Chapter 22 Calling Husband

Lin Qiyue instantly regretted what she had done. What was she thinking!?

Lan Yuchu seemed to understand what was on her mind. He took her actions as a silent permission. Without hesitation, he sat up and pulled Lin Qiyue into his arms, his hoarse and magnetic voice carrying a hint of dominance.

“Qiyue, you didn’t let me go… does that mean you want to help me put out the fire?”

As he spoke, he pinched her chin. His deep, emotion-filled peach blossom eyes, her soft jelly-like pink lips, and her delicate waist made it impossible for him to resist. He ran his fingers through her hair, his warm breath brushing against her neck.

Lin Qiyue wrapped her arms around his neck, completely forgetting about being shy. Whatever she had been thinking—she was doing it all now.

Kneeling with her knees on the bed, looking down at his flushed face, she bent over and kissed him. This time, it was a real kiss—not like the clumsy nibbling from before.

Lan Yuchu grinned in satisfaction. Since Lin Qiyue had taken the initiative, how could he stay passive?

With a swift movement, he flipped them over and claimed his territory.

The kiss turned wild and overwhelming. He didn’t stop until they were both breathless.

Gasping for air, Lin Qiyue stared at Lan Yuchu’s face. At this moment, she felt just as overwhelmed as he did. She bit her lip and smiled, hugging his neck tightly.

Lan Yuchu, with a devilish, excited grin, leaned in for another kiss, but Lin Qiyue dodged.

“The light~” she pointed.

Lan Yuchu immediately understood and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

In the dark, heavy breathing filled the room, occasionally mixed with her soft, whimpering sounds. Like a wild lion who had just caught a little white rabbit and was about to feast—he first sniffed every inch of her, and only when he was sure she was ready, did he begin.

The little white rabbit regretted falling into the lion’s trap. Lin Qiyue deeply regretted being so bold—she should’ve just let him go take that shower!

“Lan Yuchu, you bastard!” Lin Qiyue’s eyes welled with tears.

“Call me husband~ if you call me husband, I’ll stop,” Lan Yuchu whispered coaxingly as he held his little wife.

Lin Qiyue was furious and refused to say it. But the consequence of that refusal was more torment. Her stubbornness shattered in an instant.

“Hubby… hubby~”

“Too quiet. I can’t hear you,” Lan Yuchu said, thrilled and full of energy. That word gave him strength to keep going.

“Lan Yuchu, you shameless man! I said it already, now keep your promise!”

Lin Qiyue felt like her entire body was falling apart. This damn man! This damn dog of a man!

“Say it again.”

“Hubby~”

Lan Yuchu heard it clearly and was delighted—he felt like he could keep going even more.

When Lin Qiyue realized he wasn’t keeping his word, she angrily scratched at his arm. She could feel her nails breaking his skin, but he didn’t seem to feel a thing.

It wasn’t until Lin Qiyue actually cried that Lan Yuchu finally stopped. He kissed her tear-stained face and held her in his arms to sleep.

Even though he had tried to restrain himself, Lin Qiyue’s slender figure made it very difficult for him. The air still lingered with the scent of passion.

Lan Yuchu got up, fetched a basin of water, gently wiped Lin Qiyue’s body clean, and only then returned to bed.

By dawn, the sun was already up.

Lan Yusui woke early as usual to go out. Summer break was just around the corner, and going to class each day was what motivated her.

Qian Xiuying didn’t make breakfast that day—she had her own work to do. She gave Lan Yusui some money to eat outside and hurriedly left the house after tidying up.

The night before, she had stayed up late making clothes for her daughter. Passing by the courtyard, she overheard sounds from a certain room. Her face flushed just from listening. Looked like her wish to have a grandchild would soon come true.

Lan Yuchu looked at the little wife in his arms, her body covered in light purple marks, and felt he had gone too far—he silently scolded himself for being too wild.

Lin Qiyue, remembering she needed to go to work, struggled to open her eyes and get up—but her body wouldn’t cooperate.

“Go back to sleep. I already requested a day off for you—you don’t have to work today,” Lan Yuchu said softly.

Hearing that, Lin Qiyue relaxed and drifted back to sleep.

Lan Yuchu looked at her sleeping face with satisfaction. He leaned down and kissed her cheek again. They probably wouldn’t talk about divorce anymore—his wife was now truly his.

When he got up, he felt a dull ache and slight swelling—there was a bit of soreness, too. But compared to how his wife must be feeling, he was in much better shape.

Lin Qiyue slept all the way until noon and only woke up because it hurt to roll over. She felt like her whole body wasn’t hers anymore—everything hurt.

“Lan Yuchu, you bastard! Divorce!” she cried before even opening her eyes, clutching her aching waist—it was killing her.

Lan Yuchu, hearing her voice, came in from outside and walked over to help her sit up in bed.

“Wife, you’re awake?” he asked with guilt in his voice.

Lin Qiyue glared at him, puffing up with anger. “You shameless man!”

She wanted to let loose on him, but one look at his face—and those damn perfect abs—and she just couldn’t do it. The curse stuck in her throat.

Tears welled in her eyes. She really was in pain. But the moment she looked at his face, the tears just wouldn’t fall.

Lan Yuchu, filled with guilt, raised his hand to gently touch her cheek, wiping away the tears that had yet to fall.

“Wife, I’m sorry. I really tried hard to hold back… I promise I’ll be gentler tonight.”

Lin Qiyue’s eyes widened—What kind of beastly words were those!?

She raised her hand to smack him. “You still want to do it!? I’m already this sore—you… you…”

How was she supposed to live like this?

Weren’t novels full of lies? Didn’t they say if you were mentally and physically ready, it would only hurt a little?

Then why had she hurt the whole night!?

“You don’t care about my feelings at all, do you?”
The man didn’t even listen to what she was saying. Wasn’t he supposed to be the male lead? Why didn’t he care about her at all?

“Wife, it’s my first time too. I really tried to control myself! I’m sorry, okay? Don’t cry, please? If it still hurts, I’ll take you to the hospital to get checked?”

Lan Yuchu hadn’t expected things to turn out like this. Those married men always said how great it was to have a wife and kids, but no one ever mentioned that their wives would be in so much pain!
Seeing his wife cry made him feel like a total scumbag.

When she heard him say he’d take her to the hospital, Lin Qiyue immediately stopped crying. “That’s not necessary.”
She was in pain, but she wasn’t injured. If she was sent to the hospital for this, the whole world would find out!

“Then… should I go to the hospital and get you some medicine?”

“No—no—”
Seeing that he was about to get up and leave, Lin Qiyue grabbed his arm with both hands.
This clueless man—once he was off the bed, he became a totally different person!

Facing Lan Yuchu’s guilty expression, Lin Qiyue didn’t dare to complain anymore. Blushing, she made a request:
“My waist hurts… Can you massage it for me?”

“Okay, I’ll massage it for you.”
Lan Yuchu obediently placed his hand on her lower back and started massaging with just the right amount of pressure.

Lin Qiyue leaned her chin on his shoulder, arms still wrapped around his waist even after they were done.
He was so strong—just thinking about life with him from now on made her feel incredibly lucky.

Her nose unintentionally brushed against his neck. This time, Lin Qiyue had learned her lesson. The moment she realized something felt off, she stopped moving.
Lan Yuchu was stirred by the touch, but knowing his wife wasn’t feeling well, he forced himself to hold back. Besides, it wasn’t exactly the right time—it was the middle of the day.

After several minutes of massaging, Lan Yuchu carefully asked,
“Feeling better?”

“Mm-hmm. Can you carry me to the bathroom? I want to take a shower.”
She reached out for him to lift her.

They hadn’t skipped a single step in what they were supposed to do, so she wasn’t shy about anything now.
Lan Yuchu picked her up and carried her toward the bathroom, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile—his little wife was so light.

“Let me know when you’re done. I’ll wait outside the door, okay?”

Lin Qiyue, suddenly a bit shy again, said,
“You don’t have to. I’m not a child—you don’t need to stand guard outside.”

Lan Yuchu shook his head and gently set her down at the bathroom door. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
“No way. I’m staying here. What if you call me and I’m not around?”

Lin Qiyue didn’t want to argue with him anymore, so she made up a random excuse:
“Go make me something to eat. I’m hungry.”

“Okay, I’ll cook.”
Lan Yuchu agreed instantly. Of course, he had to do whatever his wife said.

“Go on in. I’ll leave once I see you go inside.”

Lin Qiyue was speechless—but if she didn’t do as he said, he really wouldn’t leave.
So she closed the bathroom door.

Only when she heard the outer door of the room close did Lin Qiyue finally start undressing for her shower.
But when she saw herself in the mirror, she gritted her teeth and cursed:

“Lan Yuchu, are you a damn dog?!”

Her body was covered in purple marks. If they were any bigger, someone might think she was being abused.
This damned man—he really couldn’t be reasoned with!