The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Shi Qianqiu has some free time today and plans to make some dumplings to put in the refrigerator. Chen Jingmo said he wants to eat dumplings with shrimp, pork and cabbage, and egg and vermicelli filling. He is currently cracking eggs into a bowl, and the vermicelli has been soaked until soft.

Chen Jingmo moved a small stool and placed it four or five steps behind him, then stood on it to watch Shi Qianqiu cook. "Isn't this scrambled eggs? Why are you adding water?"

"Because the water evaporates and forms steam, the eggs will be more tender. I'll make some without water later and fry them a little longer."

"It's such a hassle," Chen Jingmo said. "I don't make dumplings myself, and I don't knead the dough. I just order takeout."

Shi Qianqiu said, "This is happiness."

Chen Jingmo doesn't understand, is being covered in cooking fumes a form of happiness?

He continued to peer at Shi Qianqiu, but his foot slipped, and he stumbled off the stool, bumping into Shi Qianqiu's back. "Hmph."

Shi Qianqiu turned off the stove, turned around and hugged Chen Jingmo to check on him, asking him what had happened. Chen Jingmo clenched his fist and covered his lips, "Cough, nothing."

Shi Qianqiu's gaze swept over his back, noticing the crooked stool, and she frowned, asking, "What if he falls?"

Chen Jingmo grumbled and bumped his head against him, "But you're here, and I didn't fall. Don't yell at me. I won't stand on that again. Are you alright?"

"without."

Shi Qianqiu helped Chen Jingmo up, wiped the stool clean, and made him sit down. He then stopped frying the eggs and went to wash the guava for Chen Jingmo.

After preparing the dumpling filling, Shi Qianqiu kneaded the dough on the worktable. Suddenly, she heard a noise and turned to see Chen Jingmo placing his phone on a stand and taking pictures of them, ostensibly to record something.

Chen Jingmo doesn't know how to make dumplings or roll out dumpling wrappers, but he has his own techniques. He flattens the dough, rolls it up and down, then rolls it left and right. While others roll round wrappers, he rolls square ones. Every time he rolls one, everyone praises him.

At six o'clock in the evening, Chen Jingmo ate dumplings with three different fillings and was showing off to Jiang Xiu when Lu Sui said that he had eaten dumplings with four different fillings.

Jiang Xiu looked down at the dumplings in the bowl, all of which had broken skins, then looked at Jiang Wang and sighed.

Jiang Wang: "...If you're so capable, then you make it."

Jiang Xiu shook his head.

Not capable.

Eight o'clock.

Chen Jingmo took her phone and went to find Shi Qianqiu, who was in an online meeting. As usual, she went over and sat on his lap. "Do you want to watch the fireworks... What's with that expression? You won't let me sit?"

He suddenly had a bad feeling. He turned his head and saw that everyone on the screen looked stunned. He immediately got up from Shi Qianqiu.

Holy crap.

Why did you turn on the camera?

Shi Qianqiu said, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

They: What the heck is that voice? Is she being spoiled like this?

Chen Jingmo was embarrassed and felt utterly humiliated. He grabbed his phone, ran back to his bedroom, jumped onto the bed, and burrowed under the covers. Two minutes later, Qianqiu came over and said, "Sweetie."

"Um?"

"What did you just ask me?"

"Do you want to eat farts?"

"That's not it."

"This is it."

"In no mood."

"Oh." Chen Jingmo lifted the blanket to let him in, placed his phone between them, and asked if he wanted to watch fireworks. He said yes, and then Chen Jingmo said, "Little V, Little V."

--"exist."

"Let's set off some fireworks."

—They're here, stay away!

The dazzling fireworks screen was accompanied by a series of loud bangs.

Chen Jingmo raised his chin. "Isn't that amazing? I can even make it fire cannons, little V, little V."

--"exist."

"Set off a firecracker."

—Stay away!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

Chen Jingmo wanted Xiao V to set off fireworks, but before he could say anything, Shi Qianqiu kissed him on the bed. As his chest heaved from the kiss, things naturally followed.

"grass……"

"-good."

On the night of the Little New Year.

Lu Sui didn't sleep well. Shen Qinghuai had put up a lot of soundproofing in the room, so much so that if you smashed a cup inside, no one outside could hear it. He was pinned to the wall and kissed by Shen Qinghuai, who had his waist pinched. Later, Liu Qiushui came back from outside...

Chen Jingmo didn't sleep well either. Their house was warmer, warm everywhere. He went naked from the bathroom to the bedroom to the toilet and wasn't cold at all.

Jiang Xiu slept quite well because Jiang Wang gave him a lot of pocket money.

Valentine's Day arrived in a couple of days, and goodness, I couldn't sleep even better. After a day of rest, it was New Year's Eve, which was also the last day of the lunar year and Shi Qianqiu's birthday.

Chen Jingmo started feeling anxious in the morning.

Because he didn't know what to buy for Shi Qianqiu, and besides, they'd been doing *that* for the past few days, and Shi Qianqiu was probably already tired of it.

What should I do?

Chen Jingmo started seeking help online.

In the end, I wanted to buy Shi Qianqiu two down jackets.

Suddenly, he came across a post that left Chen Jingmo, a man who had read countless books, completely bewildered for a while before he understood what it meant. Blushing, he started ordering some wj.

Because it's Chinese New Year, traffic is congested and food delivery is slow; it'll probably take another two hours. It's 7 PM now.

"Sweetie, where are your underwear that you took off in the shower?" Shi Qianqiu asked as she came out of the bathroom.

Chen Jingmo quickly turned off his phone and placed it behind his waist. "What?"

Shi Qianqiu noticed Chen Jingmo's movements, frowned slightly, and slowly stepped forward. He had just finished washing Chen Jingmo's socks, his sleeves were still up, and his hands were still wet. He approached Chen Jingmo step by step, "Who are you chatting with?"

Chen Jingmo shook his head. "Nobody."

Shi Qianqiu knelt on the sofa, her gaze scrutinizing, but her hand's purpose was obvious: to reach for Chen Jingmo's phone behind his waist. However, Chen Jingmo caught her in mid-air. "Uh, well, I was just... scrolling through muscular men's videos!"

Shi Qianqiu smiled slightly, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes. He repeated, word by word, "Muscles, Man?"

He still reached for Chen Jingmo's phone, his voice full of gentle questioning, "Doesn't your husband have any muscles? Is he not pleasing to your eye? But sweetheart, they pose provocatively online, but they don't even want to show more, only letting you see their upper bodies. Your husband is different, he lets you see everything."

...posing seductively?

What kind of lousy adjective is this?

Chen Jingmo keenly sensed that Shi Qianqiu was in particular danger at this moment. "Aren't you wearing clothes right now?"

Shi Qianqiu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn't respond. When her phone remained black and wouldn't turn on, she looked at Chen Jingmo, who rubbed his ear with his fingertip. "It's out of battery and shut down."

Luckily, I don't like charging my phone; I turned it off right after paying.

Shi Qianqiu seemed to laugh in exasperation. She got up, took her phone, and went back to the bedroom to charge Chen Jingmo's phone. Chen Jingmo was stunned for a few seconds before following her. When he saw the charging indicator light up on the screen, his heart was in his throat. He wanted to change the subject, but he didn't know what to say. He wanted to tell another lie, but he couldn't utter a single word. His ears and face turned completely red.

grass.

I wish I hadn't bought it.

To his surprise, Shi Qianqiu didn't turn on the phone, but instead turned to look at him.

Immediately afterwards...

She took off her shirt.

"My husband has a better physique than them, so can my sweetheart only look at him?"