My Husband is So Anxious

His hand was still holding Jin Bao'er's wrist, and with a little force, he pulled her closer to his arms.

Chest to chest, their lips were about to fall.

Just then, a soft "clang" sound came from behind.

Then came the vibration of the chair backs colliding, causing both of their shoulders to tremble.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry!" a slightly hesitant male voice said apologetically.

"There were too many people, I accidentally bumped into someone, I'm sorry."

Jin Bao'er's face instantly burned, and she shrank back into her seat.

Head bowed low, as if trying to melt into the chair.

Zhao Yuheng's movements also stopped, and the lust in his eyes faded somewhat, replaced by a helpless smile.

He turned his head to the side, waved his hand behind him, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

He only turned back after the figure behind him had gone far away.

Looking down at the person curled up in his arms, he pinched the burning earlobe with his fingertips and deliberately rubbed it lightly with his fingertips.

"You're lucky."

He whispered in Jin Bao'er's ear, his tone full of reluctant provocation:

"Otherwise, that kiss just now would have made you cry."

Jin Bao'er's ears burned even hotter. She reached out to cover his mouth, but he took the opportunity to bite her fingertip and gently suck on it.

Then she straightened up, but didn't let go of his hand.

Her fingertips were still gently scratching his palm, causing Jin Bao'er to tremble.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, the theater lights finally came on, dazzling the eyes.

Zhao Yuheng picked up his coat, which was placed to the side, and stood up, taking Jin Bao'er's hand.

She gave his palm a squeeze with her fingertips, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Let's go home—no, back to the hotel."

Jin Bao'er's face turned red again, and she glared at him fiercely.

But she still obediently let him lead her and followed him toward the exit.

As they passed the glass mirror in the corridor, Zhao Yuheng suddenly stopped, pulled the person closer to him, and raised an eyebrow at the mirror.

The mirror reflected their clasped hands and Jin Bao'er's flushed cheeks.

He deliberately raised his voice, just loud enough for the two of them to hear:

"My baby looks so cute today, especially when her face turns red. She looks like a ripe strawberry, making you want to take a bite."

Jin Bao'er was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth and looked around in a panic.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized no one was paying attention, then stood on tiptoe and pinched him on the waist: "Are you crazy!"

Zhao Yuheng chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around his waist.

She winked at him in the mirror: "Even if I went crazy, it was because of you flirting with me."

As the two stepped out of the cinema, a cool evening breeze brushed against their faces.

Jin Bao'er's face was still flushed, and she was looking down, picking at her fingers, trying to calm her racing heart.

His wrist was suddenly pulled hard, and he stumbled into a hot embrace.

Looking up, she met Zhao Yuheng's unfathomable eyes, where the desire surging was even stronger than in the movie theater.

"Heng-ge..."

Jin Bao'er had just opened her mouth when her voice was swallowed back down.

Zhao Yuheng held the back of his neck and lowered his head to kiss him.

This kiss was filled with pent-up eagerness and domineering desire; as their lips and teeth intertwined, it was an undeniable possessiveness.

Jin Bao'er's mind went blank for a moment, and she subconsciously reached out to push his chest.

My fingertips touched the hard muscles, but I couldn't budge them an inch.

His breathing became increasingly erratic, and his body became as limp as a puddle of water, leaving him completely at Zhao Yuheng's mercy.

Just then, a couple holding hands walked by.

The girl's clear laughter rang out, accompanied by a curious glance.

Jin Bao'er's face instantly turned bright red, and she hurriedly turned her head away.

She reached out to cover Zhao Yuheng's mouth, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Someone's here... don't do this..."

Zhao Yuheng, however, seemed not to hear him and did not stop.

Instead, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him even closer to her.

She even deliberately used her knee to press against the back of his knees, while continuing to press down on his body with her hands.

He was forced to tilt his head back to receive the kiss.

Their lips rubbed together, burning hot, and even their breaths became scalding.

Zhao Yuheng reluctantly let go of Jin Bao'er only when Jin Bao'er was almost out of breath and his eyes were red.

Her thumb was still gently stroking his swollen lips, her eyes full of triumphant smiles.

He lowered his head, his nose brushing against Jin Bao'er's.

His voice was hoarse and filled with lust: "Why are you hiding? It's only natural to kiss your own wife."

Jin Bao'er's face burned even hotter, and she reached out and punched him in the chest.

The pressure was so light it felt like a tickle; her eyes were red-rimmed, and she said with a hint of grievance, "How could you be so shameless?!"

Zhao Yuheng chuckled softly, the vibrations in his chest transmitted through their pressed bodies.

He lowered his head and pecked Jin Bao'er's lips again.

She took his hand, their fingers intertwined tightly, and her tone carried a hint of pride:

"To deal with you, you have to resort to shamelessness."

……

Then the two went to the supermarket.

Zhao Yuheng pushed the shopping cart, throwing Jinbao'er's favorite snacks into it as he walked.

A cart was piled high with dried strawberries, mango gummies, and chocolate-flavored marshmallows.

When they reached the household goods section, Jin Bao'er watched as Zhao Yuheng bent down, picked up an item, and tossed it into his shopping cart without even looking at it.

"What did you take?" he asked curiously, reaching out to pick it up.

When I saw the words on the packaging, my face instantly burned.

It's a lubricant from a certain brand.

He tossed it back into the shopping cart as if it were a hot potato.

She didn't dare lift her head, much less look at Zhao Yuheng's face, which was clearly suppressing a wicked smile.

This guy is such a straight man!

How come you know everything?!

He knows more than his contact list!

Zhao Yuheng suppressed a laugh and pointed to the shelf opposite him:

"Baby, go to the top left corner across the street and get the most expensive and largest box. I'll go queue up first."

He spoke with utmost seriousness, his tone devoid of any hint of jest.

Jin Bao'er didn't think much of it, nodded, and went over.

When he walked along the shelf to the top left corner and saw what those colorful boxes were, he almost jumped up on the spot.

It's a condom.

I want the most expensive one! And the largest size!

Zhao Yuheng, have you no shame?!

Jin Bao'er's face turned bright red, and she glanced at the surroundings in a flustered manner.

He grabbed two boxes of blueberry flavored drinks, clutched them tightly in his hands, slung them behind his back, held his head high, and walked straight to the cashier without looking to the side.

It looks like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

He walked to the shopping cart and quickly tossed the box in, his movements as swift as a thief.

The cashier next to him glanced at him a couple more times, and the look in her eyes almost made Jin Bao'er want to crawl into a hole.

If he slows down any further, people will think he's there to steal.

"Sir, that's 258 yuan in total."

Zhao Yuheng took out his phone, scanned the code, and paid.

Carrying two large bags, he slowly followed behind Jin Bao'er, who was fleeing in panic.

It wasn't until she stepped out of the supermarket and was greeted by a cool evening breeze that the heat on Jin Bao'er's face subsided slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Yuheng leaned closer, his eyes brimming with undisguised amusement, and teased him deliberately, "Do you doubt your husband's size?"

Jin Bao'er reached out and punched him lightly, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhao Yuheng seized the opportunity to grab his wrist and pull him into his arms.

She leaned down and whispered through gritted teeth in his ear, "How about I let you inspect the goods yourself tonight?"

The warm breath on her earlobe carried a hint of danger, and Jin Bao'er's legs went weak.

She nudged his chest, her voice as soft as cotton: "What's the rush... take your time."

Zhao Yuheng's Adam's apple bobbed violently as he looked at his reddened eyes and moist lips.

Suddenly, he reached up and lifted the hem of his shirt, revealing his taut abs, and deliberately tapped them with his fingertips: "Look, I'm almost bursting with pent-up energy while waiting for you."

Jin Bao'er looked away as if she had been burned, and reached out to tug at his clothes.

Her face turned bright red: "Can't you have any shame?!"

Zhao Yuheng chuckled softly, pulled down the hem of his clothes, and then took his hand and pressed it onto his own abs.

His voice was terribly hoarse: "What face do you have to show in front of me?"

The desire in his eyes was almost overflowing, but he suppressed it and forced a smile through gritted teeth: "Okay, whatever you say."

But his arm around Jin Bao'er's waist tightened even more, as if he wanted to take her back to the hotel immediately.

The evening breeze carries the aroma of street food.

Jin Bao'er leaned against him, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and couldn't help but secretly smile.

He wasn't in a hurry at all; he just enjoyed seeing Zhao Yuheng's restrained expression.

Hey.