia Rong just rubbed the pillow and fell asleep again.

Here I want to say that the pillows in their house are the ones he has been used to in his previous life. They are stuffed with mung beans, wild chrysanthemums and cassia seeds, and the pillowcases are made of high-quality cotton brocade. 

The pillows are just soft and firm, very comfortable. Moreover, this medicated pillow also has the functions of refreshing, detoxifying, and improving eyesight. When he first wore it, he couldn't sleep well for several nights because of the pillow. 

Therefore, before Xia Rong got married, he couldn't help but replace all the pillows at home with the ones he was used to.

Shen Xiangyan was afraid of waking up the sleeping Xia Rong, so he didn't ask anyone to wait on him, so he dressed himself and went to the kitchen to have a look. Although he thought about Xia Rong's body last night and only ate half full, he really bullied people. 

He not only blindfolded Rong'er with the belt, but also coaxed him to sit up by himself, ahem, thinking about this early in the morning, the more he thought about it, the more he felt tired and flustered. His body was still young and vigorous, Shen Xiangyan touched his nose, and put aside the unsuitable images in his mind, he couldn't continue to think about it. 

It's better to honestly go to the kitchen and take a look around to see if there is anything to please. Otherwise, wait for Xia Rong to react to what happened last night, and then wait for Xia Rong to be in a hurry.

When Shen Xiangyan came back with his things in hand, he saw Xia Rong sleeping like a kitten. The quilt that was originally well covered is now only left with one corner draped over the waist and abdomen, and the two slender legs are kicking around. 

One hand is holding the pillow that he stuffed him when he got up in the morning, and the other hand is stretched out. Far as if looking for something. Not only that, but the fluffy head was also hidden under the pillow. 

To Shen Xiangyan's relief, it might be because of instinct, Xia Rong still knew how to protect her stomach so that it didn't get crushed.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Xiangyan couldn't help laughing, rescued the little head buried under the pillow with his hands, and kissed Xia Rong's sleeping red face. 

I don't know how he slept like this, he was obviously quite normal before he left. Suddenly, I was a little regretful that there was no camera in this place, so I couldn't take pictures for him, otherwise it would be interesting to show him when Xia Rong woke up.

Xia Rongzheng was dreaming that she and Shen Xiangyan were in the village in the suburbs, and the husband took him to catch several big fish. 

Then he grilled fish for him with his own hands. It was good at first, but seeing that the fish was about to be ready, the smell went straight into his nose, and Xia Rong was hooked by the smell of grilled fish. Good fish for him.