After four years of marriage, the arrogant young master became obedient

When Luo Leisen just arrived at the door of the house, he saw such a scene.

A black luxury car specially provided by the royal family was parked in front of the house, with a female bodyguard in black standing with wary eyes on each side.

Neighbors in the vicinity did not dare to approach easily, and they all watched secretly through the cracks in the doors and windows.

After all, this is not an aristocratic community. You have never seen such a battle before.

Luo Leisen knew who it was because Il sent him a message to come back early.

Due to the Queen's presence, even if he wanted to enter his own house, he had to knock on the door and get an answer before entering. This was also reminded by Il.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, there was still no movement in the room, so Luo Leisen had no choice but to open the door by himself.

No one was in the living room, but there was a lot of laughter from upstairs.

Rolleson walked up the stairs and suddenly stopped.

He heard the queen's joking voice: "Yes, our Il is really hiding something, and there are such sexy underwear... These are not underwear anymore, they are hanging ornaments strung together with white beads!"

"No...not mine..."

Il blushed and stammered to explain.

He had forgotten that it was hidden in the bottom shelf of the bedside table.

My aunt said that she wanted to borrow the necklace she gave him that year as a reference and make one for Molly and Mo Qi.

He didn't remember where he put it, so he asked his aunt to look for it with him. Unexpectedly, his aunt found this...

"If it's not yours, who else could it be?" The queen opened her mouth in surprise, covered her mouth and said, "Roleison wears this?!"

"No... not!"

"Then it's still yours." The queen looked at Yi Er with the eyes of someone who had come here, patted Yi Er's shoulder and said, "I understand, I don't need to explain too much about the matter between the couple, I understand everything."

"I……"

"Okay, okay, when will you find the necklace, and when will I send someone to get it, lest I find anything I can't see."

"..."

Luo Leisen went down the stairs silently, and sat on the sofa in the living room to wait for someone as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Yi Er and the queen came down from upstairs, Yi Er was a little surprised: "When did you get home?"

He didn't hear anything.

"...Just arrived not long ago." Luo Leisen stood up and bowed to the queen, followed by El called: "Auntie."

If it were someone else, the queen would definitely feel that she was trying to get close, but Luo Leisen yelled naturally, without any intention of flattering.

The queen nodded in satisfaction, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you were seriously injured, how is your recovery?"

"It's nothing serious to trouble you." Luo Leisen said.

El walked up to Luo Leisen and squeezed his arm, "Why are you sweating so much?"

"Trained with the team members a little bit." Luo Leisen patted Il's hand and said, "I can't just watch."

"Then you don't feel any discomfort, do you?" Yi Er looked at him worriedly.

"No, I know how to measure, and I didn't participate in the training that was too difficult."

"Okay...then you go take a shower and rest."

Il pushed Roleisen, remembering that the queen was still there, and gave the queen a suggestive look.

The queen sighed deliberately, "It seems that I am redundant."

"My aunt must be tired after being out for such a long time. I'll see you when I have time." Yi Er smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph, I'll be clean if you don't come."

The queen picked up the handbag, looked at Luo Leisen, and said in a surprising way: "I played a lot of tricks, but I didn't see my nephew's face."

"Ahem..." Afraid that the Queen would say something else, Yi Er hastily opened the door for her, "Go slowly."

Watching the queen leave, Il breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the house, seeing Luo Leisen undressed and going to take a bath.

"You can teach me how to massage in a while. I heard that massaging muscles after exercise is good for you." Il said looking at the tense muscles on Luo Leisen's body.

"Hmm." Luo Leisen remembered something, leaned against the door of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of gray boxers, and asked, "Wash together?"

Yi Er shyly looked away, and replied, "I'll wash it at night..."

Luo Leisen looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Then show me the white bead underwear after you finish washing at night."

"........."

Yi Er's face flushed instantly, and before he could explain anything, Luo Leisen had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.

If I had known that there would be embarrassment today, Il would never leave such a thing behind.

When Luo Leisen came out of the shower, Il was ready to confess and be lenient.

He didn't want Luo Leisen to think that he had some unknown hobby.

Luo Leisen sat on the sofa and let Yi Er press his shoulders. Yi Er couldn't use the strength, so he had to pinch Luo Lei Sen's arm instead.

Yi Er took the opportunity to explain: "I didn't buy that underwear, it was given to me by an omega at a party before, saying it was...it was..."

Luo Leisen didn't answer, and quietly waited for Yi Er to finish speaking.

"It is said that it can make the partner...enhance the relationship...extend..."

Il couldn't say the next few words, anyway, as long as Luo Leisen could understand the meaning.

"What?" Luo Leisen asked knowingly with a smile.

Yi Er glared at him angrily, "I didn't accept it because I wanted it, but I secretly brought it back because I was worried about being seen by other people at the party."

"So you keep it all the time?" Luo Leisen asked in a low voice, leaning closer to Il's ear, "Or do you think... I have any shortcomings?"

"..." Yier shrank his neck, his face was so hot that he couldn't continue the massage.

The two young people quickly kissed each other.

Ever since they communicated with each other, Il felt that he kissed Luo Leisen more times than eating and drinking every day.

He doesn't know if it's the same with other couples who have been married for four years, but he and Luo Leisen are only now experiencing how happy their married life is when they love each other.

"Il... wear it for me to see?"

"..."

Luo Leisen definitely did it on purpose, deliberately leading him to nod and agree when he was kissed so that he had no psychological defense.

"I do not……"

"That's a pity, I was still thinking, as long as you are willing to wear it for me to see, I will never touch you within three days."

"..."

"I swear."

So El compromised.

It's just that what he understands is different from what Luo Leisen understands.

With the bright lights on at night, Luo Leisen showed Yier the many wonderful uses of hands.

……

The temperature at six o'clock in the morning was a bit cool, so Gran got up early and packed her things.

He is leaving here today, and the research institute here will not be officially opened until next year.

During the days when I came back, many unexpected things happened, and I also left a regret.

The Duke of Cayman had breakfast with Gran, glanced at Gran's expression, and asked, "You and that Amega..."

Gran paused and said flatly, "He doesn't like me very much."

Saying this sentence personally made Gran feel very uncomfortable.

After returning home yesterday, he locked himself in the room and thought for a long time. Thinking of three or four in the morning, he finally figured it out.

He liked Amega, not as a friend but as a companion.

But what's the use of understanding it?

Amega didn't like him, she didn't even want to be a friend.

The person I liked for the first time in my life just broke up.

The Duke of Cayman sighed: "We father and son are really in the same disease."

The son has lost his love, and the father has also lost his love. Why are the people in their family so unhappy in their relationship.

After hearing about the manager of the flower shop, Gran encouraged him, "Father still has a chance. That gentleman may not like you, maybe it's just because of your status that he dare not accept it lightly."

But he is different, once he leaves today, he really has no chance.

Duke Cayman nodded, and said: "You have to take care of yourself over there, and don't stay up all night and tire yourself out."

"Yeah." Gran knew in his heart that after returning to the institute, it was inevitable to work overloaded.

Because only in this way can he numb himself and stop thinking about Amega.

Before leaving, he sent one last message to Amega.

[I'm leaving, take care. 】

When Amyjia received this news, she was making a pottery work that she had been designing for a long time in the studio.

The light screen popped up, and Amyjia was distracted, staring at the five characters above for a long time, and pushed down the clay on the production table as if venting her anger.

"Let's go, who would be reluctant." Amyjia said to herself with a bitter face.

Another potter came over cautiously, helped him tidy up the clay, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Feelings are not going well?"

Amega gave her a sharp look, and said with self-deprecation: "My relationship has never been smooth."

The ceramist knew a little bit about his affairs, and comforted him, "If it's for your married bamboo horse, it's really not worth it. If it's for someone else...you should think about it."

think?What are you thinking?Could he still like Gran?

When Amega thought of this possibility, she crazily denied herself, not to mention that Gran was Il's elder brother, but the difference in family status between them was too great.

He and Gran have different temperaments, different hobbies, and different social circles around them.

No matter where it doesn't fit, how could he like Gran?

The colleague listened to Amyjia's reasons and asked Amyjia a question that she couldn't answer.

"If you don't consider whether it's suitable or not, do you really have no affection for him at all?"

Amega froze for a moment.

"You made so many excuses just now, but you didn't say that you don't like him."

Having been exposed to the point, Amijia dodged her eyes helplessly, but she denied it: "I just forgot to say that the two things of summing up the reason and not liking him are not in conflict with each other."

"Really?" The colleague stood up and stretched, skipping the topic and said, "I really hope that famous artists can see our series of works."

Amijia recalled the contact information she had with Teacher Denmis before leaving the exhibition yesterday, and said hopefully: "It will be seen soon."