The nightgown that Wan Ge wore yesterday was probably bought by her later. It was really ruined by him last night, but it didn't matter, he prepared a lot of new ones.

Yan Jue had a good eye, and the clothes sent to him were all suitable for her. Wan Ge was very satisfied, so she didn't look at it anymore. Anyway, Yan Jue would not send it back.

When leaving the cloakroom, Wan Ge approached him and said, "I can't always call you President Yan. I don't know what you want me to call you, Ajue, Brother Jue, or..."

Wan Ge hugged his arms and stood on tiptoe, and finally whispered two words in his ear: "Husband."

Yan Jue clenched his hands tightly at his side. When the word "husband" came out, he wanted to hold her down and kiss her wildly, and wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood.

But in the end, he could only answer calmly: "As long as you like it."

In the end, Wan Ge chose the one that disappointed him the most: "Ajue, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Because today is Sunday, the other party is not going to work, what a pity. I actually slept all day.

Although Wan Ge has been telling himself that they will break up sooner or later, he still can't help but fantasize in his heart that if he can make Yan Jue really fall in love with him, will they have more time.

It's a pity that after knowing each other for two days, they only have a sleeping relationship.

"Yeah." Yan Jue responded. In fact, he didn't want to go to work at all, but on the surface he still had to maintain his appearance.

Wan Ge said with a smile: "What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll make it for you."

Yan Jue's tone was also full of surprise: "Can you cook?"

As the most beloved jewel of the Gao family, Wan Ge shouldn't be holding it in the palm of her hand for fear of falling, or holding it in her mouth for fear of melting. How can she actually cook?

Wan Ge hummed: "I learned to cook when I was interested in it before."

"Cooking is a waste of time. If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to do it, just let the chef do it. Remember not to hurt yourself." Yan Jue looked very calm on the surface, but he was very excited inside. His wife was going to cook for him.

Although he felt sorry for his wife, he would be very happy if he could really eat the food cooked by his wife.

"Okay." Wan Ge replied, but he didn't know whether he really cared about her or was worried that she would mess it up.

...

Yan Jue didn't touch Wan Ge at night. On the one hand, he was worried that her body couldn't bear it, and on the other hand, he felt that it was not good to do it so frequently.

But Wan Ge slept so much during the day, so she was not sleepy at all at night. She wanted to play with her mobile phone, but she was worried that it would affect the sleep of people around her.

"Can't sleep?" Yan Jue held her in his arms and leaned against her gently.

Wan Ge hummed: "I don't want to sleep."

Yan Jue said in her ear: "But you have to sleep, otherwise you can only sleep during the day."

It's his fault, he is too unrestrained, he still doesn't want Wan Ge to have an irregular sleep schedule. It seems that he has to sleep earlier in the future.

Wan Ge just graduated from college and didn't go to work in the company. Now she is more like a vagrant, and sleeping during the day is not a problem.

It's just that the man next to her threatened her: "If you don't sleep, I don't mind doing something else."

Wan Ge was so scared that she closed her eyes immediately. Her waist couldn't bear it anymore. No matter how she played the role of a scumbag, even a scumbag couldn't bear it.

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