Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Who else could it be except the two sisters Peach who live across the street?

Looking back on the past few months, I have been busy away from home for a long time due to special work tasks and have had no time to take care of matters at home.

Out of trust, he gave the key to the Peach sisters, thinking that they could come over occasionally to help look after the house, so that the house would not be left unattended for a long time and become deserted and lifeless.

Since he knew that the people outside the door were Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang, He Yuzhu gave up the idea of ​​releasing his mental power to find out what was going on.

His mental power is extremely special. Once released without reservation, its effect is like an X-ray in a hospital. Wherever it reaches, it can dissect the other person's body from the outside in, from head to toe, with perfect clarity.

Whether it is the firm muscle texture under the skin, the beating internal organs, the skeletal structure supporting the body, the dense network of blood vessels, or even every delicate hair on the skin, nothing can escape his perception.

But this perception did not bring any surprise to He Yuzhu. Instead, he felt that all he saw were skeletons without any beauty.

In the past, even when facing a young girl in her prime with a graceful figure, he could hardly have any lustful thoughts.

At this moment, He Yuzhu was lying steadily on his bed, his eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if he was immersed in a sweet dream.

The desk lamp next to him stood quietly at the head of the bed, the bulb was not lit, and the whole room was shrouded in quiet darkness.

He was lying dormant so quietly, but in fact he was waiting with curiosity and anticipation for the mysterious visitor who was about to appear. His thoughts drifted away involuntarily, guessing what would happen next.

The girl also did not turn on the light, and her figure was looming in the darkness.

However, from her smooth movements, it can be seen that she is very familiar with the furnishings in this room. Every move she makes reveals her familiarity, as if this is her own home and she feels very comfortable.

She stepped into the living room very lightly, each step seemed to be walking on clouds, very cautious, as if she was carrying a huge secret and was afraid to make any sound.

The old wooden floor occasionally made a very slight "creaking" sound under her feather-light footsteps.

This was a very ordinary sound, but in the silent night, it seemed to be amplified several times by an invisible hand and was clearly transmitted to the ears.

She did not pause for a moment, her eyes fixed on the bedroom door. Her steps were filled with an irrepressible eagerness, yet inexplicably mixed with a bit of shyness that was unique to young girls, just like a flower in bud, half-hidden, and about to bloom in spring.

When she reached the bedroom door, the girl suddenly stopped, her fair hands subconsciously clutching the corners of her clothes, her slender fingers stirring frantically, as if trying to find a little comfort from the fabric.

Her chest heaved violently, bouncing up and down like a frightened deer, her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to speak but stopped herself several times.

The night was as still as a stagnant pool, with only her slightly heavy breathing echoing in the air.

Finally, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cold air, and her chest heaved high, as if she had secretly mustered up great courage in her heart.

She stretched out her slightly trembling hand and carefully turned the doorknob. The door hinge could not bear the weight and made a low, slight "creaking" sound. The sound was instantly amplified infinitely in the quiet night, like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart directly and making her tremble.

She bit her lower lip, frowned, and slowly pushed open the tightly closed door. The door panel seemed to have been covered in dust for a long time. Every time she pushed it, there was a heart-wrenching slight friction sound, which seemed particularly harsh in the silent atmosphere.

She hunched over and tiptoed into the house, her toes tapping the ground lightly. Her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping spirit. She tried her best to make her every move hidden in the night and not make any sound.

With the faint moonlight coming in from the window, the girl tiptoed into the room and saw He Yuzhu sleeping soundly on the bed.

The moonlight was like a layer of light gauze, with a hint of haziness, gently falling on He Yuzhu's body, delicately outlining his familiar and heart-warming outline.

She stood silently by the bed, her eyes fixed on him, a complex mixture of hesitation, anticipation, and nervousness in her eyes. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was weighing something important in her heart.

Time seemed to stand still. After an unknown amount of time, the girl finally bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind to fight to the death.

Her hands were trembling slightly with nervousness. She stretched them out slowly and lifted a corner of the blanket bit by bit. Every movement was so slow that it was almost frozen. She was extremely cautious, as if any louder movement would disturb the person sleeping on the bed.

After the blanket was lifted enough, she carefully lifted her legs, slowly climbed onto the bed, and lay side by side with He Yuzhu.

When she first lay down, her body was slightly stiff due to excessive tension, and her posture seemed a little unnatural.

Then, she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and gently hugged He Yuzhu from behind. His unique scent lingered on her nose, and she felt his body temperature continuously transmitted through his clothes. The warm feeling was like the warm spring sun, which gradually calmed her originally tense heart.

At this point, He Yuzhu's disguise of being asleep could no longer be sustained.

His originally steady breathing became slightly disturbed by the sudden movement. He was just about to turn around quietly to figure out what was going on, but at that moment, an extremely gentle voice came from behind him: "Guess who I am?"

The sound is like the breeze blowing through the willow branches in spring, with a hint of playfulness, or like the mist lingering in the mountains, covered with a veil of mystery.

He Yuzhu's movements froze instantly, and the muscles in his back tensed unconsciously, because he keenly noticed that the other party was obviously deliberately pinching his throat to speak, and was not using his original voice.

This was done so deliberately that he had no way of telling from the voice alone whether the person speaking behind him was the passionate elder sister Ruan Mi or the quirky younger sister Ruan Tao.

Faced with such a sudden situation, He Yuzhu felt helpless.

Looking at the situation, since the other party has asked this question, if I turn around rashly at this moment and answer after seeing the other party's appearance clearly, it will undoubtedly make the other party feel that I am perfunctory and have no sincerity.

But if he didn't turn around, he would be in trouble. How could he know who was lying behind him?

Among this pair of good-looking sisters, the younger sister Ruan Tao has always been lively and cheerful, like a chirping bird, bringing a lot of joy to others.

However, when I think about it carefully, this bold and direct action is so different from the shyness she usually shows in front of me, which is really puzzling.

In contrast, her sister Ruan Mi has always been calm and reserved, like a calm lake without any ripples.

Perhaps because we haven't seen each other for several months, the feeling of longing for each other is spreading wildly in my heart, so my sister came here specially, hoping to spend more intimate time with me to relieve the pain of missing me for a long time.

He Yuzhu was lying in bed, half asleep and half awake, when he felt a warm body pressing against his back, soft and with a familiar scent.

His mind was still in a state of chaos, and he had no time to think carefully. Subconsciously, he was certain that the person sticking close behind him must be his sister Ruan Mi.

After all, I get along very closely with my sister on a daily basis, and only my sister would do such intimate things.

So, he tentatively called out, "Ami?" There was still a hint of laziness in his voice.

However, at this moment, the delicate body that had been snuggling tightly against him suddenly trembled as if it had been electrocuted.

The warmth in the bed, which was originally filled with a warm and charming atmosphere, seemed to be taken away in an instant, and the coldness seeped in slowly.

He Yuzhu woke up instantly, his heart suddenly tightened, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he instantly realized that his guess was completely wrong.

He stiffened his neck and turned his head slightly. With the faint moonlight coming in through the window, he saw a slightly childish but astonished face. The person coming was not his elder sister Ruan Mi, but his younger sister Ruan Tao!

He Yuzhu panicked instantly, his brain working rapidly, thinking about how to save this embarrassing situation.

He quickly explained with a smile:

"Haha, Tao, were you startled by me? Actually, I knew it was you a long time ago. I just called you your sister on purpose to tease you. Look at you, you're so funny, all these jumps and starts."

As he spoke, he chuckled a few times in an effort to dispel the awkwardness in the air.

After saying that, He Yuzhu slowly turned around, his heart full of confusion and anxiety.

When he looked closely, the air around him seemed to freeze in an instant.

The one sleeping in front of him was none other than his rosy-faced and shy sister Ruan Tao.

Her little face was like a carefully carved piece of jade, so white that it was almost transparent. Looking closely, beneath the whiteness, there was a hint of pink, just like the first blooming peach blossoms in spring, so tender and juicy.

At this moment, a hint of red appeared quietly on the pink skin, just like the surface of a lake gently blown by the breeze, rippling layer by layer, just like a ripe peach, exuding an attractive luster, anyone who saw it could not help but feel pity for it.

Her big eyes, like two clear springs, were looking at him with watery eyes.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, just like the spring breeze, which was a little chilly but full of tenderness.

There is also a bit of shyness, just like the flower buds shrouded in mist in the early morning, wanting to speak but unable to, which makes people's heart beat faster.

When Ruan Tao heard He Yuzhu asking when her sister would come, a sour feeling suddenly surged in her heart, and her face turned red with anger, just like a ripe tomato.

She clenched her fists angrily, looking just like a kitten whose fur stood on end after being provoked. Her chest heaved violently and she kept humming.

She moved swiftly, like a pink phantom, quickly hitting He Yuzhu's shoulders, muttering as she hit him:

"You big bad guy, did you just want my sister to come? Are you particularly disappointed to see me here?"

Her fist landed on He Yuzhu's shoulder with great force, but in He Yuzhu's perception, that force, though seemingly forceful, actually carried with it the tenderness peculiar to a young girl, just like a spring breeze blowing by, with a hint of softness.

When He Yuzhu heard this, his expression immediately became serious. He put down the object in his hand, turned around and faced Ruan Tao, and retorted in a firm and urgent tone:

"Oh, what are you talking about! Your sister and I are innocent and have never crossed the line. From the beginning to the end, you are the only one I like!"

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As he spoke, he stared into Ruan Tao's eyes with his affectionate eyes, as if he wanted to convey his inner sincerity to her without reservation through his eyes, trying to make her believe his heartfelt words.

After hearing this, Ruan Tao's face, which had turned red with anger, not only did not soften, but became even more coquettish.

Her little mouth was pouted high, as if an oil bottle could be hung on it. Then, she said "Pooh" in disdain, and her voice unconsciously rose, and she scolded: "I don't believe it! A few days ago, when you were in front of me, your eyes were almost glued to my sister, and you kept saying that you wanted to pursue her. It's only been a short time, and you want to fool me!" As she spoke, jealousy surged in her tone, as if she had overturned several bottles of aged wine. Her little head twisted, and she tilted slightly to one side as if in a fit of anger. She deliberately stopped looking at He Yuzhu, but her eyes would glance over from time to time, as if waiting for him to give a satisfactory answer.

He Yuzhu saw Ruan Tao's eyebrows raised, eyes wide open, and face full of anger, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly put on a smile, and explained eagerly and with a bit of flattery: "Oh, my dear sister, you have misunderstood! Think about it, if I really disliked you, why would I come over to you so eagerly? I said that on purpose, thinking that by using this trick to provoke you, maybe I can have the opportunity to say a few more words to you and get closer to you. Look, now I am successfully standing in front of you and can chat with you!" As he said, he bent down slightly, and with a little caution, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled the corner of Ruan Tao's clothes, as if this gentle pull could calm Ruan Tao's anger, make her turn her head, and give him another smile.

"Hmph, you big bad guy, who knows whether what you said is true or you are lying to me?" Ruan Tao pretended to be angry, with her eyebrows slightly raised, but there seemed to be a pool of spring water in her eyes, shimmering with light.

She mumbled to herself, pulling the quilt hard with both hands, as if she was going to climb out of the warm bed. Her slender legs were slightly stretched out, as if she was really ready to get up and go back.

Her movements were filled with the sass and stubbornness typical of a little girl, but the look that inadvertently revealed under her slightly drooping eyelids revealed a hint of unspeakable reluctance, as if the attachment to this moment of warm time was quietly spreading in her heart.

This made He Yuzhu very anxious. How could he just watch the happiness he had obtained slip away?

In an instant, his eyes suddenly lit up and his movements were as fast as lightning. His thick and powerful hand stretched out and firmly embraced Ruan Tao's slender waist that could be held in one hand.

Then, he exerted a little force and pulled Ruan Tao firmly into his warm arms as if he was grabbing a precious treasure.

His arms were like an indestructible steel barrier, wrapping around Ruan Tao from behind and trapping her tightly in his arms, leaving her no chance to escape.

Ruan Tao was caught off guard by this sudden action and was frightened to the point of paleness. She subconsciously let out a moan, and the sound was like the melodious singing of an oriole in spring, with a hint of coquettishness and panic.

However, after a brief moment of astonishment, a strange feeling welled up in her heart. Without any struggle, she seemed to be drawn by some invisible force and slowly stretched out her two fair, snow-white arms.

The arm was soft and delicate, as if it was carefully woven from the finest silk, and it gently embraced He Yuzhu's neck.

Her movements were gentle and natural, and her arms around He Yuzhu's neck were like a gentle ribbon fluttering in the wind, carrying strands of tenderness and affection, instantly bringing the two closer together.

The next moment, He Yuzhu looked at Ruan Tao's cherry-like tender lips, love surging in his eyes, and leaned down without hesitation.

His movements were gentle yet with unquestionable firmness. His lips accurately covered Ruan Tao's lips, giving her a sweet and affectionate kiss.