My Ares Son-in-Law

Half an hour later, the taxi slowly drove into the residential area where Xiao Chen's villa was located.

The community is shaded by green trees and lush with flowers and plants, with exquisite villas scattered throughout in a well-organized manner.

The streetlights cast a soft glow, illuminating the way home.

Xiao Chen carried the seasonal fresh fruits he had carefully selected at a fruit shop on the road. Each brightly colored, plump, and juicy fruit seemed to represent his overflowing love for his family.

As soon as he opened the door, an enticing aroma of food wafted towards him, like an invisible hand gently tantalizing his taste buds.

Wearing an apron, Yun Yuyan was standing by the dining table, bringing the last plate of steamed sea bass to the table.

The sea bass was as white as jade, adorned with emerald green scallions and bright red chili threads, and drizzled with a layer of crystal-clear sauce, making it look and smell delicious.

When Yun Yuyan heard the door open, she turned around and saw Xiao Chen and Zhou Keying enter together. A slight look of surprise flashed across her face, but it was as fleeting as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

But soon, a gentle smile appeared on her face, a smile as warm and captivating as the spring sunshine.

"You've come back just in time,"

"Wash your hands and eat."

She probably thought the two of them had just met by chance downstairs and didn't think much of it.

Looking at Yun Yuyan's gentle smile, Xiao Chen felt much of his fatigue and pressure dissipate.

He smiled and nodded, saying:
"it is good,"

"Thanks a lot."

Then, holding Zhou Keying's hand, they walked together to the restroom.

Looking at the warm atmosphere between Xiao Chen and Yun Yuyan, Zhou Keying felt a surge of warmth in her heart, as if she had become part of this warm family.

Warm yellow light gently shone down on the dining table, creating an exceptionally cozy atmosphere.

Yun Yuyan's cooking skills are truly excellent. Simple three dishes and a soup are all made to look, smell, and taste delicious by her skillful hands.

The plate of braised pork belly, glistening with oil, was plump and round, exuding an enticing sweet aroma; the stir-fried vegetables, vibrant green, were fresh and juicy, refreshing and delicious; and the bowl of steaming tomato and egg soup, brightly colored, its sweet and sour flavor wafting freely in the air.

Zhou Keying ate with her eyes squinted, completely unaware that a little soup had gotten on the corner of her mouth. Her satisfied expression made her look like a little mouse that had stolen some oil.

Suddenly, as if remembering something important, she nudged Xiao Chen, who was happily eating beside her, with her elbow, a mischievous smile on her face, and teased him:

"Xiao Chen, next Thursday is our Miss Yun Yuyan's birthday,"

Have you decided what grand gift to give to win the heart of your beloved?

Upon hearing this, Yun Yuyan's originally fair cheeks instantly flushed slightly, like a splendid sunset on the horizon.

Her beautiful eyes, clear as lake water, also held a hint of barely perceptible expectation, like a little deer secretly peeking at something, glancing at Xiao Chen with shyness and longing in her eyes.

Xiao Chen was engrossed in eating a piece of braised pork ribs. The ribs were sizzling with oil as he chewed them, and he was eating with great relish, as if it were the most delicious thing in the world.

Hearing Zhou Keying's words, he didn't even look up, deliberately feigning nonchalance, still chewing on a rib, and mumbled:

"Is it still fashionable to give physical gifts these days?"

"Too much trouble."

"Direct WeChat transfer is simple, straightforward, and shows great thoughtfulness. How wonderful!"

"Buy whatever you want to eat, how carefree!"

Before he could finish speaking, a foot clad in a soft slipper stomped down on his instep without hesitation, the force quite considerable, and even ground into it. Xiao Chen felt a sharp pain in his instep, and cried out in pain, looking up to meet Yun Yuyan's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire.

Those eyes were filled with the words "You're dead," as if a flame was burning fiercely within them, making Xiao Chen's heart tremble with fear.

"joke,"

"Just kidding!"

Xiao Chen immediately backed down, his face plastered with a fawning smile, a smile that was as obsequious as could be.

He quickly changed the subject, glancing at Zhou Keying who was secretly laughing, a pleading look flashing in his eyes.

"Zhou Keying, what are you planning to give as a gift?"

"Give me a hint, let me take a look."

"Maybe I can learn from this and give Yuyan a gift that she will like even more."

A sly glint flashed in Zhou Keying's bright eyes, like a little fox plotting something mischievous.

She leaned closer to Yun Yuyan and deliberately whispered in a voice that everyone could hear:
"Well, last night when I shared a bed with a birthday person, I personally measured the precise dimensions of certain key parts!"

"Women, of course, deserve the most thoughtful and perfect secret gift..."

"Maybe it's a super sexy and comfortable nightgown that will make our Yu Yan radiate charm and drive someone crazy..."

As she spoke, she winked at Xiao Chen, looking incredibly mischievous.

Yun Yuyan's face turned even redder, like a ripe apple. She gently patted Zhou Keying's shoulder and said coquettishly:

"You little rascal, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Xiao Chen stood awkwardly to the side, secretly pondering what gift he should give Yun Yuyan to truly make her happy.

Xiao Chen subconsciously followed Zhou Keying's description and sketched out the scene of "measuring" in his mind.

Imagine Zhou Keying playfully and mischievously approaching Yun Yuyan, her fingers gently touching and gesturing. The delicate movements and the enchanting atmosphere instantly evoke a sense of sensuality, as if a surge of heat rises from the depths of her heart, her blood rushes to her head, and her cheeks feel slightly flushed.

"Zhou Keying! Are you trying to die?!"

Yun Yuyan blushed instantly, the blush spreading rapidly from her cheeks to her neck, even her earlobes turning crimson, as red as the magnificent sunset.

She felt both ashamed and angry. Her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white with rage. She put down her chopsticks and pretended to pinch Zhou Keying, scolding her playfully:

"It seems I've been too lenient with you!"

"Now I'll let you experience what it's like to be 'measured'!"

"Oh no! Help! The birthday celebrant has killed someone to cover his tracks!"

Zhou Keying giggled as she jumped up and dodged like a nimble little rabbit.

She moved with a light and agile gait, dodging and weaving in the living room, occasionally turning back to make faces at Yun Yuyan, looking extremely playful.

The two girls immediately started laughing and chasing each other, turning the spacious living room into their "battlefield".

They moved among the sofas and circled around the coffee table, their cheerful laughter and pleas for mercy mingling together like a joyful melody.

The books on the coffee table were knocked over, scattering on the floor like blooming flowers; soft cushions flew through the air, occasionally hitting each other before bouncing back to the ground. (End of Chapter)