"Okay." Seeing him say this, Zhang Yurong hung the clothes back. Then she came over to the side of his bed, reaching out to lift his blanket: "Hey! Weren’t you supposed to get up already? Why are you covering yourself with the blanket again? Still lazing in bed!"

Li Yan was afraid she would be startled and run out, so he held onto the blanket, feigning embarrassment: "Don’t lift the blanket, it’s embarrassing for me..."

Now sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhang Yurong heard him clearly, feeling as if thunder was rumbling in her mind, exaggeratingly shivered and said tearlessly: "Please! Can you stop saying such disgusting things?"

She lifted the blanket again and found Li Yan still holding onto it. Of course, she didn’t believe someone as thick-skinned as Li Yan would be embarrassed. Suddenly recalling what he just said, she looked puzzled and asked: "What did you say earlier? What were you dreaming about last night?"

"Uh..." Li Yan initially wanted to tease her deliberately, but when he said it earlier, she didn’t really listen. Now sitting close at the bedside, seriously questioning him, he blushed and didn’t know how to respond.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Zhang Yurong’s mouth curled into a beautiful arc, holding back laughter and making a serious face: "So it’s true then?"

"Never mind true or false, get out, get out, I need to get up!" Li Yan rolled his eyes.

Between the two of them, it was always Yurong being teased, provoked, and angered. Rarely did she have a chance to make Li Yan embarrassed, blushing, or awkward. Having decided to face their relationship with a new attitude from today, Zhang Yurong couldn’t help but secretly laugh, thinking that this guy is kind of... cute when he’s awkward!

"Why should I leave when you’re getting up?"

"..." Li Yan was speechless.

Yurong decided to take advantage, suppressing her own embarrassment, with a mischievous mindset, she forced herself to say: "Is it because you dreamed... that thing, so you’re embarrassed for me to see? I’ve been to school, got good grades, and know that’s a normal physiological phenomenon after men mature, you don’t need to feel embarrassed..."

"..." Am I embarrassed? Li Yan was sweating. Why, amidst the awkwardness, was there a slight thrill?

"If you really did... wet the bed... you should get up immediately, take a bath, and clean up. Holding the blanket only makes it dirty." Yurong was too embarrassed to say ’nocturnal emission’, so she opted for the more acceptable, yet similar term ’wet the bed’.

Wet the bed... wet the bed... wet the bed... Li Yan was mortified, covering his face with both hands, lamenting: "Please! I’m almost thirty, being told by my wife that I wet the bed... how can I have the nerve to go out and mix with people! Besides, nocturnal emissions and bedwetting, while they’re undoubtedly a kind of discharge during sleep, are totally different in nature and meaning. Bedwetting is a child’s thing; nocturnal emissions are for men..."

Zhang Yurong’s boldness breaking into his room today was already a huge step forward. Now discussing the difference between nocturnal emissions and bedwetting with a man made her face burn. As she said, her grades were so good, even if she’d never seen it firsthand, how could she not know the difference?

Seeing Li Yan’s ’shameful’ face-covering move, she felt amused, yet also a stirring desire to lift the blanket and see if he really did... what the situation was, as books only provide brief, simple descriptions without specific pictures.

She was truly twenty-five, and he was her husband, so... looking out of curiosity and research attitude should be fine, right? Just like seeing the book demonstration...

Yurong felt the heat on her face spread to her ears, while she still bit her lip hesitantly. Yet her hand was just lifting the blanket, only stopped by Li Yan’s hold. Now, she gritted her teeth and exerted herself. Though it was unintentional, with Li Yan’s hands on his face, he couldn’t guard the blanket, which was soon lifted aside.

Realizing something was off, Yurong instinctually wanted to close her eyes, but merely closed them briefly, figuring Li Yan would soon cover the blanket, so she couldn’t help but peek.

Li Yan’s previous ’shameful’ face-covering was somewhat exaggerated, but he never expected her to lift the blanket, nor did he expect she wanted to see the ’wet the bed’ crime scene. Since it’s exposed, he feigned ignorance, continued covering his face, only his fingers knowingly parted, allowing eye peeking to observe Yurong’s state.

Through the finger gaps, he saw the strikingly beautiful Yurong staring dumbfounded at him, seemingly curious and surprised but not much tension.

He knew his hands were acting like a screen, not for himself but for Yurong. Smart as she is, it wouldn’t escape her that he was observing through the split fingers, but no direct removal meant no breakthrough, girls are always shy and care about appearances.

Previously he intentionally or unintentionally ’exposed’ in front of her, similar to the scene in the bathroom last night where she directly ran away, and once she even pulled Yue Yao to research, but then he was pretending to faint, unable to move and observe her reactions, now he finally saw her clear response. Pity she seemed merely curious, not the breathless, heart-racing, overwhelmed kind.

After a while, the quiet atmosphere made Zhang Yurong feel uneasy, this wasn’t right. Besides, Li Yan surely dreamt nothing, deliberately staging this for her to lift the blanket and see!

She shifted her gaze, covered the blanket back, snorted lightly: "I’m leaving, you hurry up and get up!"

Saying this, she got up to leave, muttering: "Exhibitionist..."

Li Yan sweated a bit, wanting to say, clearly it’s you who forcibly lifted my blanket to peek, said I’m an exhibitionist after seeing it! Is this not turning the tables?

Watching her silhouette disappear at the door, hearing the closing of the door, Li Yan exhaled heavily, quickly sat up. Anyway, today was a joyous morning, boosting his spirits, indicating their relationship was not only reconciled but progressing, and she showed rather passively shifting to proactive!

After hurried washing, he still needed to go to Duan Haibo, retrieve his stuff back, or at least buy some pairs of underwear.

When he went downstairs, Yue Yao and Yurong were already at the table waiting for him. Yurong seemed to have forgotten the earlier scene in his room, behaving the same as before.

"Morning, are your eyes okay?" Yue Yao greeted him.

Upon this, Yurong recalled her earlier negligence on serious matters, although he seemed fine just now, she also glanced at him, carefully watching Li Yan’s eyes.

"Fine, thanks to your eye drops and warm compresses, and a good rest, all better now." Li Yan squinted with a smile: "No need to look lustfully anymore."

Hearing this, the two were relieved.

"Today is Yurong’s birthday, Brother Ron, how do you plan to celebrate for her? Shouldn’t you both have a romantic little world? Or should I go out to play, let you stay home... hehehe!" Yue Yao brought up the birthday topic, wanting to escalate their relationship with reconciliation, progressing further.

(Played poker with Xiao Lai today, he lost 6 out of 7 rounds... awkward) (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in to www.qidian.com, for more Chapters, support the author, and enjoy legitimate reading!)