Zhao Mengli still couldn't bring herself to leave the main house.
At dusk, Qin Yu came out of the Alchemy Room and returned to the courtyard.
He glanced at the main house, a faint smile curling at his lips, then, in high spirits, pushed open the door.
Lin Shuishui was still cultivating.
Lin Qianqian, as usual, was already preparing food.
No matter whether Qin Yu would return or not, she would always be cooking at this hour, just so Qin Yu would have something to eat whenever he came home.
Qin Yu walked over softly, wrapping his arms around her slender waist from behind.
He lowered his head, drawing close to her neck, and took a deep breath.
The little wife's face immediately lit up with a smile, nuzzling in his arms before saying, "Husband, go sit down first, it's almost ready."
"I want to eat you."
Qin Yu lightly bit her crystal-clear, rosy earlobe, and instantly, Lin Qianqian went limp in his arms. She was about to say something, but her little mouth was sealed.
Mm! …
