My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

"Shall I ask the driver to come over? Shall we go to the county town for dinner?"

Bu Yufan got up from Wen Lan and pulled her arm.

"Stop struggling. Aren't you tired? Why don't you eat at home?"

"Well, you are really tired today. The weather is hot and the sun is shining. You lie down for a while. I will go to cook."

He stood up and went downstairs.

Wen Lan smiled at his back and chased him downstairs.

"What's in this pot?"

he asks.

The rice cooker is plugged in and keeping warm.

"Rice. I'll set the time when I go out this morning."

Wen Lan said as she opened the refrigerator.

"Look, I've soaked the mushrooms and cut them into strips. The chicken legs have been marinated in the refrigerator for a day. I'm going to make a steamed chicken leg with mushrooms and braised tofu. I'll also make a soup, Chinese cabbage, vermicelli and meatball soup. Let's just keep it simple, okay?"

"Wen Lan."

He called her with a little emotion.

"Ok?"

She was already busy in the kitchen, moving very skillfully.

"When I'm with you, I feel..."

“The feeling of being alive.”

Wen Lan interjected and smiled sweetly at him.

Fortunately, he had her by his side. After a busy day, he could eat a delicious home-cooked hot meal like an ordinary person.

This may seem like daily life to others, but to Bu Yufan, it is almost the happiness and peace of mind he has been longing for.

This bite of hot rice and hot dishes is the human warmth that he has been missing since he was a child.

Although it was nightfall, it was only around 7: in the evening.

Bu Yufan took a shower first, then sat on the bed to look at documents. His MacBook was placed beside him, and there was a thick stack of papers on the printer.

Regarding tomorrow's meeting, he always has to go through the information summary of each department.

Outside the window, it started to rain again.

Wen Lan didn't bother him. After taking a shower quietly, she took their changed clothes to the first floor.

Bu Yufan ordered someone to buy a brand new washing machine and dryer.

She thought it was inconvenient to wash clothes in a nightgown with wide sleeves. She walked in and out wearing only a pure black spaghetti-strap nightgown, and did not deliberately avoid the man.

The chest of the nightgown is a little transparent, so Wen Lan added a black lace single-button bra, which is romantic, casual and comfortable.

Underwear is bought in sets, first to please yourself and then to please others.

With this idea in mind, naturally, there is no trace of makeup on her.

Dressed like this, she is undoubtedly sexy.

She grasps sexiness in a clean, sophisticated and unconventional way, without any deliberate attempt to please men.

Wash your underwear by hand. Set the buttons for the rest of your clothes and throw them in the washing machine.

After doing all this, she went upstairs.

He naturally picked up the slippery black long robe on the sofa, wrapped it around himself, and tied the belt casually.

Although Bu Yufan was busy, busy reading documents, busy looking for the department director, busy making phone calls, his eyes were always following his beloved woman.

He hugged her from behind while she was applying the perfume.

Wen Lan really liked Bu Yufan's hug like this. She was just right to be held in his arms, leaning against his broad and strong chest.

The outline of his muscles, his strength, his body, were clearly imprinted on her back with his body temperature.

How do you describe that feeling?

It's the strong feeling of being possessed and pampered by him.

"Are you dressed like this on purpose?"

Bu Yufan recalled that he had joked with her earlier in the morning, saying that "all the Victoria's Secret underwear with the most fabrics were bought by her."

Wen Lan repeated this sentence many times in response to him.

"What are you wearing?"

She pretended not to understand.

"What? Then I have to take a closer look."

He untied the bow tied around her waist and the nightgown fell apart.

Wen Lan chuckled.

She turned around openly and let him see enough.

"Bu Yufan, don't forget to cover me with a blanket today."

After saying that, she took the initiative to place a kiss on his chest and was about to run away.

"Don't leave."

He pulled her back in and held her captive.

"Stop it. You don't want to make yourself so uncomfortable again like you did just now."

She stretched out her fingers and drew circles on his chest.

"Let's go to work, huh? Don't bother me, I have a lot of homework to do too!"

Wen Lan pushed him away and fastened the belt of her black nightgown again.

Bu Yufan found it curious as he watched her gradually spread the food all over the table.

"what is this?"

He picked up a small machine the size of a power bank.

“It’s a photo printer.”

Wen Lan demonstrated to him that the photos taken with a mobile phone can be printed out immediately and in just the right size.

"Did you take all these photos today?"

He looked at the photos of ancient buildings she had taken and was impressed by her attentiveness.

"Bu Yufan, of course I can act in a high-profile manner in front of others, just like you said. But I know that if there is nothing here, my actions are just bluffing tricks."

Wen Lan pointed to her head and spoke to Bu Yufan very seriously.

Bu Yufan flipped through the photos she printed out one by one. The peonies and the bird-eyes with curling grass patterns matched her hand-painted drawings one by one.

There were notes written by her next to it.

"You are not bluffing. Remember, I will always be behind you. Your momentum is real! Not only do you have me, you also have this ability!"

He touched her head, giving her encouragement and confidence.

"Isn't it because of you?"

She pouted, and couldn't help feeling a little scared when she thought about what would happen tomorrow.

"You have me, and it's your ability! Is it so easy for me to fall in love with a woman? Huh?"

He sat on the arm of the sofa beside her and pulled her into his arms.

"That's true."

She smiled, kissing haphazardly wherever she could reach his body.

"Wen Lan, you don't even know how charming you are. You are simply shining!"

Bu Yufan lifted her chin, bent down and kissed the tip of her nose.

He went downstairs to heat a cup of milk for Wen Lan and baked some cookies.

When I went upstairs, I saw her holding a thick book on ancient Chinese wooden architecture and comparing it with other books.

It was late at night, and the room was quiet. The two people were busy with their own things, and there was a unique tranquil atmosphere in the room.

The rain lasted all night.

"What? You said you were making breakfast?"

The next morning, Wen Lan was awakened by noises coming from the kitchen downstairs.

She shouted at Bu Yufan and rushed to see what he was doing.

Her nightgown had long since been scattered to some corner of the bed.

She hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face, without even doing any skin care, and ran downstairs.

The wooden stairs creaked and twisted when you stepped on them.

Bu Yufan heard her hurried footsteps and hurried to meet her.

He knew her very well - "No matter how old you are, you always get into trouble."

Fortunately, he understood her private stumbling.

She took the last few steps of the stairs, tripped over herself, and fell into his arms.

"You throw yourself into my arms right after you get up? What's wrong, do you want to be intimate with me?"

He joked with her, then carried her on his shoulders and walked back to the bedroom.