Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

In the elegant residence, inside the bedroom.

A pot of orange-red charcoal crackled and popped, dispelling the chill and dampness from the room.

Lin Mo's clothes, which he had changed out of, were hung on a rack above the charcoal brazier, where steam rose and turned into wisps of white smoke.

He himself is experiencing the most wondrous experience since his transmigration.

He lay naked in a quilt on Shen Qinghe's bed, his heart filled with turmoil.

This is the quilt of an artistic goddess!

The air around my nose was filled with her elegant, subtle fragrance, like orchids and ink, which seeped into my lungs, making my heart itch and my mouth dry.

At this moment, his gaze was firmly fixed on a semi-transparent gauze screen not far away.

Candlelight shone through the screen, transforming a graceful, undulating figure into a stunning silhouette painting.

If this scene were in my previous life, it would probably have driven all the top spenders in the live stream room crazy.

Lin Mo could clearly see that slender figure frantically unbuttoning her soaked clothes.

As his robes slipped down, a breathtakingly sleek figure appeared before him...

Those captivating curves...

That stunning curve...

Lin Mo subconsciously touched his nose; thankfully, it wasn't bleeding.

Do not look at what is improper, do not look at what is improper...

Lin Mo wanted to look away.

But the shadow's every move seemed to possess a magical power, making it impossible for him to move away.

Who would have thought that the seemingly gentle and refined Sixth Sister-in-law would be so well-endowed?

That's practically foul!

She looks like she's putting on her pajamas.

Yes, yes, put it on quickly, or I'm afraid I won't be able to resist rushing over there...

That would be too beastly.

Shen Qinghe, behind the screen, had no idea what kind of intense internal struggle someone was going through.

Her face was burning hot, and her movements were quick and chaotic.

As she took off her wet clothes, a chill swept over her, making her shiver slightly. She quickly grabbed the dry nightgown that had been prepared for her.

It was a moon-white silk nightgown, the material was extremely thin, cool to the touch, and felt as if it were nothing.

She hastily put the clothes on, tied the belt, and her icy body warmed up a little.

But the thought of that man outside the screen...

Her heart started pounding uncontrollably again, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

What should I do?

Are we just going to go out like this?

How embarrassing!

If we don't go out, are we supposed to stand behind the screen all night?

Wouldn't that turn it into a "waiting-for-husband stone"?

After much hesitation, Shen Qinghe finally clenched her small hands and took small, delicate steps as she emerged from behind the screen.

Lin Mo's breath hitched.

Shen Qinghe, standing before us, had changed into a smooth, moon-white nightgown.

The light and thin fabric clung to her body, perfectly outlining her curves.

Her long, jet-black hair was still slightly damp, loosely tied back with a hairband.

A few unruly strands of hair fell across her chest, adding a touch of languid charm.

Her cheeks were flushed with shyness and heat, and her watery eyes darted around nervously, unable to look at Lin Mo.

Smooth feet step on the soft ground, ankles slender, toes round like jade beads.

"cough."

Lin Mo put in a lot of effort to make his voice sound normal.

"Is it changed?"

Shen Qinghe almost buried her head in her chest and let out a soft "hmm" that was barely audible.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something was wrong.

Shen Qinghe froze completely.

How could he just go straight to bed like that?!

She was still covered with her blanket!

It seems they're still naked!

But then she thought about it again, and Shen Qinghe's face fell.

yes……

There's only one bed. If people don't sleep on the bed, are they supposed to sleep on the floor?

Their clothes are soaked, are you saying they can't take them off?

They got soaked to the bone trying to save the piano.

If I let him sleep on the floor again, what kind of person would I be?

Seeing Shen Qinghe standing there helplessly, Lin Mo moved to the edge of the bed and patted the large empty space inside the bed.

"What are you standing there for? It's getting late, aren't you going to come up and go to sleep?"

One sentence made Shen Qinghe's cheeks blush even more.

In her little head, the little devil of strict moral principles and the little devil who craves warmth started fighting wildly again.

In the end, the fear of thunder and that little bit of inexplicable selfishness prevailed.

Shen Qinghe bit her lip, took small, hesitant steps, and slowly made her way to the bedside.

He looked more like he was going to the execution ground than going to sleep.

But once they got to the bedside, a new problem arose.

Lin Mo, I don't know if he did it on purpose or not.

To make room for Shen Qinghe, he lay down on the outermost edge of the bed.

This also means.

If Shen Qinghe wanted to sleep inside, she would have to... step over Lin Mo.

"call……"

Shen Qinghe took a deep breath and clenched her teeth.

She resignedly lifted the hem of her nightgown and carefully raised one leg.

Lin Mo felt a blur before his eyes.

A slender, straight leg line wrapped in moon-white silk swept past his eyes, carrying a faint fragrance of orchids.

In order to avoid touching him, Shen Qinghe made large movements.

With that lift of her leg, the hem of her nightgown was raised to a height that would make any man's blood boil; that brief glimpse of spring was enough to drive any man crazy.

Lin Mo felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity.

My apologies, my apologies!

He quickly closed his eyes and silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

But that breathtaking scenery was already deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't shake it off.

Shen Qinghe was filled with shame and indignation.

She used all her speed, leaping across with her other leg, and almost collapsed onto the bed.

As soon as she touched the bed, Shen Qinghe curled up in the innermost corner like a frightened little rabbit, her back to Lin Mo, and remained motionless.

He doesn't exist as long as I can't see him!

Shen Qinghe hypnotized herself.

Lin Mo looked at the little bundle trembling in the corner and almost burst out laughing.

This girl is so cute.

The bed is so big, yet she insists on squeezing herself against the wall.

"Cough cough."

Lin Mo cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence.

"Are you lying down comfortably?"

The figure in the corner stirred and gave a barely audible response.

"Um……"

"Then I'll blow out the light."

After saying that, Lin Mo leaned forward and blew on it.

"call--"

The light went out, and the room was plunged into darkness instantly.

The world fell silent.

All that remained was the sound of the rain pouring outside the window, and two distinct breathing and heartbeats inside the room.

Shen Qinghe huddled in the corner, because Lin Mo had taken all the blankets, and she didn't dare to grab them back, so she could only cower and hug her chest.

The cold air, mixed with darkness, amplified her senses to an extreme degree.

Especially on a stormy night like this.

Outside, the cold wind howled and lightning flashed, these sounds like a spell, slowly drawing out the fear she had forcibly suppressed during the day.

Wang Laizi's bloodied and mangled face.

The dark, gloomy, and oppressive secret room in the general store.

And then there was the bizarre scene of dozens of fierce-looking, burly men kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for their parents…

Scenes flashed wildly through her mind like a revolving lantern.

How terrifying...

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her jaw was chattering.

Just then—

"Crack—!!!"

Another bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, illuminating the entire room in a stark white light.

Immediately following was a thunderous roar, as if it had exploded right above the roof of Qingya Residence!

"Boom—!!!"

The whole room shook violently!

"what!"

Shen Qinghe could no longer hold back and let out a scream that was suppressed to the extreme.

She felt as if she had fallen into a cold, dark abyss, her entire body sinking lower and lower...

despair.

helpless.

It was as if it had completely swallowed her up...

Can be sudden.

Shen Qinghe felt a weight on her body, and a familiar warm aura enveloped her from head to toe.

Lin Mo wrapped the blanket around himself, along with Shen Qinghe, and pulled them into his arms.

Before she could react, a strong arm reached over her waist and pulled her back.

His burning chest pressed firmly against her cool back through the thin silk nightgown.

"Alright, stop overthinking and go to sleep."

Lin Mo's voice rang in her ears.