Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 1229 - 1230: Burying One’s Head in the Sand

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1230: Burying One’s Head in the Sand

Yun Hao immediately pulled her back to their room.

"They’re napping now, and dad has gone for a nap too. Wife, shall we take a nap as well?"

For several months, he could only look but couldn’t touch, because his wife’s health was not good, and he was nourishing her back to health.

This should be alright now, right?

Why did Meng Yunhan feel his gaze was so intense and suggestive?

She felt like she was enveloped in bubbles.

"Ahao..." Yun Hao scooped up Meng Yunhan in a princess carry and headed for the room.

Meng Yunhan softly placed Meng Yunhan on the bed, turned to close the door, and even locked it, "Wife, let’s sleep."

Before Meng Yunhan could react, he had already kissed her delicate lips that were as tender as frost, fearing he wouldn’t be able to control himself, fearing he would hurt her, it had been several months since he last tasted the sweetness of her lips.

How could he restrain himself now?

They needed to move houses soon; this courtyard was too small.

Meng Yunhan wanted to object, but Yun Hao wouldn’t let her, kissing Meng Yunhan bit by bit until she stopped struggling and gradually got lost in the moment.

By the time Meng Yunhan woke up again, she felt sore and tender all over her body.

It truly felt like she had been run over by a car.

"Wife, you’re awake," Yun Hao said cautiously, aware that he might have been a bit too much, but it had been months since he had ’eaten meat,’ and finally, he could indulge, which led to them staying up till dawn.

Meng Yunhan glared at him fiercely, "Can’t you control yourself a bit?"

Her lower back was so sore she couldn’t even speak.

This was all caused by the man before her.

And now she didn’t even know what time it was.

There were so many people at home; this was truly embarrassing.

They were already of age, an old married couple.

Yun Hao glanced outside and began to explain, "Wife, you know I’ve been starved for months. I will control myself from now on and won’t embarrass you."

Meng Yunhan playfully scolded the thick-skinned man, "Are you still talking?"

They already knew about it; why did he have to say it out loud?

This just made her feel even more embarrassed.

She didn’t know if she was loud yesterday.

Was this really daylight debauchery?

Seeing his wife’s displeased face, Yun Hao dared not tease her further, "Wife, didn’t you say yesterday that you wanted to exercise? It’s five o’clock now, should we get up and exercise?"

Meng Yunhan immediately backed down, "I’m hungry, no wonder I feel so starved. I didn’t have dinner, I don’t have the energy."

Seeing his wife acting coquettishly, Yun Hao smiled warmly, "Okay, I’ll go make you something to eat. We won’t exercise today, we’ll do it tomorrow."

Meng Yunhan helplessly watched his retreating figure, pulling up the quilt in a typical ostrich-like fashion as she thought about how her father-in-law knew about their affair.

In some matters, Meng Yunhan was still quite shy.

Yun Hao cooked porridge for Meng Yunhan.

That day, Meng Yunhan couldn’t bring herself to leave the house, just glaring at Yun Hao.

And Yun Hao, seeing her obediently lying in bed, was quite pleased and thought to himself whether he should let his wife continue resting in bed?

"Wife, it’s summer vacation now. Should we take the kids and go somewhere cooler?"

Kyoto was too hot, especially for his wife, who was much more sensitive to the heat than before, frequently breaking out in cold sweats; he knew that her health hadn’t fully recovered yet.