[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (181-187) (The End) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

Author: No Cat Under Heaven
Word Count: 25823

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Chapter 181 Sweet Teddy Bear

After the wedding banquet, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu changed their clothes, took their previously packed suitcases, and
went directly to Europe for their honeymoon. Their first stop was Paris. Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the plane, gazing thoughtfully at the clouds outside the window.
Yan Yu handed her a glass of juice. "What are you thinking about?"

Cheng Xiaoyu took the juice and took a sip. "This is the first time I've been so far away from Shuangshuang. Do you think she can sense it
? Is she already crying?"

Yan Yu said, "Look at you, we discussed this before we left. Besides, your mom takes her with her every day, she won't
have any trouble adjusting. If you keep thinking about her, how can we have a good time?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You really think this is a honeymoon trip and completely neglect your daughter?"

Yan Yu said, "It's not that I've neglected my daughter, it's that I believe my Shuangshuang is a sensible child.
She knows her parents are on their honeymoon, and she'll definitely eat and sleep obediently with her grandma every day, waiting for her dad to bring her
back a gift."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh at Yan Yu's words.

Yan Yu reached out and touched her face. "Your eyes are bloodshot. Didn't you sleep much last night?"

"Yeah, I didn't sleep at all until very late. Did you sleep well?"

"I slept really well. You've already given birth to my daughter, you're not going to run away now, are you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and playfully hit Yan Yu.

Yan Yu stroked her hair. "Get some sleep. We'll be in Paris in about seven or eight hours."

Cheng Xiaoyu woke up to find they were in Paris. Yan Yu took her hand, got their luggage, and then they left the airport and took
a taxi directly to the hotel. Cheng Xiaoyu was still half asleep, rubbing her eyes as she sat in the car. Yan Yu nudged her
shoulder "Look, the Eiffel Tower."

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly turned her head and, sure enough, saw the golden Eiffel Tower amidst the dazzling lights.
Because it was nighttime, it looked a little different from the Eiffel Tower she usually saw in pictures, but it was still very beautiful.
Cheng Xiaoyu touched the distant tower through the car window, a happy smile spreading across her face.
She had woken up to find herself halfway around the world in Paris. Was she actually dreaming on the plane?

Yan Yu had booked a hotel that looked incredibly expensive. As Cheng Xiaoyu walked in, she wondered
how much it would cost for the night. And in Europe, no less. But now that she was married to Yan Yu, it seemed she would have to learn to
gradually forget about prices. Yan Yu gave his name in fluent English at the front desk and got his room key. Then,
he and Cheng Xiaoyu followed the bellhop to the elevator. The bellhop placed their luggage at the room door, and Yan Yu gave him
a tip . The bellhop thanked him politely and left.

Yan Yu opened the door, inserted the room card into the slot, and the lights in the room turned on. The walls
were painted with a lush, tropical rainforest-like landscape. Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes widened as she walked in. Teddy bears dressed in various outfits and posing in different ways filled
every . In the center of the room was a traditional
red brick fireplace, crackling as it burned wood. This room was very similar to
the teddy bear-themed room Cheng Xiaoyu had visited alone for her birthday years ago, but it was clearly different. It
was larger ; the teddy bear beside the bed was as big as an adult.

Yan Yu hugged Cheng Xiaoyu from behind. "The Forest Teddy Bear themed room was originally
designed . The one in Rongcheng is just a copy. I ruined your twenty-fifth birthday, so
I'm making it up to you this year. From now on, I'll make sure you have a happy birthday every year, and I'll stay with
you until you're a hundred, okay?"

Perhaps it's because she's getting older, but Cheng Xiaoyu is now easily moved. After Yan Yu finished speaking, she lowered her head and started wiping
away tears.

Yan Yu chuckled and gently nibbled at her soft, white earlobe. "You're such a crybaby. How many times have you cried today
? You cried when you were reciting your wedding vows, you cried when you called out to Mom and Dad, and you even cried during the toasts."

Cheng Xiaoyu felt embarrassed. "I cried because I remembered some sad memories. How dare you bring that up? Back then,
Ye Lan had a stomachache, and you went to keep her company, you stayed with her all night. What did it matter if it was my birthday or not?"

Yan Yu laughed. "So, aren't I apologizing to you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "An apology can hardly make up for how I felt that day."

Yan Yu nuzzled her neck again. "Tonight, your husband will definitely make amends to you in person."

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed, smiled, and lowered her head. As she looked down, she saw the fireplace burning brightly and couldn't
help but laugh. "This hotel is really strange. Does having a fireplace mean you have to light one? Don't you even know what season it is?
The air conditioning is on in this room."

Yan Yu said, "I ordered it to be lit."

"Why?"

"Because I promised my little ostrich that I'd take her to a European room with a fireplace to make love when I had time."

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head with a smile. "How can you be like this? You never remember important things, but you remember this kind of thing so
clearly."

Yan Yu turned her around, put his arm around her waist, and said, "Wife, seriously, tonight is our wedding
night. I specially came all this way to avoid those tactless people coming to make a ruckus and disturb us. That would be so
bad ."

Cheng Xiaoyu pushed Yan Yu's face away while laughing. "You look like a pervert, you know?
Like a rich man harassing a maid, like a male boss sexually harassing a female servant. No, no... hehe~"

As the two were joking around, there was a knock on the door. Yan Yu had no choice but to let go of Cheng Xiaoyu, go and open the door.
It was a hotel waiter, holding a cake box on a tray, who said in English, "Sir, this is
the cake you ordered."

Yan Yu thanked him, took the cake, and then closed the door.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed and shifted. The mattress was incredibly soft, perfect for making love. She bent down and hugged
the teddy bear sitting on the edge of the bed—oh, it was so heavy, she couldn't even lift it. Cheng Xiaoyu was overjoyed,
feeling as if she were back in her mid-twenties. She saw Yan Yu bring in a box of cake and smiled, "There's
a cake too!"

Yan Yu placed the cake on the table, took off the box, and stuck the candles on it one by one. "Of course, it's my
Xiaoyu's birthday, how can there be no cake?"

Cheng Xiaoyu went over and hugged Yan Yu's arm, sweetly calling him "husband."

Yan Yu smiled as he lit the candles, saying, "Say it a couple more times."

"Husband, husband, husband, husband!" Cheng Xiaoyu tiptoed and sweetly called out several
times into Yan Yu's ear.

Yan Yu ruffled her hair, "Make a wish." Cheng

Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then closed her eyes earnestly and made a wish. She then bent down and blew out
all the candles in one breath.

Yan Yu went over and turned on the lights, asking her, "What did you wish for?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pulled out the candles one by one and laughed, "It won't come true if I say it out loud."

They cut the cake to eat; it was Cheng Xiaoyu's favorite matcha flavor. Preparing for a wedding was already very time-consuming and laborious,
and it was rare for Yan Yu to put his heart into these things, so Cheng Xiaoyu was naturally grateful.

Before they had even finished the cake, Yan Yu had already kissed her. The sweet aroma of matcha spread between their lips and teeth,
and Yan Yu's hand gradually slid up Cheng Xiaoyu's waist.

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and pushed him away, "No, I haven't showered yet."

"Do you need to shower? You smell nice." "I've been on a plane for most of the day. I'll shower first, then you can." After saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu slipped out

of his arms like a slippery fish . Yan Yu had no choice but to wander around the room alone, looking at this bear and then that bear, each one looking rather dull. The sound of running water could be faintly heard from the bathroom, making Yan Yu's mind wander. Twenty minutes later, Cheng Xiaoyu came out of the bathroom, her dark hair dripping wet on her shoulders, her cheeks flushed like alluring roses, a pure white strapless bath towel wrapped around her body, making her look both innocent and sexy. Yan Yu didn't like Cheng Xiaoyu having short hair, and since they got together with Cheng, he hadn't let Cheng Xiaoyu cut her hair again. In the past year had grown quite long. Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, put down the teddy bear he was holding, and walked over. Cheng Xiaoyu gently pushed open the bathroom door, lowered her eyes, and smiled, "Go take a shower first." Yan Yu sighed helplessly. If he didn't listen to her now, how could she possibly listen to him later? Yan Yu had no choice but to obediently go in to shower, though he did it rather carelessly . He shampooed his hair, lathered himself with body wash, and then came out. Yan Yu opened the bathroom door while drying his hair. It was quiet outside; Cheng Xiaoyu had turned off all the lights. Yan Yu took two steps forward and saw the warm, red glow of the fireplace illuminating Cheng Xiaoyu sitting on a white blanket by the fireplace. She was wearing an almost transparent white crocheted slip dress, through which black lace lingerie . Because the dress was short, her two fair legs were alluringly exposed. Her long, wet hair clung to her cheeks, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with a captivating charm. Sitting so gracefully by the warm fireplace, she looked like a fairy from an ancient tale, appearing at night to seduce men. The towel Yan Yu used to dry his hair fell silently to the ground. He raised an eyebrow and walked over. Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at him with a sweet smile, "Sir, would you like room service?" Yan Yu leaned against the fireplace and curled his lips, "Yes, very much so." Chapter 182 Peach Blossom Spring (h) Cheng Xiaoyu got up and poured a glass of red wine, handing it to Yan Yu, "Please enjoy." Yan Yu's eyes only lingered on the small half of her fair skin peeking out from under her nightgown. This lingerie and nightgown must be new; Cheng Xiaoyu had never worn them before. Cheng Xiaoyu's skin was fair and smooth, and because she had just weaned Shuangshuang, her breasts were especially high and firm. Paired with this sexy black lace lingerie, the effect was absolutely enough to make any man's nose bleed. Yan Yu took the glass of red wine and took a casual sip, but his eyes were still not at all honest. The black lace panties were also very cute, with thin straps that made one want to rip them off. Cheng Xiaoyu looked up and said, "Sir, what are you looking at?" Yan Yu smiled, "I'm looking at your work uniform. It's very beautiful and makes my mouth water." Cheng Xiaoyu said seriously, "Our hotel offers matcha cake for a late-night snack. Would you like one, sir?" Yan Yu asked, "Do you have steak?" Cheng Xiaoyu blinked, "I'm sorry, the restaurant only offers steak during lunch and dinner." "But I need to eat meat now, what should I do?" Cheng Xiaoyu said seriously, "Eating too much meat at night is hard to digest." "I always have a good appetite," Yan Yu said, putting his arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder and slipping his hand under her semi-transparent nightgown . He gently pinched one of her soft nipples. "Besides, the meat is so tender, how could it be hard to digest ?" Cheng Xiaoyu's sensitive nipples bloomed quietly under Yan Yu's slightly rough fingertips. Cheng Xiaoyu blushed, looked up, and grabbed Yan Yu's wrist, pouting, "Sir, I'm a waiter, not food." Yan Yu gave Cheng Xiaoyu a seductive smile. "You are the food, the most fragrant and sweetest food in the world. On such a good day, ostrich meat with red wine must taste wonderful." As he spoke, he tilted the wine glass in his other hand, spilling half a glass of wine onto Cheng Xiaoyu's chest. The cold wine caused goosebumps to immediately rise on Cheng Xiaoyu's skin, and her semi-transparent milky white nightgown was stained with a captivating peach-red color. Cheng Xiaoyu shrieked from the cold, "Yan Yu, this dress is very expensive!" Yan Yu, however, had already reached out and pulled one of her breasts out of her black lace lingerie, lowering his head to put it in his mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu's breast skin was smooth and delicate, licking it felt like tasting freshly peeled lychee flesh, sweet and fragrant, making one want to melt their tongue on it. Good red wine is meant to be savored; it lingers on the tongue for a few seconds to truly appreciate its rich aroma. Combined with that soft, warm, sweet taste, it was truly incomparable to any nectar. Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed as she wrapped her arms around Yan Yu's neck. Yan Yu leaned in and kissed her lips. His breath had a faint fruity aroma from the wine. "Xiaoyu, you're so sweet." Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and hugged Yan Yu's neck tighter. "I'm not sweet, you're just drunk." Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu and placed her on a pure white long-sleeved blanket in front of the fireplace, leaning over to look at his charming and lovely little wife in the intense firelight . She had initially barged into his private elevator, carrying a towering stack of documents that obscured her face, wearing swaying high heels, and thus, she had entered his heart. So many years had passed; how wonderful, they could still grow old together. Yan Yu affectionately kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes and said, "Little ostrich, let me tell you a secret, I was smitten with you the first time I saw you in the elevator." Cheng Xiaoyu smiled, "So it was love at first sight for you." Yan Yu said, "I was quite surprised at the time, so I looked at you carefully. You were fair-skinned and pretty, and looked..."

"Clean and tidy, her breasts aren't big, but they're firm." As Yan Yu spoke, his hand slid down to Cheng Xiaoyu's chest,
kneaded it a couple of times, and then moved downwards. "Her waist is very slender; just imagining it makes you think it must feel great. Her buttocks are slightly upturned,
making you wonder what it would feel like to bump into them." After saying that, he lightly pinched Cheng Xiaoyu's buttocks again.

Cheng Xiaoyu objected, "Yan Yu, you had such lewd thoughts when you first met me! That's outrageous
. If I could read minds, I would have punched you in the elevator back then."

Yan Yu shrugged, "You delivered yourself to my door, running into my elevator. I was in a good mood and thought a late-night
snack wouldn't hurt. I didn't expect all sorts of unexpected events and troubles to follow. In the middle of the night, you even hit me on the head with a statue
. How difficult it was for me to eat that late-night snack."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "It's funny, we've got a mix of good and bad in this."

Yan Yu's fingers slipped silently under the edge of her black lace panties. "If it's a mistake, it
's the one I'd most willingly make in my life."

Yan Yu's fingers quickly found that sensitive spot and gently teased it a couple of times. Cheng Xiaoyu's blush
deepened, her lips slightly bitten, her eyes shimmering with a pale, twilight-like light, and her custom-made crystal nail
polish for the wedding gleamed brilliantly against the white plush carpet. The shy clitoris gradually hardened
and became engorged , and a tingling pleasure quickly spread throughout her lower body. Sweet nectar quietly flowed from the cherry-red vulva.
Yan Yu felt the wetness there, and then used only her thumb to rub the clitoris, while her index and middle fingers scraped along the vulva
through The nectar gradually soaked the black lace panties, moistening Yan Yu's fingertips.
With her other hand, Yan Yu pulled both nipples out of her bra, lowered her head and licked them for a while. Her
chest smelled sweet of alcohol, and her two little rabbits rose and fell, exceptionally alluring.

Yan Yu's methods were always superb, and Cheng Xiaoyu's body quickly went limp. She felt
the bra and the panties blocking Yan Yu's fingers were incredibly cumbersome, hindering her from fully enjoying the pleasure. She grabbed Yan Yu's
arm and mumbled, "Yan Yu, it doesn't feel right."

Yan Yu's fingers pushed forcefully inside her panties. "Still calling me by my name? From now on, you should call me 'husband,' understand?"

Although the panties were made of fine fabric, the lace trim being rubbed against by Yan Yu's fingers was certainly unpleasant. Annoyed,
Cheng Xiaoyu squeezed her legs together and rubbed them together, saying, "Husband... " "I'm not feeling well."

Yan Yu laughed, quickly stripping off Cheng Xiaoyu's nightgown and underwear, spreading her legs and placing them on his shoulders.
His large penis pressed against her vulva, rubbing intimately against her delicate labia. "Does this feel good,
baby?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lay on the pure white plush blanket, her black hair flowing like seaweed, her vibrant body rising and falling alluringly with her
breath . Her face was flushed like a cute little apple in the firelight.
A smile played on her lips as she bit her half-white little finger and sweetly called out, "Husband."

Yan Yu's glans, pressed against Cheng Xiaoyu's vulva, was quickly covered in sweet vaginal fluid. Taking advantage of the wetness, Yan Yu
slid his penis up and down a few times to lubricate it further, then suddenly thrust in with a powerful thrust of his hips. Upon entering, he
was enveloped by layers of delicate, tender flesh. Yan Yu took a breath, moved slightly, and chuckled softly,
"Abundant moisture, like the rainy season. My wife welcomes me to this extent; I truly cannot refuse her hospitality."

Cheng Xiaoyu's small mouth was instantly filled, and she felt her eyes and brows brimming with spring. She smiled and pouted,
"You used to like teasing people with your words. Now that I'm family, you still want to tease me? Is that fun?"

Yan Yu said, "It's only after marrying you that I can tease you openly. Who told you to always look like this little vixen in bed,
enticing people to tease you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, wrapping her legs around Yan Yu's waist and reaching out, "Pick me up."

Yan Yu did as she said, picking her up and letting her sit on his lap, still moving rhythmically around her waist.

Cheng Xiaoyu wrapped one arm around Yan Yu's neck and tapped his chest with the other, saying, "You're not allowed to bully me anymore. A wife is
meant to be cherished, not bullied. If anyone's going to bully someone, it can only be me bullying you."

Yan Yu raised an eyebrow. "Oh, how are you going to bully me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said confidently, "I'm going to hang a sign around your neck that says 'Cheng Xiaoyu.' From now on, you have to write a report to me every time you talk to
any woman. Also, you have to diligently perform
your duties three times a day, morning, noon, and night, plus a midnight snack. You're not allowed to keep a single bit for yourself."

Yan Yu laughed, "You said it yourself. If you dare to say you're full after eating only half of tonight's midnight snack, I
won't allow it."

Cheng Xiaoyu also smiled and pinched Yan Yu's chin. "I, Cheng Xiaoyu, have seen my share of storms. Don't
they say thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger? Mr. Yan, you shouldn't surrender so early." As she spoke, Cheng Xiaoyu
wrapped her arms around Yan Yu's shoulders and began to move up and down on her own.

Yan Yu chuckled, "Cheng Xiaoyu, Cheng Xiaoyu, do you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you changed into new underwear? Your
boasting is enough to scare even the gods down from heaven."

Cheng Xiaoyu giggled, her pretty little red-eyed bunny bouncing around in front of Yan Yu. Yan Yu,
naturally , didn't hold back, reaching behind her and pulling her into his mouth.

Cheng Xiaoyu's rosy nipples blossomed between Yan Yu's warm and agile lips and tongue. Their bodies joined
together in the most intimate way. Cheng Xiaoyu, wrapped around Yan Yu's head, languidly twisted her body up and down like a cat, pulling away slightly
before softly drawing him back in.
A Yan Yu nibbled at those delicate, slippery spots, while his other hand
pressed down lightly on Cheng Xiaoyu's lower abdomen, against the slightly protruding area.

Cheng Xiaoyu hugged Yan Yu's head and groaned. She couldn't stand Yan Yu's actions; it felt like her stomach was about to be pierced
. It was too frantic and intense, and he knew it, yet he still did it. Her delicate clitoris pressed against the hard glans,
and his palm pressed down with a subtle force, like putting a smaller ring on a finger. Didn't he
feel any pain, using so much force? Cheng Xiaoyu groaned, a sound that seemed both painful and pleasurable, and weakly punched Yan Yu's shoulder
. "Don't go any further, it hurts."

Yan Yu gently bit her delicate collarbone. "Don't move, it'll be over soon."

Cheng Xiaoyu knew she couldn't resist him, so she obediently cooperated as much as possible to avoid suffering. The thick penis
finally forced its way into her clitoris, grinding in little by little. The glans squeezed into the tighter cervix, and the umbrella-shaped edge fit perfectly
into the folds of her clitoris. Yan Yu felt even more comfortable than before. He reached out and gently touched Cheng Xiaoyu's once flat nipples.
He kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek, his lips barely touching the small scar on her abdomen. "Xiaoyu, I
'm so happy you gave birth to Shuangshuang."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still unaccustomed to being penetrated so deeply; even the slightest movement seemed to cause pain,
yet throbbing sensation throughout her body. Cheng Xiaoyu froze, afraid to move, and
murmured, clinging to Yan Yu's neck, "You know how hard it is for me."

Yan Yu said, "Of course I know how hard it is for you, I'll definitely make it up to you." As he spoke, he gripped
Cheng Xiaoyu 's waist and began to move her up and down.

Cheng Xiaoyu's passage involuntarily tightened, and

she cried out softly in pain. Yan Yu found it difficult to move forward, trying to coax her to relax, but she clung to him,
refusing to move. Yan Yu sighed helplessly. Just moments ago she had been fiercely demanding his "contract duties," and now she was acting like a spoiled brat.
His Xiaoyu was nothing but a paper tiger.

Seeing that this wasn't working, Yan Yu had to change positions, making Cheng Xiaoyu kneel on the blanket and lowering her waist
to thrust into her from behind again. At first, his movements weren't large, but Cheng Xiaoyu still swayed her peach-like buttocks and
cried out in pain. Yan Yu ignored her, continuing his slow, gentle thrusts, three shallow strokes followed by one deep one. Yan Yu knew her body too well; his firm
strength and simple techniques actually made it easier for Cheng Xiaoyu to accept the depth of his desire. If all he heard was her crying out in pain,
then nothing could be done. Cheng Xiaoyu's smooth, elegant, flawless back undulated in the firelight
, its shadows undulating like a masterpiece sculpture. Yan Yu's hand slid down her silky, cool back,
slapping her pert, pink buttocks hard. Cheng Xiaoyu instinctively tightened, feeling the veins on the
hot thing inside her throb from her pressure, then it retreated two or three inches, hot and full, before thrusting in
again heavily. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but let out a soft moan, gripping the blanket tightly with both hands, her breathing
becoming more rapid. Yan Yu's hand moved up along her opening, accurately pinching her hard clitoris,
squeezing and teasing it rapidly with his thumb. His penis behind her suddenly increased its speed, slapping against
Cheng Xiaoyu .

Cheng Xiaoyu said tremblingly, "Slower...too fast, too much...um...Yan Yu..."

"Baby, it's okay, just close your eyes and feel it."

Cheng Xiaoyu's arms, which were pressed against the blanket, were increasingly unable to support her body. She simply collapsed onto the blanket,
resting her face on her arms, biting her lip to prevent herself from moaning too loudly. She watched the warm firelight
blur before her eyes, the orange-red flames pulsating in rhythm with their movements, growing faster and faster.
Cheng Xiaoyu felt increasingly parched, her body burning and weak as if feverish. Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with
the blanket, and she stammered, "Yan Yu, I... I'm almost there."

Yan Yu leaned down and kissed her earlobe, his warm hand covering her eyes. He whispered in her
ear , "Xiaoyu, I want to bring you all the happiness in the world."

How much happiness in the world was, Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't calculate. She only felt her soul
floating and rising in the star-studded, deep blue night sky, while Yan Yu remained inside her, burning like a raging fire, constantly
whispering the sweetest words in the world. Cheng Xiaoyu, her thoughts hazy, held Yan Yu's hand.
Two lines of poetry drifted into her mind: "The pleasure ended late, the boat returned late, drunk and unaware of the way home." She was intoxicated, intoxicated by her and Yan Yu's
paradise , surrounded by a shower of colorful petals. She couldn't leave, nor did she want to.

Afterwards, the two nestled intimately together, the firewood in the fireplace crackling contentedly.
The fire burned for a long time, the flames gradually dimming, but neither wanted to move, for it was just too comfortable.

Yan Yu lazily kissed the Pisces tattoo on Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist, then looked at it again by the firelight. "It's really beautiful.
I'll get one too, on my lower abdomen, just for you to see."

Cheng Xiaoyu giggled and snuggled against him. "Don't talk nonsense," she said, then remembered something else. "This
blanket …we won't have to pay for it, will we? That would be so embarrassing."

Yan Yu said, "How much does it cost to stay here one night? A hundred blankets would be enough." He then
kissed the back of Cheng Xiaoyu's slightly sweaty ear.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that Yan Yu's semi-erect penis inside her seemed to be stirring again, and she quickly
pushed him away, saying, "Can you really do this? These old bones of yours are being overworked."

Yan Yu laughed, "Don't you know how old I am?" He then pressed down on her again, "
Wife , you said no hoarding."

Chapter 183 Honeymoon Trip

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu stayed in their hotel room for two days, indulging in a decadent and decadent
lifestyle . It was only after Cheng Xiaoyu's stern protests that Yan Yu finally took her out of the hotel. They saw
the Eiffel Tower, went to the Louvre, and cruised the Seine. In this unfamiliar and distant city, everything seemed
so beautiful. Cheng Xiaoyu felt so light she could dance at any moment, while Yan Yu held her
hand the whole time, a faint smile on his lips. It was a wonderful feeling, as if the whole world was playing out a
movie with them as the main characters, and the pedestrians and beautiful scenery were merely background scenery. Cheng Xiaoyu, wearing a white wide-brimmed
hat, sat on a cruise ship, squinting at the beautiful Seine River under the setting sun. Her long hair swayed gently in the wind, brushing against
her fair cheeks and smooth shoulders. Yan Yu raised his phone and said, "Xiaoyu, look this way." Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head
and smiled , and Yan Yu quickly pressed the shutter button. The happy smile was captured on the phone screen, and Yan Yu
smiled too. He had lost all his previous photos, but it didn't matter; from now on, he would take more photos related to
happiness .

They spent a week in Paris and then went to London. Although the weather in London was gloomy, Cheng Xiaoyu
seemed to possess a unique, serene beauty. When they checked into the hotel, Yan Yu quietly asked her if she wanted to choose a room with a fireplace, but
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and shook her head. Yan Yu took Cheng Xiaoyu to his old university, pointing out
which dorm room was where the classrooms were, what clubs he had participated in, and where he often held parties.
Cheng Xiaoyu was naturally envious, but then she remembered that Yan Yu and Fang Fei were also alumni, and a pang of jealousy welled up inside her.
She wanted to but that would bring up the time when Bei Mingcheng invited her to dinner and she saw Yan Yu and Fang Fei on a blind date, so
she decided to let it go. Happiness is hard-won; let bygones be bygones.

After leaving London, the two went to Barcelona. Cheng Xiaoyu, following local customs, bought a big red dress and watched
a bullfight. Yan Yu exclaimed how exciting it was, but Cheng Xiaoyu found it terrifying; her heart felt like it was being held in place the entire time.
Her throat was constantly sore. Because of their perfect timing, they even managed to catch a Barcelona home game.
Cheng Xiaoyu thrilled to see her longtime idol, Messi, shouting, yelling, and waving excitedly. But that wasn't unusual; the
stadium was full of shouting fans. Barcelona won the home game decisively. When the final whistle blew, Cheng Xiaoyu happily
cupped Yan Yu's face and kissed him twice. As a loyal Real Madrid fan, Yan Yu could only
shrug and remain silent.

Originally, Yan Yu planned to go to Rome and Vienna. Although Cheng Xiaoyu also wanted to try authentic Italian
pasta and experience the legendary music capital, she missed Shuangshuang terribly, looking at
Shuangshuang's photos on her phone several times a day. So she told Yan Yu she wanted to go back. Yan Yu had been to these places before when he was in university
, and this trip was just to make sure Cheng Xiaoyu had a good time. Since she insisted, Yan Yu had no choice but to agree. They could travel as a family of three when
Shuangshuang older; that would be wonderful too.

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu returned home, travel-worn. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't even have time to change her shoes before rushing to hug Shuangshuang.
After more than half a month apart, her daughter seemed to have changed quite a bit; she, as a mother, really shouldn't have.
Holding eyes welled up with tears.

Yan Yu also came over and touched Shuangshuang's little face. "Baby Shuangshuang, did you miss Daddy?"

Little Shuangshuang opened her big, dark eyes, looking at her mother and then at her father, reaching out her little hand to grab her mother's
hair and giggling twice.

Snoopy stood at the doorway of the children's room, its chubby face rubbing against the doorframe with a mournful expression. Why
didn't anyone even glance at it? Not a single glance. Alas, beauty fades before love ends, a new generation replaces the old.

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu went on a trip abroad, bringing back gifts for both sets of parents and Shuangshuang. The two families then gathered
together for a lively meal.

At the dinner table, Cheng Jianping thanked the Yan family for taking care of Cheng Xiaoyu. He said he knew his daughter had many
shortcomings and hoped the two in-laws would be understanding. He would
be happier than anything if Xiaoyu and Yan Yu could live a good life together. He and Zhou Dongmei had been in Rongcheng for more than half a year, and now that everything was settled,
they should return to Liucheng.

Yan Yu naturally tried his best to persuade them to stay and continue living with them. If they really
couldn't get used to living together, he would buy another house for his parents-in-law nearby. In short, he hoped they would settle down in Rongcheng and
not go back to Liucheng.

Cheng Jianping laughed and said that Yan Yu was a filial son, but he and Zhou Dongmei had been in Liucheng for so many years and had
gotten used to Their old neighbors and friends were all there, and they still wanted to go back. Anyway, he was retired,
and transportation was convenient now. If Yan Yu didn't mind, they could come to see their daughter and son-in-law often every year or two.

Zhou Dongmei agreed, and after Yan Yu persuaded her for a while, she finally agreed.

After seeing Cheng Jianping and Zhou Dongmei off, Cheng Xiaoyu told Yan Yu that she wanted to go back to work at the company. Shuangshuang was already
eight months pregnant , and with a nanny at home, Cheng Xiaoyu felt she didn't need to stay home every day anymore; she didn't plan to be
a housewife. Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Then why don't you be my assistant?
It'll be easier ." Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and said, "I used to be a manager. Our director said if I work hard for a few years, I have a good chance of being promoted.
" Yan Yu laughed too, saying, "Being my assistant would mean a small official title but a lot of real power. Besides, we're together every day; wouldn't it be convenient to occasionally
use your power for personal gain ?"

When Yan's mother found out, she wasn't happy. One day, when Yan Yu came home for dinner, she complained to her son at the table
, "Why did you let your wife go to the company again? She didn't even say hello."

Yan Yu said, "What's there to say hello to? She's so young, are you expecting her to just stay home and rest?"

Yan's mother said, "What's wrong with staying home? You're not here to rest, so who raised you and your sister?"

"We have a housekeeper." "

Can a housekeeper compare to your own mother? Xiaoyu is still immature. You don't like it when I talk to her,
and it seems like I'm the only one who's right. She should stay home and properly educate Shuangshuang, so we can give you another son next year.
What kind of duty is it for her to run to the company all the time?"

Yan Yu sighed, "Mom, look at you. Do you think all women are like you? If she's happy at work,
let her work. We'll educate Shuangshuang together, and we'll make sure she's well-behaved. Besides, what era are we living
in? Sons and daughters are the same.

" "It's all the same," said Yan Yu. "Our Yan Yan is capable, but what happened in the end? She still had to
take care of her own little family. In the end, the family business will still be inherited by the son."

Yan Yu wanted to say something, but his father also spoke up, "Your mother is right. You and Xiao Yu are both
in your thirties , not too old. It would be better to have another child in a year or two."

In Yan Yu's heart, he didn't want Cheng Xiao Yu to have any more children. She had encountered such frightening
things twice during her two pregnancies. He really didn't want Cheng Xiao Yu to suffer even a little bit more. Seeing his parents' attitude, Yan Yu could only
wave his hand and say, "Let's talk about this later."

His mother added, "Your father-in-law and his wife have been gone for a month now. When are you going to move back home?
Since your wife doesn't have time to take care of the child, perhaps I, at my age, can help you with that?"

Although Yan Yu didn't think much of moving back home, he figured Cheng Xiaoyu probably wouldn't want to, so he vaguely said,
"Our coming back would disturb your peace. Let's leave it at that for now. If you both want to visit, just go ahead; it's
not far ."

His mother put down her chopsticks, looked at Yan Yu, and said, "Did Cheng Xiaoyu teach you to say that?"

Yan Yu frowned. "Not at all. Mom, you're really annoying during meals."

Back home, Yan Yu tentatively told Cheng Xiaoyu that his mother wanted them to move back home and asked what she thought.
Cheng Xiaoyu was sitting on the bed reading a book. Hearing this, she put down the book, thought for a moment, and asked, "What did your dad say?"

"My dad didn't say anything, but he definitely wants us to move back in. What old person doesn't love their grandchildren?
They all want to see Shuangshuang every day. But of course, I'll discuss anything with you. If you really don't want to, we won't
move back."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a while before speaking, "I know you're in a difficult position, but actually, I'm in a difficult position too.
You know your mother's personality; she always likes to find fault with me. I know
that's , but she's your mother, so I can't say much. I always have to be careful in front of her, afraid of doing something wrong that
she won't like. Yan Yu, how about this? From now on, besides going to your house on weekends, we can also..."
"I'm willing to take Shuangshuang to your house often and buy your parents gifts to make them happy. But I always
want a home where I can make my own decisions. I think home should be a place to relax. If I have to be careful at home,
I definitely won't be happy in the long run. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ever since learning about Bei Mingcheng's situation, Yan Yu simply didn't know how to treat Cheng Xiaoyu better.
How could he refuse Cheng Xiaoyu's words? The next time he went back to the Yan family's old house, he firmly rejected the suggestion of going back to
live with them . Yan's mother was naturally angry and gave Cheng Xiaoyu a cold shoulder. Cheng Xiaoyu was also annoyed,
but she felt sorry for Yan Yu and didn't show it too much. She wasn't like before, where she could just swallow her anger and let
it pass . Life can't always be perfect. Although she and Yan's mother inevitably had some friction that bothered her,
Cheng Xiaoyu was already very content with Yan Yu and Shuangshuang.

Chapter 184 Dad or Mom

Cheng Xiaoyu had previously worked as Yan Yu's assistant. Returning to her old job, she was confident she'd be a breeze
, but to her surprise, she was overwhelmed from the start. After all, Jiacheng was
a completely different company from the former Ruiyu, and Cheng Xiaoyu had only handled simple tasks before; the main work was done with Song Xuewen. Now,
Song Xuewen had been transferred to the HR department as deputy director. Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't worked for over a year, so this sudden surge in workload
was naturally challenging.

Yan Yu suggested bringing in another assistant so she could help out. However, Cheng Xiaoyu was unwilling to
let Yan Yu underestimate her abilities, so she said, "Give me a month, and I guarantee I'll manage the assistant's work perfectly
. If you still don't think it's good after a month, you can find someone else; I have no objection."

Yan Yu agreed, not expecting her to be exceptionally good. But after two or three
weeks once Cheng Xiaoyu was familiar with the work, she indeed performed flawlessly, leaving him with nothing to criticize
. Yan Yu then looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with genuine respect and praised her a couple of times, making Cheng Xiaoyu feel a little embarrassed.

Shuangshuang grew up day by day, from sitting to standing to crawling. Every evening when
Yan
Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu returned home, they seemed to find something new and delightful. No matter what troubles they had elsewhere, as long as they saw their daughter's adorable little face when they got home, all their worries seemed to vanish.

After eight or nine months, Shuangshuang started frequently biting her fingers and babbling
away , while Snoopy lazily lay on the windowsill, basking in the sun, wagging its tail, and listening indifferently to
Shuangshuang's Martian language. The two, human and cat, got along harmoniously.

Cheng Xiaoyu realized her daughter was learning to talk, so every night she would bring Shuangshuang to the bedroom bed,
playing with her and patiently teaching her to say "Mama" over and over again. Sometimes Yan Yu would play with the mother and daughter, and
sometimes he would sit at the computer desk next to them, looking at documents and materials.

Cats love warm places, and Snoopy usually sits next to the laptop at night, enjoying
the warmth emanating from the machine, occasionally meowing to remind Yan Yu of its presence. Sometimes Yan Yu gets so engrossed in something
that he ignores it, and Snoopy has become bolder. When Yan Yu ignores it, it stretches out its chubby little paw and pats Yan
Yu's arm. If Yan Yu still ignores it, its little paw will slap the laptop. In the end, Yan Yu has to
reach out and stroke it a couple of times before it will meow a few times and obediently lie back down. One day, Yan Yu deliberately teased it. Even though he
had finished reading the documents, he was still staring intently at the webpage,
ignoring . Snoopy wagged its tail and circled around a couple of times. Seeing that Yan Yu was still only staring at the screen, it actually
crawled up to the laptop, its chubby little body completely blocking the screen. Then it turned its head to look
at Yan Yu and gave him a coquettish look. Yan Yu found it amusing, but didn't show it on his face. He simply crossed his arms and
looked Snoopy, seemingly with a hint of reproach. Snoopy looked up at Yan Yu with its chubby little face,
but was ultimately intimidated by its master's imposing presence. It lowered its little head, jumped off the computer desk, took a few steps, and hopped onto the bed
to find Shuangshuang. Shuangshuang was holding onto the headboard, wobbling as she tried to take a step. Seeing Snoopy approach,
she immediately jumped up and down happily, reaching out to ruffle Snoopy's soft white fur.
Snoopy was used to being ruffled by Yan Shuangshuang and didn't mind. It curled up into a ball on the bed and didn't move.

Cheng Xiaoyu was tired of teaching Shuangshuang to say "Mama," so she reached out and stroked Snoopy's fur, continuing to talk to
Shuangshuang , "Look, Snoopy's here, snoopy, snoopy."

Shuangshuang's dark, grape-like eyes looked at the chubby Snoopy and then at her mother, her little mouth opening and
closing, uttering a mumbled "p."

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless. Even though Snoopy was just a cat, it probably wouldn't be happy to be called "fart. "

Yan Yu sat down beside her. "Shuangshuang is still so young, it's hard for her to say 'snoopy,' so we have to
teach her mom and dad first. Come on, Shuangshuang, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad..."

Cheng Xiaoyu lay down on the bed. "Honey, raising a child is so tiring. If only she could grow up so fast,
run, jump, talk, and take care of herself!"

Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "No, she'll get married when she grows up. It's better for her to stay with us."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Yeah, that's true. By the time Shuangshuang gets married, I'll be an old woman."

Yan Yu laughed, "If you become an old woman, I'll naturally become an old man."

As they were talking and laughing, little Shuangshuang looked up at her parents and suddenly shouted loudly, "..."
"Bap!"

Yan Yu was taken aback. "Baby Shuangshuang, what did you say?"

Little Shuangshuang puffed out her fair and adorable little face and shouted "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" several times like a machine gun. Yan Yu
happily hugged his daughter and kissed her repeatedly, making Shuangshuang squint her eyes and giggle.

Cheng Xiaoyu clapped her hands and said, "Shuangshuang can say 'Daddy' now!" After a pause, she became a little jealous, "She can
say 'Daddy' first."

Yan Yu was as happy as if it were a festival, holding Shuangshuang and swinging her high up and down. Shuangshuang kicked her little legs happily, and
her laughter rose an octave.

Cheng Xiaoyu pushed Yan Yu's back unhappily, "Say 'Daddy,' say 'Daddy,' from now on, say 'Daddy'
to play with you and 'Daddy' to change your diapers!" After Cheng Xiaoyu started working, although Shuangshuang was mostly taken care of by her
grandparents , Cheng Xiaoyu would spend time with Shuangshuang herself after work, no matter how tired she was. She would play with her, feed
her milk, bathe her, and take her for walks. Of course, Yan Yu also doted on Shuangshuang, and he used all his affection on his precious daughter.
He basically threw anything that wasn't the most expensive or the best directly into the trash. But no matter what, Yan Yu
still spent less time on Shuangshuang than Cheng Xiaoyu
. Even so, Shuangshuang's first name was still "Dad," which naturally made Cheng Xiaoyu angry.

Yan Yu then realized he'd gotten a little carried away and quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "It doesn't matter who you call first, right?
Look how clearly our baby calls people." Then, beaming, he said, "Shuangshuang, say 'Dad' again."

Shuangshuang shook her neck and sweetly called out "Dad" again.

Cheng Xiaoyu leaned closer and said, "My good daughter, call me 'Mommy' too. Mommy has been teaching you for so long, Mommy,
Mommy, Shuangshuang, listen, Mommy, Mommy."

Shuangshuang opened her eyes wide and looked at her mother, then crisply called out "Dad" twice more, giggling afterward.

Yan Yu beamed, while Cheng Xiaoyu pouted, "You like Daddy so much,
but I'm the one who went through all that trouble to give birth to you."

Yan Yu laughed, "I like you just as much, don't be jealous."

Cheng Xiaoyu reached out to hug Snoopy, a little annoyed, "You naughty Shuangshuang, raising you is worse than raising a cat.
At least Snoopy knows who its real owner is." Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't realized that in the past six months
, she had been so busy taking care of Shuangshuang that she hadn't had much time to pay attention to Snoopy. Snoopy had long since switched to
hanging out with Yan Yu, usually following him wherever he went. Now, seeing Cheng Xiaoyu reach out to hug it, it
nestled against Yan Yu's leg, hooking its little paws around his pants, unwilling to leave, and even meowed a couple of times in a spoiled manner.

Cheng Xiaoyu, feeling embarrassed, stood up with her hands on her hips and looked at Yan Yu. "Hello, I like you. From now on,
I won't care about the cat or the people, you can take care of them."

Yan Yu picked up Shuangshuang and sat her on the edge of the bed, smiling. "With such a handsome and capable father, it's normal for Shuangshuang
to like me. As for Snoopy..." Yan Yu stroked Snoopy's fur. "You
know, being liked by too many people of the opposite sex is also a problem." As Yan Yu spoke, Snoopy even cooperated by placing its two
front paws on Yan Yu's legs and stretching comfortably.

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, "You get all smug just because Shuangshuang called you twice. If you keep pissing me off, you can sleep
with , I won't let you into this room."

Yan Yu laughed, "Shuangshuang has Auntie with her, she doesn't need me."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I don't need you either."

Yan Yu said, "You don't need me, but I do need you."

Cheng Xiaoyu glared at him, but Yan Yu saw it as a charming glance. Yan Yu smiled and pulled
Cheng Xiaoyu to sit next to him, "Oh, you're still angry. You're so polite to everyone else, but with me, you
're like a living ancestor."

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted again, picked up Shuangshuang and went to play with her.

Yan Yu put his arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder from behind and said, "My dear wife, although our daughter and Snoopy both
like me more, I like you more. I swear to God, I like you the most."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile when she heard this. She pulled a strand of hair from Shuangshuang's hands and said,
"Shuangshuang always pulls my hair, sometimes it hurts. Maybe I should cut it."

"Don't cut it." Yan Yu rolled the strand of hair into his own hand. "I like your hair the most. It's so
smooth on the bed, and it makes your pink face look so sexy." Yan Yu
whispered the last sentence in Cheng Xiaoyu's ear, and then he put her slightly warm earlobe into his warm mouth.

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and dodged, "Stop fooling around, I'm holding Shuangshuang."

"It's getting late, honey, Shuangshuang should go to sleep, and we should rest too."

Shuangshuang and Snoopy were swept out of the house together. Little Shuangshuang, oblivious, went to sleep with
her nanny . Snoopy, however, knew that Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu were up to something, making love every night and
keeping the door tightly shut. Humph, it didn't care to watch. Snoopy jumped onto the windowsill of the children's room, curled its tail, and looked
at the bright, round moon peeking through the curtains. It was so beautiful. The room was dark and
quiet all the humans would be fast asleep, and then this would be Snoopy's domain.

Chapter 185 The Catwoman Returns

Today is Yan Yu's birthday. He invited his three brothers, Wen Si, Bi Xiang, and Li Bowen,
to his house for dinner, each with their wives and children. Yan Yu cooked himself, Wen Si assisted, and the others watched TV
and chatted in the living room. Li Mingming carried Wen He into the children's room to see Yan Shuangshuang. She found Yan Shuangshuang sitting in her crib with railings
, playing with a large white cat with yellow stripes on its head. She was rubbing the cat's head with her chubby little hands,
making cooing noises. The cat seemed a little annoyed by Yan Shuangshuang's rubbing and stretched out its chubby
front paws, almost as plump as Yan Shuangshuang herself, and waved them at her. Yan Shuangshuang then gave the white cat a light tap on the head. The white cat
meowed a little sadly, but didn't leave, remaining lying motionless on the bed.

Li Mingming quickly said to Cheng Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the sofa outside chatting with Bi Xiang's wife, He Lu, "Xiaoyu,
you can't leave your daughter with the cat. Kids don't know their own strength;
what ?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and walked over, saying, "No, my Snoopy is very intelligent. It knows who
Shuangshuang is, and it won't show its claws, right, Snoopy?" Cheng Xiaoyu said, squatting down
and scratching Snoopy's chin.

Wen He, held in her mother's arms, looked at Yan Shuangshuang and Snoopy on the bed and waved happily.

Li Mingming also smiled and squatted down, saying to Wen He, "Look, little Shuangshuang."

Wen He nodded, "Little sister."

Yan Shuangshuang hugged Snoopy and looked at Li Mingming and Wen He with a smile.

Wen He kicked his legs to get down from his mother's arms, reached out and touched Yan Shuangshuang's hair, then touched Snoopy
's head, before grabbing the crib railing with his short legs, trying to get in.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Wen He wants to go in and play with his sister?"

Wen He nodded, and Cheng Xiaoyu picked him up and put him in the crib. The crib was
clearly a bit crowded with two children and a chubby cat, but the two children clearly enjoyed each other's company. Yan Shuangshuang had
only recently learned to speak and could only utter a few simple words. Wen He, five or six months older, could already speak in sentences
, though his words were somewhat incoherent and he had a slight lisp. Even so, they chatted happily,
gesturing and talking animatedly towards the cat.

Li Mingming looked at the two children and couldn't help but sigh, "In the blink of an eye, the children are so big, and I'm still not married."
"It feels like just yesterday,

" Wen Si called from outside. "Xiaoyu, Aunt Li Mingming, come out for dinner!"

Cheng Xiaoyu and Li Mingming exchanged a smile and went out together to help set the table.

The meal was a pleasant one for both hosts and guests. After seeing Wen Si and his group off, Yan Yu returned to his bedroom, leaned against the bed, closed his eyes
, and pinched the bridge of his nose. The four brothers had all been quite happy to be together today, and he had drunk quite a bit.

Cheng Xiaoyu nestled in Yan Yu's arms, hugging his neck, and asked, "Did you drink a little too much?"

Yan Yu smiled with his eyes closed. "No, not too much,"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "Did you have a happy birthday?"

Yan Yu opened his eyes, wrapped his arms around Cheng Xiaoyu's waist, and stroked it twice. "Did you get a birthday present?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled. "What kind of present do you want?"

"What present do you have?"

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed. "What are you lacking? You have a wife and daughter, a happy family,"

Yan Yu smiled. "You're right,"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled too. "How could I not have a present for my husband's birthday? But I'll have to wait a bit, I'll
take it . I'm going to take a shower first. I just asked the housekeeper to make you some honey water, you can have a cup later."

Yan Yu hummed in agreement, and Cheng Xiaoyu kissed him on the cheek, then got up, took her clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Yan Yu went to the living room to drink the honey water, then went into the children's room to check on his sleeping daughter before returning to the bedroom to wait for
Cheng Xiaoyu to come out. Yan Yu leaned against the bed, half-closing his eyes, just about to rest for a while, when suddenly he heard a snap, and
the light went out as someone turned it off.

Yan Yu opened his eyes, and in the dim light of the bathroom, he saw Cheng Xiaoyu standing gracefully in the doorway. She
wore fluffy cat ears, a black lace rhinestone bra, a slender, bare waist, fluffy thong
underwear, and a large, bushy black tail that swayed gently behind her. Her straight, slender legs
swayed gracefully as she walked towards Yan Yu. Reaching him, she deftly flicked her fair, jade-like wrist with a fluffy
whip, tilted her head back, and smiled slightly, "Surprise, Catwoman returns."

Six years later, at the Yan family's old mansion.

"Who said you can't eat lunch at midnight? Who said rainbows can't grow on your head? Who said blue equals sadness?
Look at the sky and the ocean! When the wind is favorable, spread your wings and fly; when the wind is against you, treat it like surfing; and
when let me open the skylight!" The music of Mayday rang out cheerfully with the morning sunlight. Cheng Xiaoyu rubbed
her eyes, turned off her phone alarm, and nudged Yan Yu beside her, "Get up." Yan

Yu yawned, sat up, grabbed the shirt draped over the chair, and pulled it on. She stood up, buttoning it as she walked to the bathroom. A pair of light blue toothbrush cups sat on the sink. The two of them each took one and began brushing their teeth. Cheng Xiaoyu blew white bubbles as she looked at her face in the mirror. Everyone said she looked young and beautiful, not at all like her age. Shuangshuang and Duidui both said she was prettier than the other mothers in her class . Since that was the case, she naturally wanted to strive to always be a beautiful mother. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled at herself in the mirror. Not bad, her complexion was rosy and radiant; she looked great in the mirror. Yan Yu rinsed her mouth, put down her toothbrush, and wiped her lips. "No need to look anymore, I'm very beautiful." Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, finished rinsing her mouth, cupped Yan Yu's face in her hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed her before running to the nearby dressing to pick out clothes. The kiss left a faint green tea toothpaste taste on Yan Yu's face. Yan Yu smiled, fixed her hair in the mirror, and turned to go downstairs. Downstairs, Yan's father and four-year-old Yan Anqing were sitting at the table eating. Yan's father, his hands trembling, held a small piece of fried dough stick dipped in soy milk and offered it to little Anqing, who opened his mouth wide and ate it. Yan 's father's wrinkles deepened with a smile. "Good boy, Duidui, have another bite, ah." Yan Anqing was Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu's son, nicknamed Duidui. Mr. Yan was overjoyed to learn that Cheng Xiaoyu had given birth to her second child, a son. He spent several days researching in the dictionary and chose the name Anqing for the child. When Yan Yu returned home, he asked Cheng Xiaoyu what she thought of the name. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything, only smiling and remarking that the name sounded a bit like something from ancient times. Later, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu gave their son a nickname, Duidui, which sounded like a brother and sister, and was easy to pronounce. Cheng Xiaoyu was initially reluctant to move back to the Yan family's old house, but a granddaughter and a grandson were two precious treasures to the two elderly people , and the grandparents wanted to visit them several times a day. In addition, Mr. Yan's health had deteriorated in the past two years, having suffered a stroke before, and Yan Yu was worried . Later , she privately discussed moving back with Cheng Xiaoyu, and Cheng Xiaoyu agreed, not wanting to put Yan Yu in a difficult position. Mrs. Yan had also aged in recent years; her eyesight had worsened and her back was bent. After Cheng Xiaoyu moved in, Mrs. Yan was no longer as critical of her as before . No matter what, they're family. Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't used to it at first, but she got used to it over time. Little Anqing saw Yan Yu come downstairs and looked up, calling out "Daddy" in his childish voice. Yan Yu said, "Yes, yes, didn't Daddy say you can't talk while eating? You have to swallow the food in your mouth before you talk, okay?" Yan Anqing nodded. Yan Yu sat down, eating while glancing at the newspaper on the table. Soon, Cheng Xiaoyu also came downstairs. Yan Anqing quickly pushed away the spoon his grandfather offered him, supporting himself on the chair as he stepped down, rushing over like , "Mommy!" Cheng Xiaoyu smiled, squatted down, picked up Yan Anqing, and kissed his soft, white face, "Good morning, little Anqing." Yan Anqing hugged his mother's neck and kissed her on the fragrant cheek, "Good morning, Mommy." Cheng Xiaoyu carried little Anqing back to his seat and sat down in the chair next to her. Yan Yu ladled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Cheng Xiaoyu. Then he said to his father, "Dad, let him eat by himself. Don't feed him. What's it like for a boy to be so clingy?" Yan Duidui knew his father was talking about him, so he didn't say anything. He just opened his mouth and ate whatever his grandfather fed him. Yan's father said, "Duiduui is still young, only four years old. He's so well-behaved when he eats. When you were little, you would run all over the table when your mother fed you." Yan Yu sighed. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and nudged him, "Go check on Shuangshuang. Why hasn't she come out yet?" Yan Yu went into Shuangshuang and Duidui's room and saw his little princess sitting in . Yan's mother took a hair clip and put it in her hair. Yan Shuangshuang shook her head and said, "Oh, this doesn't look good." Yan's mother quickly took it off and found another hair clip to put in her hair. Yan Shuangshuang pouted and said, "It still doesn't look good."

"Look, Grandma, you're so silly."

Mrs. Yan said with a chuckle. "Okay, Grandma's silly. So, which one does Shuangshuang want to wear?"

Shuangshuang got off the stool, opened the drawer next to her, and looked for her favorite hair clip. Seeing her father come in,
her little face immediately lit up with a smile. "Daddy's here!"

Yan Yu walked in. "Shuangshuang, hurry up, it's time to go downstairs for dinner."

Shuangshuang nodded and picked out a pink rhinestone butterfly hair clip from the drawer. "Daddy, does this
look good ?"

Yan Yu knelt down and kissed his daughter on the cheek. "It looks good."

"Dad, put it on my head."

Yan Yu pinned the hair clip to Yan Shuangshuang's head, picked up his daughter, and turned to his mother, saying, "Come on, Mom,
let's go downstairs for dinner."

Shuangshuang was three years older than Duidui and had a more lively personality. The family sat at the table, and she was the most talkative one. "
Grandpa , I had a dream this morning when Grandma woke me up. I dreamt of Grandpa.
Grandpa was fighting a big monster. Grandpa was so powerful!"

Yan's father chuckled. "How did Grandpa fight the monster?"

Yan Shuangshuang began to describe it with gestures.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Shuangshuang, eat faster. Everyone waits for you every day. If you don't
finish , you'll be late and the teacher will scold you."

Yan Shuangshuang glanced at her mother, pouted, and tore the fried dough stick into pieces.

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned, "You stop eating properly as soon as I mention it, aren't you being naughty?"

Yan Yu quickly said, "I'm not late, Shuangshuang, don't worry, eat slowly."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu, "You always spoil her."

Yan's mother said, "Oh dear, we can't rush her, she won't eat well if you rush her. So what if she's late? Our
Shuangshuang is growing, can she not eat well?"

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to remain silent. The elderly naturally spoil their children, so logically she and Yan Yu shouldn't spoil them anymore.
But Yan Yu still acted like a father to An Qing, always saying that boys should do this and that, he had quite a few demands,
but when it came to Shuangshuang, he was completely powerless to resist. No wonder people say that daughters are their fathers' lovers from a past life,
it's absolutely true. Yan Shuangshuang, this little girl, is beautiful and eloquent, and has been weak since childhood, how could
she not be loved? Spoiled by the whole family, she's developed a spoiled princess's temper. At only seven, she's already like a little devil.
Cheng Xiaoyu thinks about how much trouble she'll cause when she grows up.

Chapter 186: Stealing Pleasure (H)

Yan Shuangshuang's elementary school and Yan Anqing's kindergarten weren't far from the Yan family home. Every day, Yan Yu would drive his two
children to their respective places before going to work with Cheng Xiaoyu. Watching Yan Shuangshuang, carrying her pink Mickey Mouse
backpack and her ponytail swinging, enter the school gate, Yan Yu started the car and drove towards the company.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Whenever I mention Shuangshuang, you and Mom and Dad all start criticizing me. I'm not
kidding spoil her at such a young age? She won't be able to make friends or attract men in the future."

Yan Yu said dismissively, "Our Shuangshuang has a great personality. Kids who are too honest suffer.
It's not about having many friends, just two or three close ones. Besides, is my daughter any less than perfect? I'm afraid she'll have
a whole line of guys chasing after her in the future, and that would be a real headache for me."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You don't have all the right ideas. Anyway, you're not allowed to interfere when I'm teaching her manners."

Yan Yu could only say, "Okay, okay, I won't interfere."

When they got to the company, Cheng Xiaoyu organized the documents, and Yan Yu went to a meeting. At noon, the two of them had lunch
together Yan Yu handled a few more things, and they went home early, before four o'clock. Yan Yu was taking Cheng Xiaoyu to a dinner party tonight
. In the past, Yan's parents usually attended these events, but they
've gotten quite old these past two years and have decided to leave everything to Yan Yu, so Cheng Xiaoyu has been busy as well.

When Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu got home, they saw Yan's father playing with Yan Anqing in the living room. Yan Yu glanced at his watch.
"Dad, you picked up Duidui early again."

Yan's father said, "Duiui said she wanted to come home early. I asked, and they finished their morning classes, so
picking her up a little early in the afternoon is fine."

Yan Yu went downstairs to play with Yan Anqing with her father, while Cheng Xiaoyu went upstairs to put on makeup and change clothes.

About half an hour later, Yan's mother returned with Yan Shuangshuang, followed by a
clever endearing little boy, Wen He, Yan Shuangshuang's classmate and childhood playmate. Wen He changed her shoes after entering the house and
walked over to Yan Yu, saying, "Grandpa Yan, Uncle Yan, I've come to your house to do my homework."

Yan Yu smiled and patted Wen He's head, "Your parents know you're here, right?"

Wen He nodded.

Yan Anqing loved being with her sister the most and ran over with a smile, "Sister, you're out of school!"

Yan Shuangshuang said, "Yes, Wen He, let's hurry up and do our homework, then go play in the garden."

After Yan Shuangshuang finished speaking, Cheng Xiaoyu came down from upstairs. Her wavy hair was styled into a bun and secured with a sapphire
hairpin , leaving only a few strands winding down her long, delicate neck. Cheng Xiaoyu wore a
champagne-colored V-neck off-shoulder dress made of chiffon, her slender fingers painted with the same color nail polish, and a pair of
high heels as beautiful as golden sand. She didn't wear any expensive jewelry, only a Pisces necklace that she wore every day and a diamond bracelet on
her wrist , yet she looked indescribably elegant and graceful.

Yan Shuangshuang happily rushed over and hugged Cheng Xiaoyu's waist, looking up and saying, "Mom, you look so pretty in that dress!
I want a dress like that too. Buy me one later."

Cheng Xiaoyu rubbed Yan Shuangshuang's head and said, "You're so young, you're too vain. These are adult
clothes ."

Yan Anqing also ran over, swinging her chubby little legs. "Mom is so pretty." She then
pressed her round little face against Cheng Xiaoyu's leg.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and led the two children back to the sofa. She pulled Wenhe over and said, "Wenhe,
what Auntie will have someone make it."

Wenhe often ate at the Yan family's house, so she wasn't shy. "Auntie, your cola chicken wings were delicious last time, I
want to eat them again."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "That's not difficult, I'll make it for you again today."

Yan Shuangshuang pulled Wenhe and said, "Let's go do our homework quickly, then we can go play."

The two children carried their schoolbags and went into the study. Yan Anqing saw this and quickly shuffled after them on her short legs
. "Sister, I want to go too, I want to go too!"

Yan Shuangshuang said. "You don't have any homework."

Yan Anqing pulled Yan Shuangshuang's arm with a sad face. "Sister, I want to do my homework with you."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Shuangshuang, take your little brother with you. Give him a piece of paper and let him write whatever he
wants ."

Yan Shuangshuang said, "Okay. But if I help you with your homework, you can't talk to me or ask me
anything. The teacher said we need to be quiet while studying."

Yan Anqing nodded happily and followed her sister into the study.

Snoopy was enjoying the warm evening sunlight on the windowsill when the three children
pushed open the door, put down their schoolbags, took out their pencil cases, and searched for their homework. They chattered for a while before finally quieting down. Of the two siblings,
Snoopy preferred Duidui because Duidui was gentle, while her sister had been a bit wild since childhood.
Yan Anqing wrote the Arabic numerals from one to ten on a blank sheet of paper. Looking up, she saw her older sister and brother Wenhe were still
doing their homework . Then she took another sheet of paper and started drawing on Snoopy.
After finishing, she happily ran to Snoopy. "Snoopy, do you like the drawing I made for you?"

Snoopy, looking at the disproportionately large head and body of the animal on the paper, didn't know
how to comment and just lay there indifferently, pretending not to understand.

Seeing that Snoopy didn't react, Yan Anqing quickly pointed to her drawing and explained, "This is your head, this
is your whiskers, this is your tail. Snoopy, look how much it looks like you!" Snoopy had no choice
but to stick out its tongue and perfunctorily lick the paper, indicating that it accepted the drawing.

Yan Anqing happily rested her chin on her hand and said, "You like my drawing, right? I'll write your name on it."
Yan Anqing picked up the pen, thought for a moment, then ran to her sister and asked, "Sister, how do you write Snoopy?"

Yan Shuangshuang took the pen and was about to write on the paper when she suddenly realized that although she
was used to calling him Snoopy since childhood, she really didn't know how to write it. But she had to uphold her sister's authority, so Yan Shuangshuang held the pen for a while,
then finally said with a stern face, "Didn't I tell you not to bother me while I'm doing my homework? You're bothering me again. Yes, you're so annoying."

Yan Anqing held the paper, pouting at her sister without saying a word.

Wen He reached out and took the paper. "Yes, yes, I'll write it for you." Then she carefully wrote Snoopy's name on the paper, stroke by stroke
.

Yan Anqing said happily, "Brother Wenhe is so smart."

Yan Shuangshuang felt a little embarrassed, but then she thought that Wenhe was her follower, and if her follower was so
capable , then she, as the older sister, would naturally be even more capable. Thinking this way, Yan Shuangshuang became happy again.

After Yan Shuangshuang and Wenhe finished their homework, Yan's mother said that dinner would be ready soon, and they could go out to play after dinner.
Sure enough, there were cola chicken wings that Wenhe liked on the table. After Yan's parents finished dinner with the three children, Yan's
mother instructed, "Shuangshuang, just play in the garden, don't go out. Take good care of your younger brother and don't let him
fall."

Yan Shuangshuang agreed repeatedly and ran out with Wenhe and Yan Anqing in the blink of an eye.

Attending such high-society banquets once or twice is novel, but attending too many times only brings boredom. Cheng Xiaoyu is now
very adept at socializing and knows that in such occasions, it's usually around eight or nine o'clock when the host and guests
come on stage to say a few words and everyone takes photos before leaving. Cheng Xiaoyu was chatting with several women of similar age
about shoes, bags, clothes, and skincare, but her mind kept wandering around the room. Yan Yu was also
chatting with a few men when Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes met his. Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu looking at him, Yan Yu
gave her a wink. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't understand, but Yan Yu turned and said a few words to someone next to him, then
turned and left. He turned back and nodded at her as he walked to a side door, then slipped out. Cheng Xiaoyu
told the women she was chatting with that she saw an acquaintance and wanted to say a few words, but seeing no one paying attention, she
also left through the side door.

The hallway wasn't as brightly lit as the lobby, and Yan Yu leaned against the wall waiting for her. Cheng Xiaoyu walked over. "Why did you call me
out ?"

Yan Yu asked. "Weren't you bored in there?"

Cheng Xiaoyu twirled her shoes. "What can I do if I'm bored?"

Yan Yu reached out and pulled Cheng Xiaoyu along, quickly walking towards the end of the corridor. Cheng Xiaoyu, wearing high heels, had to take
small hurried steps to keep up. "Where are we going?"

Yan Yu didn't answer. Cheng Xiaoyu followed him, turning left and right in the corridor until they ended up at
the entrance of the men's restroom.

Cheng Xiaoyu stopped. "What are we doing here?"

Yan Yu pushed Cheng Xiaoyu inside, opened a stall, and locked the door from the inside. Yan Yu leaned against the door, looking
down at Cheng Xiaoyu with a slight smile.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the toilet seat. "Yan Yu, are you crazy? What if someone comes in and sees you?"

Yan Yu laughed. "This whole place has been booked. There are restrooms near the lobby, so no one will
come all this far. So you can call out whatever you want, just don't overdo it."

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lower lip and looked at Yan Yu. After a moment, she suddenly smiled brightly, raised her gold high heels
, and stepped on Yan Yu's belt buckle. Her champagne-colored chiffon dress slid silently down her fair skin to her
thighs . The pointed, slender heels tapped lightly twice on the slightly hard part of the belt. She said slowly and deliberately, "
Mr. Yan, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Yan Yu was indeed in a good mood. Soon, the bathroom was filled with ambiguous sounds of impact and a woman's low moans.
The sound of the belt buckle hitting the ceramic toilet seat was particularly crisp. Cheng Xiaoyu bit Yan Yu's shirt and pushed him,
whispering, "It's too loud, take off your belt."

Yan Yu was in the heat of the moment and didn't care about that, only holding Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulders as he thrust in and out. Cheng Xiaoyu
sat on the toilet seat, her legs draped high over Yan Yu's shoulders, yet she still had to struggle to pull the belt
off his waist, the whole process as difficult as a high-difficulty gymnastics move. Finally, she managed to throw the belt to the ground and
breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan Yu still complained that she was moving around too much and almost slipped out.

Cheng Xiaoyu, hands on the toilet seat, glared at Yan Yu. "If you get my dress dirty, I'll kill you."

Yan Yu smiled and lightly bit Cheng Xiaoyu's calf. "I'll leave a tooth mark and see if anyone
notices."

"Yan Yu! The more I talk, the more you act like this. Be careful, or people will laugh at you."

"What's so funny? Where did we come from if we weren't intimate?"

Although Yan Yu was in high spirits, Cheng Xiaoyu was ultimately timid and didn't dare to call out. She even wondered if
their long absence would arouse suspicion, and that they should hurry back.

Helpless, Yan Yu had no choice but to pull his still-erect penis out of her vagina. Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the sticky...
Seeing the glistening, still erect penis, she asked incredulously, "Is that all?"
Knowing Yan Yu as she did, letting her go without satisfying her was simply impossible.

Yan Yu didn't answer. He knelt down, parted Cheng Xiaoyu's legs, and
skillfully inserted two fingers into her still-dripping vagina, teasing it. He also brought his mouth to the tender pubic hair and accurately took her
small clitoris into his mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu's clitoris was very sensitive. Every time Yan Yu sucked on it, she would become excited and
turn . Moreover, Yan Yu's fingers were now teasing her most sensitive G-spot.

In just a few minutes, Cheng Xiaoyu was completely overwhelmed, forgetting that she was in a hotel
bathroom . Her trembling legs clamped around Yan Yu's head as she moaned softly. Yan Yu smiled and lifted himself up, his lips glistening with
honey-like moisture as he gently kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's lips. "I told you not to listen. Do you want it now?"

Cheng Xiaoyu wrapped her arms around Yan Yu's neck and nodded.

"Baby, turn around."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned around, lowered her body, and stood up, holding onto the toilet seat. Yan Yu adjusted his position, lifting her two pink
buttocks, and thrust in with a powerful movement. Cheng Xiaoyu let out a soft moan of pleasure.

Yan Yu held her waist with one hand and continued to knead her sensitive nipple with the other, his large penis
swirling and churning inside her delicate passage. "Wife, someone might come in at any moment. Doesn't that make it more
exciting?"

Thinking about it that way was indeed more exciting. Cheng Xiaoyu's orgasm came faster than usual. Just as she screamed and was about to
reach her peak, Yan Yu suddenly covered her mouth, slapping her so hard she almost suffocated.

Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed crimson instantly, her eyes widening as she heard
the door open. "How come someone's here!" That bastard Yan Yu! Didn't he say no one was home?!

Startled, Cheng Xiaoyu's vagina clenched tightly, forcing Yan Yu to grit his teeth to stifle
a sound . His stimulated penis thrust heavily into her.

The person outside, whose identity was unknown, was humming a tune, followed by
the sound of urination. Embarrassed and annoyed, Cheng Xiaoyu
pinched Yan Yu's arm hard.

The person finished urinating, zipped up his pants, and continued humming as he left. Hearing the door close, Yan Yu released his hand from
Cheng Xiaoyu's mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu let out a long sigh and turned back, saying, "See? It's all your fault… Ah!"
Yan Yu was already pressing on her back and starting again.

Cheng Xiaoyu's mind was a jumble of emotions, half passion and half worry, her
heart pounding faster and faster. There was no way Yan Yu would stop her now, so Cheng Xiaoyu turned back,
looking at the porcelain-white toilet seat, but then suddenly remembered something and turned back again. "Right, I didn't bring a condom.
Today isn't my safe period. Yan Yu, be careful."

Yan Yu inhaled and thrust heavily inside her. "Careful about what? If you get pregnant, just have a baby."

"Have a baby? We're both pregnant now,"

Yan Yu laughed. "Having another baby means going in and out, back and forth, up and down, left and right." As he
spoke, he pressed the directions he was describing into her honey-like vagina, enjoying himself to the fullest.

What could Cheng Xiaoyu do? She could only follow Yan Yu, going up and down, back and forth, to heaven and earth.

Everyone stood in the center of the venue listening to the host speak, and Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu away. The host
announced, "Now, please welcome Mr. Yan Yu, President of Jiacheng Group, to the stage to speak." Yan Yu released Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and
calmly walked onto the stage.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood below the stage, her face slightly flushed, watching Yan Yu speak eloquently. Two buttons of his shirt collar were undone
, and one side was slightly wrinkled; whether anyone noticed or not, probably no
one would guess why it was wrinkled. In the blink of an eye, they had been married for over seven years and had two children. Yan Yu
was no longer young, but Cheng Xiaoyu seemed to grow more handsome, more elegant, and more distinguished with each passing year. Their
eyes met again, and the corners of Cheng Xiaoyu's mouth turned up slightly; a sweetness only they could understand
rippled through their hearts.

Chapter 187 The End

When Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu arrived home around 9 PM, Wen Si was there to pick up Wen He. Wen He was putting on his shoes at the door when
Wen Si greeted him with a smile, "Xiaoyu, you look so beautiful today."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled back, "Brother Wen Si's here, come in and sit for a while before you leave."

Wen Si said, "No, Wen He should go home, take a shower, and go to bed."

Cheng Xiaoyu knelt down and wiped a speck of dust off Wen He's face, saying, "You always get your clothes
so dirty, Mom will scold you."

Wen Si shrugged, "What's wrong?" "What can I do? There's probably no place in your yard he hasn't climbed. Wenhe,
you're always causing trouble here, I might as well send you to Uncle Yan's house."

Yan Yu laughed, "Then I'll have another son, that's fine too. Wenhe, are you willing?"

Before Wenhe could speak, Yan Shuangshuang interjected, "No way. Wouldn't that make Wenhe my brother? He's
clearly my follower, I don't want to call him brother."
This made the adults laugh. Wen Si chatted with Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu for a few more minutes before leaving with Wenhe.

Cheng Xiaoyu had only done a quick clean in the hotel bathroom, and now felt a sticky
feeling on her underwear, so she quickly lifted her skirt and went upstairs to remove her makeup and take a shower.

Yan Shuangshuang also dashed upstairs to the study to play on the computer. Yan Shuangshuang had recently become addicted to
online games, and Cheng Xiaoyu was worried. Back when she was seven, she didn't even
know what online games were, yet Yan Shuangshuang was so young and already playing games—did she still have the energy to study properly? But if she wasn't allowed
to play, the little girl would pout and go to her grandparents to make a fuss, so Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't interfere any further and could only limit her
playtime to a maximum of two hours a day. Kids these days start using computers at two or three years old, quite
different .

However, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect that Yan Shuangshuang's first online game would be *Fantasy Immortal*. Seeing the familiar
login screen and background music, Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned, unsure of what to feel. Actually,
thinking about it , it wasn't surprising. Over the years, *Fantasy Immortal* had become the number one domestic online game, with a huge player base;
almost everyone who played games knew about it. It wasn't unusual for Yan Shuangshuang to choose this game. Looking at the level one female swordsman Yan
Shuangshuang had created, Cheng Xiaoyu felt both familiar and strange. Some things had really been too long ago
; she had even forgotten the username and password for her character, "Beautiful Rabbit."

The gameplay and storyline of *Fantasy Immortal* are not simple. Cheng Xiaoyu initially doubted that a
seven-year-old could understand it, but Yan Shuangshuang's female swordsman leveled up steadily.
Children's learning abilities are truly remarkable when they're interested. However, Yan Shuangshuang still couldn't understand some complex storylines and quests, so she
often asked Cheng Xiaoyu for help. *Fantasy Immortal* has been around for twelve years, and while the quests, storylines
, and game rules have changed considerably, the overall framework remains the same. Although Cheng Xiaoyu never
plays it , she carefully explains to Yan Shuangshuang how to complete each quest,
what equipment to equip her swordsman at each level, and what stat points to allocate. Sometimes, she even watches Yan Shuangshuang play.
The world chat channel is still as lively as ever, but the MD guild has long since disbanded. None of the people Cheng Xiaoyu met online ten years ago
are still around. What about Fengzhong de Langzi, Zhu Shi Nian Zhe Dao, and Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng? Are they all middle-aged
now , busy with work and supporting their families, and no longer have time to play games?

Once, Yan Shuangshuang asked, "Mom, why do you know everything in this game?"

Before Cheng Xiaoyu could answer, Yan Yu said, "Your mom used to play this game."

Yan Shuangshuang said, "Really? Mom, what level did you reach?"

Cheng Xiaoyu could only say, "I used to be really good at this game, but I haven't played it for a long time."

Yan Shuangshuang said, "Why don't you play anymore? Let's play together."

Yan Yu said, "You can't play too many online games, otherwise it's easy to fall in love online."

"Fall in love online?" Yan Shuangshuang rolled her eyes, then giggled, "I won't fall in love online."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Falling in love online isn't a big problem, but if your dad has a little
brother a heads-up beforehand."

Seven-year-old Yan Shuangshuang was a little confused, "I have a brother? Where did this brother come from?"

Yan Yu laughed, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you're just talking nonsense."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled too.

Time really can change a lot of things. Things that were once taboo to mention can now be
joked about . If Cheng Xiaoyu, who cut her wrists with a sharp fruit knife ten years ago, had died then, how
could she have imagined today?

Yan Yu saw Yan Shuangshuang running to the study to play games again, so he stood at the door and told her, "Shuangshuang,
go to bed at ten."

Yan Shuangshuang nodded while clicking the mouse rapidly. Yan Anqing, propped up on her chubby little arms, said
beside her , "Sister, hit him, hit him, he's dead, ah!"

Cheng Xiaoyu and Yan Yu took turns showering and changing into their pajamas. Yan Yu checked emails on the computer, while Cheng Xiaoyu applied various skincare products to her face in front of the
mirror skincare routine, she stood up and rubbed her lower back. "I feel uncomfortable all over. Yan Yu,
that toilet seat is hurting my back, it might even be bruised."

Yan Yu put down the computer and came over, saying, "Let me see."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned around to let him see, "Is it bruised?"

"No, my back hurts, let me massage it for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu lay on the bed, resting her face on her arm as Yan Yu massaged her back. "Let me massage your shoulders too...hehe,
it itches...oh dear, that's too heavy, Yan Yu, your massage skills have deteriorated. You used to practice every day."

Yan Yu laughed. "How difficult is it to please this little princess of yours?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Even if I'm difficult to please, am I more difficult than your little princess? She even has to call
herself Princess Shuangshuang in the game. There's no one more delicate than her."

Mentioning Shuangshuang reminded Yan Yu of... "Xiaoyu, look at Shuangshuang and Wenhe, they've been playing together since they were little, and now
they're even in the same class in elementary school. They're always hanging out like this, won't they really end up together when they grow up?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "You're overthinking it. They're only six or seven years old. Besides, I think having a son-in-law like Wenhe
wouldn't be bad."

Yan Yu shook her head. "What's so good about him? Don't you know what Wen Si was like before he got married?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed. "Wen Si is still your buddy. Besides, Wen He might not be like his dad, maybe he'll be like
Li Mingming ."

"Li Mingming has such a strong personality, wouldn't my daughter be at a disadvantage if he's so powerful?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "Your Shuangshuang is your precious daughter, of course you think no one else is good enough. It's already ten o'clock, I
'll go if those two kids are asleep."

Yan Shuangshuang wasn't that self-aware, of course she was still sitting in front of the computer playing games, and Yan Anqing naturally followed
her sister, her eyes blinking sleepily but refusing to go to sleep.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened the door and came in. "Yan Shuangshuang, look at the time!"

Yan Shuangshuang, however, was only staring at the computer. "Mommy, I'm dying!"

Cheng Xiaoyu walked over and glanced at the screen. The female swordsman, Princess Shuangshuang, was being chased
around by a small black bear from Tianshan. Her health bar was almost empty; if the bear scratched her again, Princess Shuangshuang would definitely be dead.
The little black bear from Tianshan was still as cute as it had been years ago, and as fierce as ever when it attacked, just like when Chu Chen first met her
. Luckily, Yan Shuangshuang ran fast, and the little black bear eventually got annoyed and stopped chasing her.

Cheng Xiaoyu patted Yan Shuangshuang's head. "You're so irresponsible. Go to sleep."

Yan Shuangshuang looked up. "Mommy, I can't beat the Little Black Bear of Tianshan. I need the Bear's Tears."

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "What level are you?"

"Level 28." "

How can you possibly beat it at level 28? Go to sleep. You can try again later."

"Mommy, will you help me beat it? If we don't try today, the quest deadline will be over, and we'll have to start all over again next time. Mommy,
Mommy, I know you're the best. Will you help me beat it? If I get the Bear's Tears, I'll take Shuangshuang to sleep."

Yan Anqing also jumped up and down, saying, "Mommy, please beat it, Mommy, please beat it."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Princess Shuangshuang sitting on the ground recovering health on the screen and suddenly felt a little itchy. Back
when she was a newbie at level 20, she really couldn't beat the Little Black Bear of Tianshan. But after following Chu Chen for so long,
her skills had become very refined. Could she now command a level 28 female swordsman to defeat a level 50
Little Black Bear of Tianshan? It was really hard to say. Cheng Xiaoyu sat down in front of the computer. "Let's make it clear first, if I can't beat them,
I'll take my little brother to bed. We can fight again when we're higher level."

Yan Shuangshuang nodded repeatedly. The two children intently watched the screen around their mother. Cheng Xiaoyu first
familiarized herself with the hotkeys, then stretched her knuckles and smiled, "Mommy's going to battle!" She then
selected a nearby black bear cub and charged forward with a longsword.

Although the black bear cub had strong attack power, its weakness was its slow dodging movements. Although Cheng Xiaoyu was close-range...
The battle was fierce, but as long as you dodged in time and healed quickly enough, it wasn't easy to die. Unfortunately, the level 28 female swordsman's agility and accuracy
were too low. After stabbing the little black bear seven or eight times, the bear only lost 30% of its health .
Enraged by the stabs, the little black bear roared and pounced at Princess Shuangshuang. Princess Shuangshuang narrowly dodged the pounce, and Cheng Xiaoyu
pressed the hotkey to drink another health potion, which restored her health bar.

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip, her eyes fixed on the screen. Several times she narrowly escaped death but managed to dodge.
After fighting like this for a full ten minutes, the little black bear's health was finally down to only 5%. However, Princess Shuangshuang's inventory
was empty of health potions. Cheng Xiaoyu knew that dodging would only lead to defeat, so she stopped dodging and stabbed the bear in the chest. Sparks
flew as the sword struck, but the bear still didn't die, remaining with only 2% of its health. The little bear roared and
pounced. Princess Shuangshuang realized she couldn't dodge in time. Yan Shuangshuang cried out, "Ouch!" Yan Anqing
gasped and clung to her mother's arm. Cheng Xiaoyu sighed helplessly, waiting for the bear to pounce.

Suddenly, a fire talisman shot out from behind like an arrow, piercing the back of the little black bear's head. The bear collapsed to the ground
without a sound, scattering a pile of gold coins.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up and saw a male sorcerer wearing extremely expensive, high-grade immortal armor sitting
on a golden fire unicorn taller than two people. The unicorn shook its head and tail, breathing fire. The sorcerer silently looked at Princess Shuangshuang before him.
Above his head was the name of the Netherworld Saint, followed by a line of small yellow text: Husband of the beautiful little rabbit.

Yan Shuangshuang jumped up and down, nudging Cheng Xiaoyu, saying, "Mommy, Mommy, the Netherworld Saint! Everyone
says he's the most powerful person on the entire server, someone you rarely see. They all say he's... say he's a god-like
being !"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the Netherworld Saint on the screen, paused for a few seconds, and then typed two words on the keyboard, "
Thank you ."

"You're welcome." The Fire Qilin snorted two streams of fire, raised its front paws, swished its tail, and turned away, carrying the Netherworld

Saint .

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