。Doesn't this man think she's made of tofu, as if she'll shatter with a touch 。Tang Yucheng casually draped the towel over his shoulder, gently lifting her up and placing her back on the bed, then pul...Chapter 122 I Didn't Do That, Please Don't Be Angry

"Your second sister-in-law made it," Tang Yucheng said with a faint glance at An Xiaotu sitting opposite him.

"Um..." Tang Moqingye awkwardly stumbled for a moment, but he quickly recovered and immediately replied sweetly:

“I was still puzzled how my second brother could possibly make such delicious food. It turns out it's made by his wife, my sister-in-law! She's truly amazing; not only is she beautiful and kind with a graceful temperament, but she also has such great cooking skills. My second brother must have accumulated good fortune over three lifetimes to marry such a wonderful woman as his wife.”

An Xiaotu knew he was always slick-tongued and flattering, but he still felt a little embarrassed and his cheeks turned red.

Tang Yucheng remained composed on the surface, but seeing An Xiaotu blush at the compliments from another man, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

He coldly said to Tang Moqing at night, "Eat, get lost quickly."

"…" Tang Moqing looked a little innocent, he didn't know what he had done to upset his second brother. He found that his second brother's temper was becoming more and more unpredictable, making it hard to figure him out.

But when Tang Yucheng rebuked him like that, he didn't dare to speak anymore and silently buried his head in his meal.

Tang Yu Cheng acted as if he didn't exist, serving An Xiao Tu dishes and occasionally saying a word to her.

After the meal, Tang Moqing, a single dog as everyone called him, was fed a face full of dog food. After confirming that the two were fine, he finished a bowl of rice and left in disgrace.

After lunch, An Xiaotu took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them.

Finished, I turned around intending to leave the kitchen, and then I saw Tang Yucheng, tall and imposing, standing straight there. His handsome and profound face was unreadable.

"What's wrong" she asked, puzzled.

Tang Yucheng's expression was unreadable. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her lips. His domineering kiss was extremely possessive, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

She was taken aback, unable to understand why he would suddenly kiss her. After she came to her senses, she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck, her body unconsciously pressing against his.

"You are mine." His voice was low and husky, his tone extremely domineering.

His large hand reached under her clothes and touched her soft, smooth skin; his slightly calloused palm wandered over her skin.

An Xiaotu's body trembled slightly, a tingling sensation constantly rising from deep within her. It left her feeling disoriented, vaguely aware that if this continued, something significant was about to happen...

Her clothes were unwittingly pushed up, and the icy air touching her heated skin turned into a stimulating and comfortable sensation.

"Yu Cheng…" she gasped, her voice trembling. "Don't…don't do this…here…"

"This is our home, there are no outsiders, we can do anything here." He kissed her neck possessively, his desire burning bright, and began to remove her clothes.

He didn't give her a chance to refuse, kissing her until she was dizzy and overwhelmed with desire, meekly submitting to his every whim.

Their clothes were strewn everywhere, from the kitchen to the living room, on the floor, on the sofa...

The afternoon sun, between one and two o'clock, streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, casting a pale golden light on the two people, bathing them in a layer of sacred and beautiful radiance.

The temperature in the living room gradually rose, and the woman's pink skin and the man's honey-colored skin shimmered against each other, forming a breathtaking masterpiece.

……

Afterward, he kissed away the tears that streamed down her cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure she couldn't contain.

"Did I hurt you" he murmured, holding her close.

An Xiaotu's face was still flushed, and she shyly lowered her eyes, gently shaking her head. Thinking about how bold she had been to be with him in the living room, she felt so embarrassed that she couldn't look at him directly.

Tang Yucheng casually took a blanket and draped it over her, "I'll take you back to the room to sleep for a while."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked her up, wrapped in a blanket, and walked upstairs.

An Xiaotu slept poorly last night, and after all this commotion, she was both tired and sleepy. She didn't even know when she fell asleep.

Tang Yucheng had no sleepiness at all. Looking at the person sleeping in his arms, his heart softened.

His big hand gently caressed her cheek, his fingertips tracing the contours of her skin. The feeling of her soft, smooth skin was irresistible to him.

His fingertips gently traced her delicate and sweet features. Her brow, her eyes, her nose bridge, and finally lingered on her soft pink lips, lovingly caressing them. The sweetness of her scent lingered in his mind.

The sleeping girl felt a slight tingling on her lips. Unconsciously, she stuck out her tongue and licked it. The warm, moist feeling traveled through her fingertips, spreading throughout her limbs. This unintentional action made Tang Yucheng feel a tightening in his lower abdomen, his Adam's apple sliding, and his eyes darkened slightly.

The next moment, she suddenly bit lightly on the finger he had kept on her lips, smacked her lips, and rubbed her body against his chest.

Tang Yucheng felt the ice in his heart suddenly crumble. Looking at her, his eyes held a hint of tenderness.

In fact, he was a little uneasy deep down. He wasn't good with words and couldn't say sweet things. He was cold and distant, and he was afraid that one day she wouldn't be able to stand his dull self.

He only knew that as long as he could make her happy, he would agree to all her requests.

"Little bunny, you'll always be mine..." he whispered softly in her ear, withdrawing his finger from her bite and kissing her lips.

To turn over, and decide to have her again.

An Xiaotu was groggy, feeling like she'd had a very embarrassing spring dream. In her dream, a certain man pampered her inside and out several times, and the feeling in the dream was incredibly real.

I don't know how long it took.

She slowly opened her eyes and met the man's burning gaze.

"You...what are you looking at me for" An Xiaotu flustered, avoiding his gaze, her face flushed red.

Thinking about the spring dream she had just before falling asleep, she was suddenly ashamed and wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

He was looking at himself like that, couldn't it be because he made some embarrassing noise while sleeping

At the thought of this possibility, An Xiaotu couldn't even raise her head.

How could she, in this man's arms, still have that kind of dream He couldn't possibly think his act would satisfy her.

"That..." she bit her lip.

"Hmm" he replied in a low voice.

"I just had a nightmare, I probably didn't make any scary noises, did I" she asked tentatively, looking down.

"Nightmare" Tang Yucheng frowned, his voice slightly deep, "Is doing that kind of thing with me a nightmare"

"……" An Xiaotu was petrified.

Oh! She really did make some kind of sound.

Seeing that she wasn't speaking, his face inexplicably turned solemn. "Hmm Speak."

"Huh" She was stunned for a few seconds before she realized what he had asked, and hurriedly shook her head, explaining, "It's not like that, I just…"

"Just how" Tang Yucheng pressed.

"I don't even know you were right next to me and I would suddenly have that kind of dream, never happened before." An Xiaotu said, almost dying of shame. "I I I... Don't misunderstand me, I'm not unsatisfied, I don't know how this could happen..."all my parents and tell them to take me out When I get home, they definitely won't have any food left for me," An Xiaotu said with a pout. "Let's just go to a restaurant.""You can come back to our hom...