Chapter 108: A Thirty-Year-Old Man Is Too Terrifying

Some things only require a single experience to make one proficient, and this time, Lin You had already mastered the essence of it... In an instant, their lips and tongues intertwined.

For a moment, Xia Yan felt as though she were running out of breath, yet Lin You showed no sign of stopping.

"Lin... Lin You... wait a moment."

Taking the chance to push Lin You back and catch her breath, Xia Yan panted, "Blow out the lamp first."

Having been pushed away, Lin You felt a momentary pang of disappointment. But upon hearing her request, he turned to blow out the kerosene lamp, then immediately pulled Xia Yan back into his arms.

With the light gone, Xia Yan shed her remaining inhibitions. Their emotions had reached such a peak that any further reservation would simply be redundant.

She wrapped her legs around Lin You's waist, the hem of her nightdress already pulled up to her hips by his large hands.

In the pitch-black room, the only sounds left were the man's increasingly heavy breathing and the soft, stifled moans caught in the throat.

Hours seemed to pass, and when the light in the room was finally turned back on, Xia Yan lay limp as water in Lin You's arms...

Lin You stroked her hair, a smile gracing his lips. After a failed blind date in his past, he had once believed he would never marry.

Yet Xia Yan's sudden appearance had unlocked his heart.

Though it had only been a little over two weeks, his heart felt as if it had been completely stolen by this girl...

Lin You's large hand wandered restlessly down to Xia Yan's chest, and a tender moan once again awakened their primal desires.

In the dimly lit room, another storm brewed...

Xia Yan covered her face. "Can... can you turn off the light?"

But Lin You seemed not to hear her at all, whispering softly in her ear, "You look so beautiful like this..."

Xia Yan wished she could sink into the floor. This man was usually so quiet, yet now he was whispering such scandalous words!

Once the storm finally subsided, Lin You got out of bed, filled a large tub with hot water, and lifted Xia Yan, whose body felt entirely spent.

It was winter, yet both of them were drenched in sweat; they would certainly be uncomfortable without washing up.

Lin You attended to her gently, carefully wiping down her body...

That night, it was not until the sky began to pale with the first light of dawn that they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

Fortunately, Wang Guilan had suggested taking the three children to her place. Otherwise, Xia Yan wouldn't have known how to keep her voice down. The soundproofing in these single-story houses was poor; any loud noise would surely be overheard, making the next day incredibly awkward.

Early the next morning, when Xia Yan woke up, Lin You was no longer beside her. She could faintly hear movement from the kitchen, presumably Lin You busy preparing breakfast.

She tried to get up and dress, but her entire body felt as if it had fallen apart.

Especially her legs—the tops of her thighs felt as though she had done hundreds of squat jumps, and the sharp ache made her gasp.

Just as she let out a soft hiss of pain, the door opened. Xia Yan didn't need to look to know who it was—the very man who had "tormented" her all night.

As memories of the night flooded back, a blush crept onto Xia Yan's face. Even the usually resolute Lin You, seeing her bashful look, found it hard to control himself, having only just tasted the sweetness of intimacy.

His slightly heavier breathing startled Xia Yan, who quickly blurted out, "The children will be back soon..."

Lin You coughed awkwardly. "I've made breakfast. Come and eat something."

At the table, Xia Yan stared at the glowing, energetic Lin You. How could this man not look the least bit tired?

Lin You thoughtfully ladled a bowl of porridge for her, taking a spoonful to test it himself. "The temperature is just right."

Xia Yan murmured softly in response. Although the final barrier between them had been broken—and she had even taken the initiative at times—that had been in the dark. In the broad daylight, she still felt a bit self-conscious.

She picked up her bowl and took a sip. Warmth spread through her, and her exhausted body finally began to regain some energy.

Lin You quietly watched his wife sip her porridge, unable to resist reaching out to stroke her hair. The sudden touch startled Xia Yan.

She shrank back like a startled rabbit, looking incredibly endearing.

At that moment, Xia Yan recalled what her best friend had once told her: a thirty-year-old woman is like a wolf or tiger in bed. It seemed this insatiable appetite didn't just apply to women; men were exactly the same...

She felt that if this continued, she would really end up physically drained. It seemed she would have to start brewing more goji berries and cordyceps for them in the future.

"By the way, why didn't Baoguo and Zhu Yan come yesterday?" Xia Yan quickly found a topic to redirect his attention.

"After reporting in, Baoguo went down the mountain and won't be back for a couple of days. As for Zhu Yan, I didn't see her when I went to the clinic, but I left the invitation there. Perhaps she didn't see it."

"Perhaps." Xia Yan felt that Zhu Yan was not the type of person to ignore such an invitation; she either hadn't seen it, or like Wang Baoguo, she had gone down the mountain.

Just then, the three children returned. Lin Hongzhuo had actually wanted to come back earlier, but Lin Hongzhe had held him back.

The moment Lin Hongzhuo saw Xia Yan, he exclaimed, "Mom, your face looks so healthy and rosy!"

"Really?" Xia Yan touched her cheeks. She hadn't looked in the mirror since waking up. Sure enough, just as her friend had said, a well-loved woman's skin underwent a complete transformation.

"Sister..."

"Nuannuan, from now on you have to call her Mom, just like us, okay?" Lin Hongzhuo corrected his little sister, instructing her firmly.

"Mom?" Lin Nuannuan repeated, looking at Xia Yan. She tilted her head in thought before calling out clearly, "Mom!"

"Yes!" Xia Yan responded joyfully, pulling Lin Nuannuan into her arms. She wanted to lift the little girl up to kiss her, but realized her current physical state wouldn't allow it.

She shot a glare at Lin You, her look saying clearly: *This is all your fault.*

Lin Hongzhuo nudged his elder brother, Lin Hongzhe. "Brother, starting today, you have to call her Mom too."

Lin You also cast an expectant look at his eldest son.

Lin Hongzhe glared back, looking conflicted. To be honest, he wasn't quite ready for this yet...

Xia Yan saw his hesitation and did not press him. Stroking his hair, she said, "Xiao Zhe, just do what feels natural. You can call me by my name just like before."

Lin Hongzhe met her gaze, and slowly, his expression turned resolute. "Xia... Mom!"