episode_0023

Finally arriving at the doorstep of his home.

The sun had already set.

Lin Yi took another glance at Li Huayu’s door—no movement whatsoever.

He wasn’t even sure if he could complete his task within these three days.

Pushing open the front door,

the warm living room was bathed in a haze of orange, the last rays of the setting sun refracting through the glass, casting their glow on the slender figure moving between the living room and the kitchen.

Drip—

Lin Yi stepped inside, carrying a fresh loaf of bread 🍞 and a bouquet of pristine white camellias. As he changed his shoes in the entryway, the rich aroma of chicken soup filled his senses.

The first thing he saw was his wife, Zhuang Yayun, still clutching a spatula in her hand, wearing an apron as she hurried over to greet him.

“Yi, feed me.”

Zhuang Yayun closed her eyes, leaning slightly forward, her plump, glistening lips parting slightly—so supple they seemed to glisten with moisture.

A warmth spread in Lin Yi’s chest as he pinched a piece of milk bread between his fingers and placed it into Yayun’s mouth.

This was Yayun’s favorite snack.

Time passed slowly.

Zhuang Yayun was far more affectionate than usual.

As if she were pouring out every last ounce of her energy before something was about to happen.

……

“You’re leaving tomorrow?”

During their quiet moment together, Lin Yi finally learned the reason.

“Mhm, I’m going on a business trip tomorrow. At 6:30 in the morning. No need to wake me—I’ll get up on my own.”

Zhuang Yayun lay nestled in Lin Yi’s arms, her disheveled hair obscuring her expression.

“Alright.”

Lin Yi nodded.

It was just a routine business trip. Yayun would be back in half a month.

Then,

just like any other day, Yayun cooked, they ate, she washed the dishes, and they curled up on the sofa to watch TV.

Since Yayun had to leave early the next morning, by a little before 10 PM, the two were already in bed, drifting peacefully into sleep.

If nothing unexpected happened,

at 6:30 the next morning, Zhuang Yayun would wake up and leave for her business trip while Lin Yi was still asleep.

Gradually,

Zhuang Yayun, nestled against the pillow with her finger in her mouth, fell into a deep slumber.

Lin Yi, too, was lost in a drowsy haze.

Except—

Creak—

In the dimness, the bedroom door opened, and a tall, voluptuous figure stepped inside—so tall she nearly brushed the top of the doorway,

like the legendary Eight-Foot-Tall Woman, moving in utter silence.

Half-asleep, Lin Yi’s consciousness was hazy, but he felt something soft press against his back. Unlike the scorching heat of Yayun’s delicate body, this touch was slightly cool, taller, fuller, and yet somehow familiar in a different way…

Lin Yi jolted awake—someone was here…

“Don’t move, little pet. You promised—in private, you’d let me do anything I want.”

A voice, decadent and seductive.

Li Huayu’s warm embrace enveloped Lin Yi.

“🌿!”

In an instant, Lin Yi felt himself being lifted like a child,

“Come. I drugged Miss Zhuang. Tonight… it’s time for my experiment.”

Li Huayu took Lin Yi’s earlobe between her lips, her eyes gleaming with excitement.