ious nature he always possessed.Ji Yunheng strode forward, grabbing Tong Yimo's wrist and pressing her against the wall. He raised his other hand, pulled down her collar, and pressed her neck, kissing...Why did the daylight suddenly seem so cold to her

As Tong Yimo was pondering this, she finished washing up and walked to the dining table. Seeing the breakfast laid out before her, she couldn't help but beam with delight.

There were two thermoses on the table, next to a piece of paper.

Remember to eat breakfast and take your medicine on time. I will be back in the evening for dinner.

Tong Yi Mo put down the note, and then opened her thermos.

Inside is red bean porridge, steamed egg, and dumplings.

All of them are her favorites...

Tong Yimo smiled knowingly and ate happily under the table at the dinner table.

Yesterday's unpleasant experience of almost being assaulted by that man in the car had long been forgotten.

But the feeling of happiness was only in that moment when I was with the day view last night.

In the following days, Leng Zhujing returned home even less.

But he wasn't because of Ji Siyan, nor because of her Tong Yimo, but because work had been really busy.

Tong Yimo suddenly realized that even though she was married, in the end, she was still alone.

She ate alone, slept alone...alone, facing this empty house in a daze.

Gradually, Tong Yimo felt that her intuition was right.

Cold Daylight married her, he probably just felt pity for her situation!

Because he was a kindhearted man, so...

Tong Yimo felt that this should be the case.

If that's the case, wouldn't her marriage be quite tragic

But, since she is already married, she has to be responsible for this family.

Even if he didn't love her, she would try her best to make him fall in love with her.

Because, she is his legal wife!

When Tong Yimo thought this way, her mood also brightened up.

She has to take action!

Thinking about this, Tong Yimo hurriedly opened her computer and searched online for ways to improve the relationship between husband and wife.

Last time, she didn't dare to buy the perfume. This time, Tong Yimo once again came to the perfume counter and bought it without hesitation. She not only bought perfume, but also a very sexy and beautiful nightgown.

Daylight, can I go home early tonight

After returning home, Tong Yimo typed this sentence into her phone's chat box and then changed the two characters "Day scene" to "Husband" before sending it.

In the office, Leng Zhujing heard her phone vibrate twice from beside her. She operated her computer with one hand and picked up her phone to look at it with the other.

Honey, can you come home early tonight - Yimo.

I have to work late tonight, rushing to finish the design drawings. — Day View.

After receiving Leng Zhuxiang's text message, Tong Yimo pouted sullenly.

She had prepared meticulously, it couldn't just be wasted!

Tong Yimo racked her brains and came up with another plan.

Honey, since we got married, you haven't really spent quality time with me. Can you please come home early tonight and spend some time with me — Yimo.

Here, the phone vibrated two more times.

After reading Tong Yimo's message, Leng Zhujing squinted her eyebrows in suspicion.

Is the woman sending him a message still Tong Yimo from everyday life

Why did he feel that today's Tong Yimò was completely different from usual

She was probably just bored at home and playing around with him!

Leng Zhujing didn't take Tong Yimo's matter to heart at all, and simply replied casually.

Get back as soon as you can. — Day view.

Seeing Leng Zhujing's message, Tong Yimo's heart was still a little happy.

After having dinner, Tong Yimo specially took a leave of absence to not go to "Yehuo" for her residency tonight and began preparing.

But she had finished all the TV series, and Leng Zhujing was still not back.

It seems like he won't be back tonight again.

Tong Yimo sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, her eyes blurred by the television screen, and she fell asleep unknowingly.

After work, Leng Zhjing only remembered that he had promised Tong Yimo to go home early. So, he hastily packed up and left the office, but unfortunately, he left his phone behind.

When he rushed back home, the wall-mounted TV was still playing. He thought Tong Yimo hadn't slept yet, so he turned on the lights and walked over.

Unexpectedly, Tong Yimo ended up sleeping on the sofa again.

Leng Zhubing turned off the television and then bent down to pick up Tong Yimò from the sofa. He was instantly struck by a faint scent emanating from her.

This fragrance is very pleasant, not strong but light, yet it's slightly intoxicating.

Cold afternoon, he didn't think much, thought it was the scent of bath soap on Tong Yimo. Then, he carried her into the guest room.

As he gently laid her on the bed, her robe slipped, revealing beneath it a sheer white silk nightgown that left nothing to the imagination.

Leng Zhuxi subconsciously rolled her Adam's apple.

"Hmm... cold..." Tong Yimo murmured softly, involuntarily shrinking her body.

Leng Zhulang came to her senses, just as she was about to pick up the blanket and cover her. She suddenly woke up.

Seeing a man's hand clutching a blanket appear in her field of vision, Tong Yimo was overjoyed. She got out of bed and immediately hugged Leng Zhujing's neck.

Her sudden move caught Leng Zhujing off guard.

"With tears…"

"You're finally back!" Tong Yimo said with relief, she thought he wouldn't be back tonight.

She knelt on the bed, clutching tightly to him who stood by her side.

The softness of her body, and the faint scent that clung to her, caused Leng Zhujing to slowly lift his hands and hold her in his embrace.

He inhaled her scent once more, Leng Zhujing slightly tilted his head and kissed her earlobe.

This kiss sent Tong Yimo's whole body trembling, as if an electric current ran through her.

Her youthful innocence moved him deeply. He cupped her thin back with his hand, and his kiss slid from her earlobe down to her neck.

Soft skin, fragrant with a scent, her youthful tremble, tugged at his heart so fiercely.

His movements were practiced, yet hers were awkward.

Tong Yimo didn't know how to cooperate with Leng Zhujing, she just hugged his neck tightly and let him kiss and touch her.

He caught her hand and showed her how to undo the buckle on his belt.

"Clank—" a metallic grinding sound echoed softly.

Tong Yimo's face was already flushed, and now she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

"Yimò……don't be afraid…"

Tong Yimo nodded nervously.

What comes will come...

"Yimò, open your eyes and look at me," Lán Zhùjǐng coaxed softly.

Tong Yimo opened her eyes.

His handsome, stunning face was covered in a mess of passionate fervor, so sexy it was suffocating.

However, the doorbell rang at an inopportune moment.

"Ring-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling—"

The doorbell was pressed urgently, sounding very jarring.

It was that voice, which pulled all of Leng Zhulang's thoughts back into his mind from the depths of the cold afternoon scenery, and also pulled Leng Zhulang himself back to reality.

"That...should we go check it out first" Tong Yimo asked timidly.

Leng Zhujing smiled wryly, got up from her, and very considerately pulled over the blanket beside her to cover her.

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