C36 Great Craftsmanship

In the end, it was still because they had never given their feelings and had taken the right medicine. It wasn't too late.

Kang Wenyuan asked hoarsely, "What kind of man is he?"

Perhaps, this is the advantage of not loving, no jealousy, no anger, can be open, relaxed and friendly chat.

"He... "He's a pretty good man, successful in his career, handsome, handsome, gentle, and considerate …"

Lee Jingyu gathered all of Chu Qingyan's fantasies about men. He was an outstanding man that could only be found but not sought after. He could only exist in the daydreams of a young girl. Walking into reality would only be blaspheming to him.

"Why don't you like such a good man?" Kang Wenyuan chuckled. "Am I better than him?"

"You sure are conceited!" Chu Qingyan laughed involuntarily. She nudged him lightly with her elbow. "Since I'm married to you, I can't be attracted to other men. There are plenty of good men. Can it be that I'm going to fall in love with one?"

"Do you regret marrying me now?"

"No regrets, I hope that in the future, I won't regret anything either." Chu Qingyan turned around with her back to him, tucked her head under the blanket and said in a muffled voice, "You're not allowed to betray me!"

"No way!" He retracted his hand and turned around to face Chu Qingyan, his back facing her.

Chu Qingyan would soon enter her dreams if she slept alone, but it would be hard for her to sleep with Kang Wenyuan.

After tossing and turning for half the night, she really couldn't take it anymore. She quietly got up, returned to her room, and fell asleep immediately.

Chu Qingyan returned from sick leave to work on the third day of work. Ye Xiaoxiao and Wu Shasha came back from Hong Kong with a present for her.

After dinner, she went home with her present. Kang Wenyuan just happened to have showered and walked out of the bathroom wearing only his close-fitting shorts. His figure was indescribably good.

"He's back!" Perhaps her gaze was too hot, Kang Wenyuan reached out his hand and covered his lower abdomen.

She blushed and quickly retracted her gaze. She lowered her head and walked into the room. Kang Wenyuan followed behind her and said lightly: "Don't come to my room tonight."

"En!" She hadn't been home for a few days, yet the moment she returned, she said those words. It seemed like her efforts were in vain!

He added, "I'll go to your room!"

At 10 o'clock at night, Kang Wenyuan walked into Chu Qingyan's room. Without saying anything, his violent impact almost scared her out of her wits.

Chu Qingyan was in a daze and thought sorrowfully. It was not so much that she and Kang Wenyuan were husband and wife, rather they were bedmates. He only came to find her when he needed her, and he didn't interfere with each other when he didn't need her.

Kang Wenyuan didn't let Chu Qingyan go until late at night. They slept in each other's arms.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang twice, but she still didn't want to get up.

"Hurry and get up. If you don't get up, you'll be late for work!"

Kang Wenyuan couldn't not give him face since it was his first time waking him up. Chu Qingyan sat up sleepily before he finished his sentence.

Rubbing his eyes, he stared at Kang Wenyuan, who was dressed as Xiaoxiao. Only after two seconds did his brain, which had rested for a night, return to normal.

"You didn't go out for a run?" Chu Qingyan lifted the quilt and got off the bed. She smelled the rich fragrance of the fried eggs.

"It was raining outside, so I ran around the house for half an hour. I made breakfast and came out to eat after washing up."

"You make breakfast?" When she reached the bathroom door, Chu Qingyan turned around in disbelief.

Kang Wenyuan chuckled uncomfortably, "Hey, I'll go pour out the soy milk."

After a few years of marriage, it was Chu Qingyan's first time eating anything made by Kang Wenyuan. She suddenly had the illusion that the sun had risen from the west.

"Kang Wenyuan, your cooking skills are really good!" After Chu Qingyan had eaten her fill, she happily praised him.

"I'll do it this time, but you should do it next time." Kang Wenyuan picked up a tissue and rolled it up as he elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth.

At the age of thirty-five, he was extremely charming. Even the faint trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth permeated with the steadiness and restraint of a mature man.

As the possessor of this wine, Chu Qingyan had yet to reach the stage where she couldn't get drunk. People could admire and admire him, but it would be difficult for them to fall in love with him.