Chapter 100: My Little Green Pomelo, Such a Delicate Darling

At this moment, Yin Hanyu’s heart was burning with fiery passion, so he decided to give Lin Qingyou a profound lesson—to let her know that her husband was not just a decoration.

However, when he saw Lin Qingyou pitifully crying out in pain, his heart clenched as if it were gently squeezed by a soft hand, leaving him at a loss.

For a moment, Yin Hanyu found himself in a dilemma.

If he continued, he was afraid it would hurt Lin Qingyou too much. But if he stopped now… well, the arrow was already nocked; there was no turning back.

As a result, their posture and the atmosphere between them grew increasingly awkward and difficult.

Lin Qingyou’s exquisite face was already flushed red with embarrassment, as enticing as a ripe apple, tempting one to take a bite.

She wanted to say something, but at this moment, what could she possibly say?

It was too shameful.

Like a quail, Lin Qingyou buried her head, wanting to hide.

But Yin Hanyu stared straight at her and asked, “Youyou, are you uncomfortable?”

Lin Qingyou: “…”

Ahhh! This clueless man! Could he be any less tactful?

Pouting in dissatisfaction, Lin Qingyou lightly punched Yin Hanyu’s broad and firm chest with her small fists.

Yin Hanyu, however, quickly reached out with his large and powerful hands, gently wrapping hers within his grasp.

Despite the sweat forming on his forehead from sheer restraint, he still suppressed his desire and anxiously asked, “Youyou, does it still hurt?”

Lin Qingyou looked up at the man before her, a man whose eyes contained only her.

Even in this moment of torment and suffering, he still put her feelings first.

A ripple stirred in Lin Qingyou’s heart.

So, she quickly shook her head, signaling that she was no longer in pain.

Truthfully, it had been incredibly painful at first—after all, Yin Hanyu had absolutely no technique to speak of. But as time passed, the pain gradually subsided, and she slowly adapted.

So, Lin Qingyou took the initiative and planted a kiss.

However, instead of landing on Yin Hanyu’s lips, her kiss fell on his sexy Adam’s apple.

In an instant, the fire he had been struggling to suppress became completely uncontrollable.

Gripping Lin Qingyou’s slender waist, he pulled her into yet another stormy round.

“Youyou…”

“Youyou…”

“Youyou…”

Like a drifting waterweed with no support, Lin Qingyou could only lean on Yin Hanyu, letting him do as he pleased.

A man who has tasted indulgence is truly unstoppable.

Originally, Lin Qingyou had wanted to let him have his way, hoping it would make him happy, but in the end, she really couldn’t take it anymore.

Helpless and desperate, she bit Yin Hanyu’s broad shoulder. “Be gentler!”

Yin Hanyu let out a low chuckle and obediently responded, “Okay…”

But believing a man’s words? That’s like expecting a pig to climb a tree.

Though he had just agreed, his actions told a completely different story.

Lin Qingyou’s body, exhausted from his relentless passion, no longer felt like her own.

She pitifully accused him, “Yin Hanyu, you big bully… I’m going to die…”

Yin Hanyu ignored her and continued.

“I’m really going to die…”

“Baby, I’m not lying… I really am going to die~~”

Yin Hanyu burst into laughter.

This adorable little wife was his.

He was truly the luckiest man in the world.

Cradling the delicate girl in his arms, he pressed gentle kisses all over her body, his voice teasing yet affectionate. “Youyou, I’m the one who’s about to die…”

It felt too good.

No wonder there’s a saying that a night of passion is worth a thousand gold.

No wonder ancient emperors neglected their morning court meetings for this.

Now, he finally understood.

“Youyou, let’s die together…”

Lin Qingyou instantly understood his meaning, and her face turned scarlet. Weakly, she pounded against Yin Hanyu’s chest. “You bully…”

“Call me hubby.”

“No way…” Lin Qingyou turned her head, acting stubborn.

But in an instant, she was met with another round of “punishment.”

“Really don’t want to?”

“Really don’t want to?”

“Really don’t want to?”

“Ah—” Lin Qingyou had planned to endure it stubbornly, but she couldn’t help letting out a small scream. In frustration, she bit down hard on Yin Hanyu. “Yin Hanyu, you’re too much!”

“Where am I too much? Hmm?”

“Everywhere! You’re a big bully!” Lin Qingyou used all her strength to pinch him. “Yin Hanyu, if you keep doing this… this… I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll what?”

Oh no…

For the sake of her fragile little body, Lin Qingyou decided to play the victim. She sobbed as she pleaded, “Hubby, let’s stop for tonight…”

“Call me again.”

“Hubby~…”

“Keep going…”

“Hubby~~”

“Hubby, okay?”

“And if I say… no?”

“Then I’ll cry for you.”

“Hahahaha… Hahahahaha…”

Yin Hanyu laughed heartily.

Hugging the girl tightly once more, he teased, “Youyou, didn’t your smutty manga teach you that men love making women cry in bed the most?”

Lin Qingyou: “…” !!!

She was wrong, she was wrong—she was absolutely wrong!

Yin Hanyu grabbed Lin Qingyou’s small hand and opened the smutty manga on her phone, studying it with great seriousness.

“Youyou, I suddenly feel like… this stuff is actually quite interesting.”

“…”

Before Lin Qingyou could respond, Yin Hanyu pressed his body against hers from behind. “For example, this position… If not for your ‘manual,’ I wouldn’t have known this was even possible.”

Excitement flickered in his eyes, as if he had just discovered a new world.

Lin Qingyou’s back instantly went cold.

No, it was burning hot.

His body was so scalding, it made her feel feverish.

Just as she turned to say something, she was met with a deep, forceful kiss.

Like a madman starved for knowledge, Yin Hanyu whispered, “Youyou, let’s try it—it actually looks really fun.”

Lin Qingyou: “…” ???

If this continued, she really would die.

But Yin Hanyu had already begun.

Helplessly, Lin Qingyou endured his crazed passion… Oh, heavens! Was she reaping what she sowed?

She had only herself to blame.

Yin Hanyu turned out to be an incredibly dedicated learner—with exceptional talent to match.

The entire night, he meticulously studied the content on Lin Qingyou’s phone, enthusiastically putting theory into practice.

By the time Lin Qingyou was completely drained of energy, he even sighed with regret.

“Sigh… My little Qingyou, you really are such a delicate darling.”

“Qingyou, from now on, let’s do morning exercises together. Your body is too weak.”

Lin Qingyou wanted to smack him into outer space, but alas, she was too limp to move.

She had trained in martial arts since childhood—her endurance was far better than the average person’s.

She was resilient.

But he was just… a beast.