Villain Rescue System

When she woke up the next morning, Wen Long was surrounded by someone.

Her waist was wrapped around the man's arm behind her, the quilt was very tight, and her back was pressed against his chest, even Yan Li's heartbeat could be felt.

But the thing that made her most uncomfortable was the thing on her waist.

She frowned, trying to push his hand around her waist away.

But it didn't work, even the man in his sleep hugged her even tighter subconsciously, pressing his whole body towards her.

The person behind seemed to be stimulated by this, and a hearty muffled groan escaped from their throats.

Wen Long's scalp tightened, and she took a deep breath.

"Yan Li!"

When Yan Li came out of the bathroom, what he saw was Wen Long sitting on the carpet with a sullen face.

He licked his lips and asked guiltily, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Wen Long said with a serious expression: "Tonight..."

You go to sleep elsewhere.

"I'll let the chef cook first." Yan Li seemed to know what she was going to say, and quickly finished the sentence and got out of the bedroom.

Wen Long: "..."

…

In order not to be kicked out of the bedroom, Yan Li was much more restrained in sleeping afterwards.

Since he always unconsciously hugs the people around him in deep sleep, Wen Long is particularly displeased with this. He adjusted his biological clock and let go of his hands before Wen Long woke up.

Afterwards, Wen Long seldom mentioned this aspect anymore.

Yan Li was very measured and respected her wishes, and did not ask for anything else.

After a year of marriage, she gradually got used to being hugged suddenly by a sloth-like guy in the middle of the night.

Occasionally she wakes up early and finds that Yan Li is secretly kissing the scar on the back of her neck, or sniffing her back, but she also turns a blind eye and pretends not to know.

After all, the villain is only in his twenties and thirties, and his anger is at its peak, so it's not good to hold back.

However, she couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye to Yan Li's other hobbies.

"I'm done eating."

Wen Long took a bite of the thick fried egg, and couldn't finish it, so he had to leave the rest on the plate.

Yan Li said "hmm", and was used to her appetite.

But he still urged: "Eat some fruit later."

"Got it." Wen Long put down his chopsticks and got up.

"Oh."

After Yan Li responded, she stared at the thick egg on her plate.

Seeing that Wen Long had already turned his back and was about to leave, he raised his chopsticks and put the thick piece of fried egg she had eaten into his bowl, and then took a big bite from the small corner she had bitten.

Wen Long, who was about to leave just now, turned around at this moment, and her scrutinizing eyes fell directly on his chopsticks.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Li: "...can't be wasted."

Wen Long squinted her eyes, looking at the thick eggs left on the table.

Why not eat those? Moreover, she has discovered several times that Yan Li has eaten the things she has bitten.

He gnawed on the leftovers of her own food, which always made her a little awkward.

"..."

Yan Li coughed lightly, and turned her head away from looking at her.

"I remember when you were in high school, you would throw away everything I ate."

At that time, Yan Li was actually a bit of a clean freak. Although his small room was dark in high school, it was obvious that he took good care of it. Including clothes and bed sheets are also washed very frequently.

So, why is this happening now? Why would a clean freak eat someone else's leftovers...

Wen Long's expression became more and more puzzled.

Could it be some kind of illness?

Yan Li swallowed, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Wen Long looked at him with a rare look of concern in his eyes.

"Why don't you go see a doctor? Maybe some kind of pica?"

Yan Li pursed her lips, feeling that she was not normal.

He nodded and said, "...OK."

Hospital.

Yan Li took a small stack of test reports and handed them to the doctor.

"Is there something wrong with my body?"

The doctor looked at his laboratory report carefully, pushed his eyes, and asked, "Tell me more about your illness."

Yan Li took a few words, "Lately, I always want to bite my wife's food..."

"Has this happened to anyone else?"

"No." Yan Li shook his head.

The doctor pondered for a few seconds while looking at the test sheet with completely normal data.

"Offensive question. Is your **** life with your wife... still harmonious?"

Yan Li was silent for a moment.

"Never had."

The doctor choked, "Then... what about hugs and kisses?"

"She set the frequency, once a week."

"..."

There was a hint of sympathy in the doctor's eyes.

"Is there something wrong with my body?"

"No..." The doctor hesitated to speak.

"I think you're just suffocated."

…

When Yan Li returned home, he was still in a daze.

"You are less than 30 years old now, when your sex/desire is strong..." The doctor's words seemed to still echo in his ears.

Wen Long happened to be staying in the living room, and when he saw him coming back, she turned her head and asked, "The result is out?"

"…Um."

"What did the doctor say?"

Yan Li recalled the advice given by the doctor.

Kiss more, do more...what the hell.

He remained silent for a moment, then opened his mouth under Wen Long's inquiring eyes, and repeated the doctor's advice to him.

"Oh...that's it." There was a flash of clarity in Wen Long's eyes.

Yan Li's throat was a little itchy.

So, he can talk to her... so what?

Wen Long said in relief: "Then it will be fine, just bear with it and it will pass."

"Hold...how long?"

"You are almost thirty, well, ten years is almost the same."

Yan Li's expression froze, "...Ten years?"

For a moment, he felt that the next ten years of his life were like purgatory.

He looked at Wen Long's expression again and again, and found that she was indeed serious.

He reached out to hug her, and leaned over to rub her hair inexplicably. It seemed that she was counting on this to change her mind.

Wen Long was startled, and asked strangely, "Are you acting like a baby?"

Yan Li was at a loss, "I didn't."

"Then why are you rubbing against me?"

"do not know…"

He just subconsciously wanted to rub her.

"Oh, it's useless to act like a baby anyway."

He let go of his hand and repeated with a straight face: "I didn't."