Cubes and storybooks, put them in the shopping cart, and went to the cashier. 。After settling the bill, he carried his things back to the hotel and went straight to suite 301. 。 When he reached the...After a long day at work, she returned home exhausted and couldn't even lift her hands. She collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

Not long after, the door to the room was pushed open again. Lu Hanchuan walked into the room with his footsteps on the carpet. By the light of the street lamp outside the window, he could see Fu Xiaoyao sleeping in bed.

He paused for a moment, then walked lightly to the bed.

The quilt was haphazardly thrown over Fu Xiaoyao, and because of her sleeping position, her clothes were also wrinkled.

Before, I had Auntie Song prepare some clothes, but she seems to have never worn them.

But Fu Xiaoyao's temperament is just like that, even if you give her the best clothes, she probably won't be able to wear that feeling. She might as well wear something simpler.

Lu Hanchuan looked at the person on the bed, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Oh..."

The person lying down suddenly moved, Lu Hanchuan's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back, but only saw Fu Xiaoyao humming softly and turning over.

She uncomfortably pulled at the collar of her shirt, maybe because she felt uncomfortable sleeping in formal wear.

Lu Hanchuan looked on, his expression unreadable.

Before she could catch her breath, Fu Xiaoyao rolled over again. Her hand plunged into her clothes and after a moment’s rummaging, she pulled off her bra.

A pure white piece of underwear was just thrown to his feet. The person on the bed seemed to have caught their breath as they turned over and changed positions, sprawling in their sleep.

Lu Hanchuan's breath quickened, the heat within him growing stronger with each inhale.

After taking off her underwear, Fu Xiaoyao felt much more comfortable. She lay there for a while longer before deciding to get up and take a shower.

Who knew, as soon as I opened my eyes, someone was standing by the bed!

"Ah!" She was startled, nearly falling off the bed.

"What are you shouting about" Lu Hanchuan frowned in displeasure, impatiently undoing the buttons of his shirt.

"I, I have nothing… I just find it strange that you'd be here."

Hearing it was Lu Hankan's voice, Fu Xiaoyao let out a breath and quickly looked at him with confusion.

"Why can't I be here"

His face darkened even further, "Fu Xiaoyao, you need to remember that we are already married. Have I been away for too long these past few years, so you've started treating yourself as single"

"No, I don't think that way."

Fu Xiaoyao realized she had spoken out of turn again and quickly got up to explain, "I didn't know you would be back tonight. I asked Aunt Song to help tidy up the guest room"

"A guest room Why would I sleep in a guest room Am I a guest here"

"No, I didn't mean that!" Fu Xiaoyao stood up and looked up at his dark face, carefully asking, "You, you are going to sleep here tonight"

"Can't it"

Her expression made him even angrier.

It seems this woman truly doesn't have a sense of being married, nor does she consider him her husband. Otherwise, why would she be so surprised by his appearance

For the past three years, he had never cared about these things. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't even know what this woman's intentions were when she married him!

Of course, there's no problem with that, but—

Fu Xiaoyao pinched her fingers, "Why are you sleeping here tonight Did you have too much to drink at a gathering"

"I seem to have had a bit too much" Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, "Then why don't you take a look at what you look like now"

"Me"

Fu Xiaoyao was taken aback, hurriedly lowered her head to examine herself, and then quickly covered her collar in fright.

"I, I..." She blushed, unable to speak.

Lu Hanchuan gave her a cold glare, his voice laced with undisguised mockery, "You just took them off so effortlessly, didn't you Now you come to cover up"

"I thought I was the only one!" Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly picked up the bra on the ground, hiding one hand behind her.

Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips. "Even if there's only you, as the mistress of the Lu family, you must always pay attention to your image, otherwise, it will be the face of the Lu family and your own that is lost!"

"I understand." Fu Xiaoyao lowered her head in shame, her voice small. "I won't do it again next time."

Lu Hanchuan let out a cold snort, no longer holding onto her. He took off his coat and walked towards the sofa.

Fu Xiaoyao secretly glanced at his back a few times, let out a soft sigh of relief, and then went into the bathroom.

Soaking in the bathtub, Fu Xiaoyao covered her face with both hands, her heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

I don't know what Lu Hanchuan is thinking. He actually broke the norm and was willing to move back, and he even wanted to sleep in the same room as me.

Could it be that he's come to his senses and is willing to be a real husband to her's not quite sure about that, he should know. 。Lu Hanchuan let out a light chuckle, “It has to be after the virus in our bodies completely disappears.” 。"So, you're saying we just wait for the final...