You're my wife, don't doubt it!

...Why does it feel like things are getting messier the more I organize them?

Okay, let's just pile all these, these, and these under the bed.

Okay, at least it looks a bit cleaner now. I can go to the supermarket when I get back and see if there are any decorations.

...Haha, let's just forget about it.

The girl opened the bedroom door and walked towards the photo room—where the broom was placed.

A ray of intense sunlight shone into her eyes, making her notice that the window in the photo booth was wide open and there were no curtains.

The nearly naked girl quickly retreated to her bedroom.

I'll also need to buy some curtains for the photo booth later...

The girl opened the wardrobe door, preparing to go back to Shen Tianyun's room.

She glanced at the full-length mirror but didn't move.

He pinched the two ounces of flesh on her chest, then pinched her belly.

Have your abs faded?

It's not okay to go on like this.

The girl turned to her left and then to her right, admiring her own beautiful figure.

Aside from his height, there's not much to complain about.

That guy should like it, right?

Why even think about that guy? I'm not doing this for him...

The girl walked through the mirror, lay naked on her daughter's bed, and turned on the air conditioner.

She flipped through the magazine "Chinese Fashion" in her hand, but couldn't absorb much of it.

As a seasoned child prodigy who had played house, the girl had already begun to assume the role of "wife" since she had decided on her future with Xiao Yao.

She thought she had done a good job—primarily in a sociological sense, of course.

As for the physical and biological aspects...

I'm so sorry, I still can't adapt in such a short time.

The girl told herself that she didn't like the fiery, undisguised look in Xiao Yao's eyes when he stared at her.

She always believed that in those eyes, the flames of lust far outweighed the sparks of love.

Although love and sex are inseparable, Zhang Zhengkai or other suitors would also have this element in their eyes when they looked at her.

But at least they're loyal enough not to watch the same movie twice.

Xiao Yao needs to prove herself through more actions; perhaps only then can she fully embrace the role of a wife.

not to mention……

Shen Tianyun, you don't want to wake up one day to find that there are suddenly several older brothers and sisters who are more than ten years older than you, do you?

Of course, there is another possibility: all of the above are just excuses.

She didn't want to, simply because she didn't want to.

I have no feeling, that's all.

It's not that she has no feelings for Xiao Yao—she hasn't had any feelings for any man so far.

A poet once said: "Which young man is not sentimental, which young woman does not yearn for love?" Was it Pushkin who said this? I don't think so.

There are always exceptions. In any case, Shen Jie was that girl who didn't yearn for love.

Zhou Xiaoying once jokingly teased about her sexual orientation, but after careful consideration, the girl realized that she had never harbored any romantic feelings for any girl.

Coming from a wealthy family, she never dreamed of love. The young woman enjoyed considerable freedom within the border, while the area outside was forbidden territory.

"To be specific," the old man explained to her, "you can do whatever you want now, as long as you stay within the bounds. But in the future, you must follow the arrangements made by your family."

Simple, straightforward, and clear—just like what Teacher Yao's shadow described.

This girl on the border was very clear that she knew she had no choice.

If it weren't for Shen Tianyun's appearance, she would undoubtedly have accepted her father's arrangement and fulfilled Zhang Zhengkai's... or any candidate her father designated.

However, during Teacher Yao's inner world adventure, the girl felt that she had been subtly influenced.

How to describe it? A yearning for freedom? A kind of unfulfilled resentment?

The girl felt that her family was more of a constraint than a source of warmth.

No, she just didn't want to see the disappointment in her father's eyes when his expectations weren't met.

The girl had never been in love with anyone; if she had, it was only with Shen Tianyun.

From the first moment she saw her, she fell deeply in love with her.

No paternity test or detailed Q&A was needed; the girl knew there was no mistake.

This is an intuition stemming from primal maternal instinct, from which intense love also surges forth.

Although this daughter is not very satisfactory.

But she wouldn't allow her daughter to suffer even the slightest mishap.

Driven by a sense of rebellious pleasure, the girl embarked on her first runaway from home.

Escape from one home of shacklers, and flee to another home of unfreedom.

If your heart is only so big, the whole world is a prison.

Xiao Yao's constant attention made her feel somewhat suffocated.

After he went to school, I could still have a day of peace and quiet.

What about three days later? What about after he starts summer vacation?

The girl couldn't imagine it, and didn't want to think about it.

Lost in thought, I found myself holding the magazine in my hand, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

When she woke up, the girl found herself tightly hugging a rolled-up blanket, her stomach growling.

I glanced at the time; it was already past midnight.

Half of my free time in a day has already been used up.

I turned up the air conditioner temperature and saw two messages from Xiao Yao on my phone.

"Honey, what are you doing? Remember to eat lunch on time."

"Today, many people asked me who the girl who took me to school was, and they all said I was pretty."

Seriously, wasn't the plan to have him use QQ on his phone?

Even through the cold screen, the girl could imagine the sender's smug satisfaction on the other end.

Men's boring and vulgar vanity.

The girl decided not to reply.

Also, how many people are there? Is it really okay to cause such a big commotion?

Disturbing.

The girl lazily opened the paper bag and put on her new clothes one by one.

She stood in front of the mirror, taking a fresh look at herself.

A snow-white shirt, a crisp suit and trousers, black dress shoes that exposed the instep, and the nude-colored socks that Xiao Yao had been longing for peeking out from the instep.

Okay.

As a future senior executive in the company, will I be showing this face to people every day?

Suddenly I feel like my nasolabial folds have gotten deeper.

The girl shook her head, picked up her Walkman, and went out.

Lunch was just a quick bite at a nearby fast food restaurant. On such a hot day, the girl really didn't have the energy to spend too much time thinking about "what to eat".

I listened to an English radio drama while having lunch.

Only by making yourself aware that you are doing something meaningful can you alleviate the anxiety about the passage of time.

The girl made up her mind to go swimming in the afternoon.

After leaving the restaurant, the girl took a taxi directly to the Shanghai Swimming Pool—although she had decided to save money that morning, she really didn't want to squeeze onto the subway again.

When she ran away from home, she didn't bring her swimsuit. She just picked one that looked nice at the swimming pool.

A navy blue one-piece school swimsuit, someone like Xiao Yao would probably like it, right?

As the girl jumped into the water, she felt a refreshing coolness rush to her head.

She tilted her head back and smelled the disinfectant in the air.

This is what summer should feel like.

Swimming is a fantastic sport. Although it has always been one of the best exercises for weight loss because it is in the water, for young girls, swimming has more to offer than just that.