Luan Xing nodded with satisfaction: "Yes. I also think it's great that you have Xuanxuan by your side."
Zuo Baixuan blushed at what was said.
Luan Yenan can praise her if he wants, but why is he bragging about her in front of his mother?
But under Luan Xing's gaze, Zuo Baixuan firmly held Luan Yenan's hand.
Because she remembered Luan Yenan's words and the story they had told. Luan Xing was the biological mother of the "little girl" in the story.
Zuo Baixuan wanted to make a promise to Luan Yenan's mother through her actions, so that she could feel at ease.
Luan Yenan's expression froze slightly.
She was put her arm around the shoulder and held by the hand by Zuo Baixuan.
This is not how Omega in this world usually treats Alpha.
Moreover, this is the first time they've shown their affection so openly and naturally, without any pretense.
Luan Yenan was somewhat surprised by Zuo Baixuan's reaction.
Zuo Baixuan's face was still flushed, embarrassed, but her eyes were firm as she met Luan Yenan's gaze.
It is fortunate to be able to make a firm choice for oneself.
Especially for Luan Yenan, who had nothing but his career in his previous life.
A warm feeling welled up in Luan Yenan's heart. She placed Zuo Baixuan's hand in her palm and said to Luan Xing, "Mom, you see, Xuanxuan loves me very much."
Zuo Baixuan was even more surprised by Luan Yenan's reaction; he actually dared to show off in front of his mother.
Zuo Baixuan blushed even more and turned her head away.
Her blushing face was reflected in the car window, but she wore a big smile that she rarely saw even in her dreams.
...
The driver took Luan Zuo and his wife home. The couple said goodbye to Luan Xing and went upstairs.
Luan Yenan was still playing with Zuo Baixuan's hand, looking like he couldn't put it down.
Zuo Baixuan felt inexplicably nervous.
Unexpectedly, after confirming the relationship, I felt even more lost than when it was just a contractual relationship.
How should she face Luan Yenan?
It seems like they didn't even go through a process of getting to know each other before suddenly becoming real wives.
This statement may seem strange.
After all, to outsiders, they had been legally married for more than half a year.
Even from Jiang Lingdan's perspective as an outsider, they had been dating for almost half a year.
But Zuo Baixuan, the person directly involved, became hesitant at this moment, unsure how to transition into the role of "Luan Yenan's wife".
Luan Yenan kept observing Zuo Baixuan through the reflection in the elevator.
In just a few dozen seconds, as the elevator moved from the first floor to the top floor, it seemed as if Zuo Baixuan's mind was engaged in a series of internal struggles.
Luan Yenan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zuo Baixuan's stiff movements, as if she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
As the elevator doors opened and the two walked out, she leaned down and whispered in Zuo Baixuan's ear with a smile, "How can you be so cute? Are you nervous just going home?"
go home.
Zuo Baixuan's breathing became rapid, and she gradually began to feel a sense of reality about the word. Her fingers nervously rubbed against the edge of her trouser leg.
"I'm not nervous at all!" Zuo Baixuan stood in front of the door, still stubbornly refuting.
Luan Yenan just smiled and didn't expose her.
Because it's normal.
This has been Zuo Baixuan's behavioral habit for many years.
Disrupting the existing balance will make her feel uneasy, and that's understandable.
Luan Yenan calmly swiped the keypad lock and opened the heavy door.
The objects inside the house remained unchanged, but the house held a completely different meaning for them.
Looking at her finally complete "home," Zuo Baixuan pursed her lips and took two steps forward: "Are you thirsty? Let me get you a glass of water."
Luan Yenan held her hand tightly and laughed, "No rush. Why are you treating me like a guest? I'm not here as a guest."
"Doesn't the lady of the house drink water? Look at you, your lips are all chapped." Zuo Baixuan retorted, reaching out to press her hand against Luan Yenan's lips.
Luan Yenan hadn't felt thirsty before. But now, looking at Zuo Baixuan, she was really thirsty and wanted something sweet to drink.
She lightly licked Zuo Baixuan's fingertips, trying to taste the flavor.
Zuo Baixuan slowly withdrew her finger.
Luan Yenan lowered his head and kissed Zuo Baixuan's lips.
The gentle and delicate kiss left Zuo Baixuan completely defenseless.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Luan Yenan locked Zuo Baixuan's waist, and the thought of taking advantage of her again took over his mind.
She was worried that Xiaobaihua's body couldn't handle it and wanted to give her some time to rest, but looking at the blooming flowers made her crave the nectar.
Their movements also coordinated with it.
Zuo Baixuan realized Luan Yenan's intention and subconsciously agreed.
She couldn't explain the situation clearly either.
The warm and intimate interactions typical of couples are somewhat difficult for her, but she is more accustomed to this passionate way of being together.
The kiss deepened and deepened, definitively stating their status as husband and wife at this moment.
Having finally satisfied her desires and recovered, Zuo Baixuan leaned on Luan Yenan's shoulder and whispered, "Let's eat first."
"I want to eat you first." Luan Yenan said in a light, teasing tone, like the crisp sound of a bell when a witch casts a spell.
Luan Yenan had no experience either, so naturally she didn't know how real wives should get along.
But she knew that since she and Zuo Baixuan were a genuine married couple, the way they could get along comfortably was the way a married couple should get along.
She then abandoned all self-control and helped Zuo Baixuan relax.
Zuo Baixuan's body went limp.
Luan Yenan's voice always made her ears itch.
Coupled with the unrestrained pheromones, Zuo Baixuan immediately lost her resistance. A restless desire welled up within her.
What else is important about eating?
Zuo Baixuan wrapped her arms around Luan Yenan's neck, and the warm kisses continued.
The room hadn't even had time to turn on the heat, but the intense heat emanating from the two of them was enough to ignite the surroundings.
Luan Yenan picked up Zuo Baixuan and walked towards the nearest side bedroom.
Clothes were scattered all over the floor.
The door slowly closed ajar, with only pheromones drifting through the crack towards the outside.
...
When the side bedroom door opened again, Luan Yenan was wearing the nightgown that Zuo Baixuan had taken and never retrieved.
She glanced back at Zuo Baixuan, who was wrapped in a blanket and hugging a pillow as a "defense tool," and her eyes were full of smiles.
I really feel like a greedy vixen right now.
It absorbed all of Zuo Baixuan's energy and spirit, leaving the little white flower wilted, while it made itself feel increasingly comfortable.
No, no, this won't do. Little White Flower's body will really suffer if this continues.
Suppressing his lingering desire, Luan Yenan carefully withdrew from the room.
Lunchtime had long passed, and judging by the time, it was already quite dark outside, so it was probably dinnertime.
Luan Yenan walked into the kitchen, glanced at the refrigerator, and took out everything edible.
After making the arrangements, I went back to my side-lying position.
Zuo Baixuan was walking towards the bathroom when she saw Luan Yenan come in. She exclaimed, "Why didn't you knock before coming in?! Why don't you close your eyes?!"
Luan Yenan found it amusing: "I came to call you for dinner, but I didn't expect you to be awake. But, looking at my own wife isn't illegal, so why should I close my eyes?"
"I'll come out to eat after I've finished showering, you eat first!" Zuo Baixuan couldn't avoid his gaze, nor could she win an argument, so she hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
Luan Yenan smiled, turned up the air conditioning temperature in the room by one degree, and then walked back to the dining table.
Not long after, Zuo Baixuan put on her usual pajamas and sat down opposite Luan Yenan.
Luan Yenan's eyes were still full of gentle smiles.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to eat? Why are you staring at me like that?" Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan.
Zuo Baixuan didn't know if it was because of the intimate contact earlier that she had become used to being shameless in this space, or if she had agreed with Luan Yenan's words when she was naked earlier.
In short, although I am still shy and at a loss, I am much better than when I first came back.
Luan Yenan shook his head slightly and calmly drank his soup.
Some details that only she could discover remained her own secrets, and she didn't need to tell Zuo Baixuan about them.
For example, although Zuo Baixuan was still wearing her usual conservative pajamas, she usually buttoned all the way up to her neck, but today she left two buttons undone.
The loose pajamas swayed gently, revealing Zuo Baixuan's fair skin.
The young girl, who had been hurt, finally let down her guard in front of the woman who belonged to her and gained a sense of security.
Zuo Baixuan also drank soup with Luan Yenan.
Of course, Luan Yenan wasn't the only one who noticed the details.
The tenderness that lingered in Luan Yenan's eyes remained even during the most passionate moments in bed.
The little kid hidden in Luan Yenan's heart is a pitiful child who has received almost nothing since childhood and has almost never been chosen firmly by anyone.
This is what drove her to desperately want to grasp everything that belonged to her.