Miss Chen Becomes a Cannon-fodder Villainess and Has a Super Strong Husband!

Chapter 19: Shower Together

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Let me do it,” Tang Ye said, concerned that Chen Lan might become upset thinking about her grandmother. He reached out and took the soup bowl from Chen Lan’s hand, placing it on the table.

Both of them engaged in casual conversation at the dining table and soon finished their meal.

Chen Lan had underestimated Tang Ye’s appetite, and the meal she prepared, based on the portion for three people, had almost run out.

However, she didn’t know that he normally ate a bowl of rice if he was alone at home.

After the meal, Chen Lan offered to wash the dishes, but he pushed her out of the kitchen.

“I can handle the dishes. Go take a shower. The hot water here is only available until eight o’clock, and it’s getting late.”

Chen Lan glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 7:40 p.m. If she took the shower first, Tang Ye might not have any to use.

“What about you?” Chen Lan asked.

“I’m fine. I can use cold water. In the army, I often showered with cold water.”

Chen Lan frowned, “That won’t do. It was okay when you didn’t have a wife to take care of you, but which husband uses cold water when he has a wife? Besides, Dad told me to take good care of you because you have injuries. Don’t wash the dishes first. Let’s shower together. There’s still time.”

Tang Ye was completely caught off guard by her suggestion to shower together. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind, leaving his thoughts in disarray.

Seeing his lack of reaction, Chen Lan didn’t think twice and just grabbed his hand, leading him into the bathroom.

The bathroom was small and relatively enclosed. Tang Ye, being tall and muscular, made the already limited space feel even more cramped. Chen Lan found it was difficult to breathe.

She raised her trembling small hand and began unbuttoning his shirt, her eyes fixed on the muscles that appeared as she undid each button. She couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch them, her fingers lingering on a scar on Tang Ye’s chest.

Tang Ye couldn’t help but hold his breath and reached out to hold her hand.

“You go ahead and shower first; I’ll shower later.”

But before he could even lift his foot, Chen Lan had already tiptoed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

Tang Ye couldn’t hold back any longer, turned around and pressed her against the bathroom wall, kissing her soft lips, until Chen Lan had some difficulty breathing, and then reluctantly let go.

The lips parted, revealing a shameful silver thread.

“We’re already married. What’s there to be afraid of taking a shower together?” Chen Lan’s hand gently caressed his face, her eyes filled with a hazy desire.

Hearing this, Tang Ye lifted her and walked under the showerhead, turning on the water, which was slightly cool, and it poured down, eliciting a moan from Chen Lan.

Tang Ye put her down and quickly took off their wet clothes. He lifted Chen Lan’s legs and let her wrap them around his waist. He used the gradually warm water to enter her.

His hands kneaded the perky curves of Chen Lan’s buttocks, while his mouth sensually caressed the soft mounds of her chest. Below, he thrust forcefully and rapidly in and out of her.

For a moment, the sounds of water, moans, and gurgling sounds in the bathroom echoed in succession, responding and intertwining.

When the water gradually turned cold, he hugged her soft body tightly and released himself into her.

Then, he used one hand to turn off the shower, carried Chen Lan to the edge of the sink, had her sit down, and then kissed her again.

Due to the earlier intensity, her lips were now slightly swollen, and he could even taste a faint metallic tang of blood. He opened his eyes slightly, gazing at Chen Lan, who resembled a broken doll at that moment. While feeling pity in his heart, his desire surged once again.

She felt a part of him enlarging. She hummed, but he kissed her even more crazily.

She had no strength left, so she could only cling to the man and sway back and forth with his movements.

By the time he stopped, Chen Lan was on the verge of fainting.

Tang Ye wet a towel and carefully wiped away the mud from her body, then he wrapped her in a bath towel before gently carrying her back to the bed.

He kissed the soft cheek of the woman and gently wiped her silky, long hair with the towel.

“Be good, don’t sleep yet. You will have a headache if you sleep without drying your hair,” Tang Ye said.

“But I’m so tired, it’s all your fault,” Chen Lan yawned and snuggled into Tang Ye’s arms. Her shallow breaths brushed against his abdomen, causing him to tighten.

“Chen Lan,” Tang Ye whispered her name, his voice carrying an irresistible seductiveness.

“Yes?”

“I see that you’re not tired enough.”

Tang Ye said as he lifted her chin and leaned in to kiss her once more.