Chapter 183 Bi Lei and Wang Ruizhe's Side Story 2

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The couple didn't go abroad for their honeymoon due to work commitments. However, this didn't dampen their spirits. After packing their suitcases, they embarked on their trip the day after the wedding.

They chose a tranquil town in Jiangnan. As soon as they stepped into the town, ancient stone-paved paths meandered beneath their feet, flanked by rows of white walls and black tiles, like a slowly unfolding ink painting. The river flowed gently, small boats swayed lightly on the surface, and boatmen at the bows rowed slowly.

Bi Lei excitedly pulled Wang Ruizhe's hand as they wandered through the narrow alleys, occasionally drawn to the quaint shops lining the streets. They entered a traditional silk shop, where the soft, smooth silk glided through their fingers, and the colorful patterns were dazzling.

In the afternoon, the two sat in a riverside teahouse, sipping fragrant green tea and watching the distant mountains appear and disappear in the mist. As the sun set, golden rays bathed every corner of the town, casting a dreamlike glow over it. Hand in hand, they strolled along the riverbank, feeling the gentle breeze and savoring their sweet time together.

The two booked a quaint, old-fashioned hotel. They had been walking all day. As soon as they returned to the hotel, Bi Lei went to take a bath to relax.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Wang Ruizhe had taken off his glasses, and his hazy eyes were looking at her (he was nearsighted). Before she could say anything, Wang Ruizhe grabbed her waist and pressed his long fingers against the back of her head.

With the city gates already breached, how could the enemy not advance unimpeded and sweep through?

Bi Lei's eyes were wide open, but she could only see Wang Ruizhe's tender and affectionate gaze.

Bi Lei couldn't speak, her face flushed crimson, her wheat-colored skin glowing with a beautiful and alluring sheen. Her body gradually warmed, and she seemed to exude a rich, sweet fragrance, a scent that ignited her body's instincts. (Shower gel)

Just as Bi Lei was about to run out of breath, Wang Ruizhe finally released her. (He changed his position.)

Wang Ruizhe's burning lips approached Bi Lei's ear: "Do you like me?"

"like…"

"Then do you love me?"

"Love you…"

"So, do you like me loving you?"

"You talk too much nonsense!"

That bastard, stuck in a rut, spouting so much nonsense at the crucial moment! Bi Lei, over 1.7 meters tall, flipped over and straddled him. At that moment, she felt like a female general riding a galloping horse!

How can one word like "爽" (shuang, meaning awesome/great) possibly describe it?

Wang Ruizhe, who was being pushed down, was also a little uncomfortable, since he had always been the one taking the initiative between the two. Moreover, he was used to having the upper hand.

Bi Lei lowered her head and met Wang Ruizhe's gaze.

"Believe me, I'm an amazing horse rider!" Bi Lei's eyes were sincere and earnest, as devout as a scumbag lying to someone.

Well, she can't ride a horse at all.

Moreover, this horseback riding is not the same as that horseback riding.

She's not lying, is she?

A rare smile appeared on Wang Ruizhe's face, a hint of amusement welling up in his eyes. A slight curve to his lips revealed a cunning fox spirit. His eyes, slightly upturned, seemed to gleam with a seductive light. The smile held an indescribable allure; his thin lips pursed and then slowly parted, revealing neat, white teeth, radiating a bewitching charm.

The fox spirit who emerged from the depths of the mountains was indeed irresistible and captivating.

Bi Lei leaned forward and planted a kiss on the corner of the vixen's mouth. Seemingly mocking her childish kiss, Wang Ruizhe chuckled softly. His laughter wasn't a hearty laugh; the vixen's laughter was naturally subtle and endlessly seductive. His lips curved into a perfectly measured arc, a half-smile playing on his lips, his gaze shifting like a fox gleaming cunningly in the dark night. That smile seemed to carry invisible threads, gently binding Bi Lei's gaze, drawing her in involuntarily. The fox had set a gentle trap, silent yet inescapable.

Bi Lei's attempt to turn the tables was just wishful thinking; the emotional and technical exchange between the couple ended with Bi Lei crying and begging for forgiveness.

The next morning, Wang Ruizhe woke up early. Once a person's biological clock is fixed, it's difficult to change. Even if he had only slept for less than 4 hours the entire night...

Compared to his boundless energy, Bi Lei beside him looked completely drained. Dark circles under her eyes, a hoarse throat. Only her fair, rosy skin proved that she too had been nourished, rather than drained dry by the vixen.

"Honey, breakfast is here. How about you eat a little before you go back to sleep?"

His words didn't wake Bi Lei up; instead, she pulled the blanket over her head, turned over, and went back to sleep.

"You have a sensitive stomach, so you need to eat on time. Taking care of your stomach takes time and effort. It starts with every meal."

"I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense!"

"Who am I? How did I turn into a turtle?"

Unable to stand the "old person's" nagging, Bi Lei sat up abruptly.

"Who are you? You're my dad! I finally got over my dad's nagging! And now you've taken over! You're my stepfather!"

Wang Ruizhe stopped stirring the porridge and manually letting it cool. He looked at her with deep eyes and said, "No need to be so polite. If you want to call me 'Dad,' that's fine occasionally."

Ignoring the deeper meaning in his words, Bi Lei got out of bed barefoot and gulped down a bowl of porridge. She then handed the empty bowl back to Wang Ruizhe.

She said angrily, "Now can I go to sleep?"

"A bowl of porridge takes about 4 hours to digest in the stomach. Sleeping half an hour later is beneficial for the digestion and absorption of food."

"Why didn't I notice you were like this before we got married?"

"You've discovered it now, but it's too late."

Bi Lei was angered by his smug look. She kicked his shin.

"I'm going to my mother-in-law to return it!"

"No, Pinduoduo said you are the luckiest person. That includes me, who is not eligible for returns or exchanges once the goods have been sold."

!!

"Red eggs! Big red eggs!"

Taro? A big taro?

Wang Ruizhe suddenly remembered a song that Shi Shi had written. It seemed to be called "Shaved Ice March".

"Those are red beans! I'm talking about red eggs! Get them!"

Yes, I understand now.

Dropped item: Wife's Wrath * (infinitely many zeros)

The honeymoon trip passed by in such a chaotic manner.

Wang Ruizhe repeatedly provoked Bi Lei, causing her to repeatedly get angry.

After returning home from their trip, the two quickly threw themselves back into work. Unlike other couples where the husband is the breadwinner and the wife stays home, their lifestyle is quite different.

Wang Ruizhe wasn't that career-driven. And because she felt sorry for her, Bi Lei was always busy, leaving work early every day to prepare meals for her.

The two embraced tightly, sunlight streaming through the window and bathing them in a warm and beautiful scene. They still bickered occasionally, but this unique way of interacting deepened their bond over the years, allowing them to walk hand in hand through countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters.