Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 122 Beautiful Flowers

So good...

In my dream, his disabled and paralyzed body couldn't even control his basic physiological functions, and he made a mess of everything.

His wife didn't mind at all. Zhou Gangxun rubbed his face against him, while Ruan Zhijuan, whose head was tilted next to his, loved him so much.

He smirked, his hand measuring Ruan Zhijuan's lower abdomen inch by inch. How could his tiny wife be so bold? Wasn't she afraid of hurting herself?

In his dream, he didn't give his wife any of the hard work he put into preparing for over half a month.

"Is your stomach upset?" Zhou Gangxun placed his palm on Ruan Zhijuan's lower abdomen and rubbed it in circles.

"Zhou Gangxun, it's just a dream, I won't be upset." Ruan Zhijuan enjoyed Zhou Gangxun's service, her body gradually relaxing. Zhou Gangxun's fingers were much better than before, and his fingertips were not so rough.

He would continue to use up his unused face cream on Zhou Gangxun. Sometimes, Zhou Gangxun would even ask him to apply it to other places. Humph, her husband Zhou Gangxun was a wanton, ruthless dog in heat.

"Were you scared in your dream just now?" Zhou Gangxun pinched the soft flesh of Ruan Zhijuan's nape with his other hand.

Ruan Zhijuan fell silent, burying half her head in the pillow. Her face gradually flushed. In her dream, Zhou Gangxun was quite fierce, making inhuman roars. His arms became stiff, and the veins bulged out...

His voice came through the pillow stuffing, "I...I quite like it."

"You've made me like that, like a little dog drooling over you..." Ruan Zhijuan said truthfully, as if he had nothing left to lose. Just those few words were enough to make him breathless. "I can only look at you, I feel like I'm broken, and you feel like you're broken too..."

Zhou Gangxun looked at Ruan Zhijuan, who was tilting her head back and whose face was as red as a tomato. She was both flirtatious and obedient.

"You like it? You were so disgusted by me before when I was a little sweaty, but in my dream just now, how could you kiss me when I looked like that? Hmm? Wife, when did you become less picky about food?" Zhou Gangxun's voice was a little hoarse. He felt that he, who looked like a dirty dog ​​in his dream, was not worthy of touching his wife.

"It's not that bad..." Ruan Zhijuan muttered softly. In her dream, Zhou Gangxun's eyes were red, and his lower abdomen and chest were panting frequently due to the pain in his lumbar spine. When he hugged her, his whole body was trembling, as if he loved her so much that he couldn't live without her. He even said some flirtatious things... The slaps were also familiar.

Ruan Zhijuan's face turned even redder. He tugged at the hem of Zhou Gangxun's clothes, stubbornly trying to crawl inside. He poked his head out from the collar of Zhou Gangxun's pajamas, which had been stretched out many times, like a clingy, pretty little dog. He said seriously, "You already love me, Zhou Gangxun, so you can't hate me, and you can't despise me..."

"I don't hate you." Zhou Gangxun hugged the person tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "I love you so much that I don't even have enough time to love you."

Ruan Zhijuan then relaxed and slumped against Zhou Gangxun, kissing his lips, "Good dog."

Zhou Gangxun chuckled softly and replied in agreement, "Woof woof, wife."

……

At three in the morning, Ruan Zhijuan, who couldn't sleep, quietly climbed out of bed and took out her diary.

Today is December 25th! My mom and dad have been found. They are so good to me; they seem to love me very much. I heard them call me their precious baby, and I'm so happy! Mom gave me a gold shop, and Dad gave me a villa as a gift.

[Zhou Gangxun saw that another 50 million had been transferred to my account.]

The housekeeper at the villa cooked delicious food tonight, but it still couldn't compare to Zhou Gangxun. Zhou Gangxun made me candied apples while wearing a suit. The suit made his chest look so big and his waist so slim, probably from his recent workouts. Every time Zhou Gangxun finishes a workout, he lets me touch his engorged muscles... Hmm, the candied apples were delicious too, so sweet.

Ruan Zhijuan thought for a moment, then added a sentence in the middle of the passage: "He was seducing me."

[This is the first time I've seen snow today. It's so beautiful, all white and cool to the touch, but not too cold. The servants had cleared all the snow from the villa, so my parents had someone bring some more over for me to play with.]

The snow was so thick, it filled the whole yard. I was swimming in the snow. I wish Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were here; they would definitely love playing in the snow too, and we could roll around in it together.

[After playing in the snow for a while, my clothes got a little wet. Zhou Gangxun brought a towel and came over to scoop me up. I mischievously pulled him into the snow, and he couldn't hold back for a second. He hid in the snow and kissed me. His breath was like smoke, and he was panting heavily. I told him that if my parents saw him like this, they would definitely be disgusted.]

[I told him I was the dog's owner and that I would talk to my parents and make sure he wasn't abandoned. Then Zhou Gangxun kissed me so hard I almost suffocated. I think I was crying, but it felt so good. Snowflakes were falling on us; it was so beautiful.]

After dinner, I saw Zhou Gangxun being called away by his father. They were whispering to each other, and I overheard them.

The two stood in front of the villa's ornamental trees. Ruan Qiming spoke up, "Mr. Zhou, it's clear that Xiao Juan is very attached to you, and you love him very much now. Although as Xiao Juan's parents who have been absent for nineteen years, we don't have much right to say such things now, we hope that Mr. Zhou will not hurt or let him down."

He looked at Zhou Gangxun and solemnly requested, "If one day, Mr. Zhou no longer likes or loves Xiaojuan as much, please let us know in advance, and we will take him home."

Zhou Gangxun frowned for a moment, then lowered his eyes, his fingertips stroking the wedding ring engraved with Ruan Zhijuan's name on his ring finger, and said clearly, word by word, "Based on the existing facts, there is no gene for infidelity or changing one's mind in the Zhou family's ancestors."

"So that assumption won't come true; he will stay with me the whole time."

His parents were nineteen and eighteen years old, respectively. They fell in love at first sight when they were teenagers, and then stayed together for nearly thirty years, still as inseparable as when they first fell in love.

As for his grandparents, they were childhood sweethearts, betrothed since they were little, and have been bickering and joking around until they were eighty or ninety years old.

Going further back, you'd need to consult the family genealogy.

Therefore, Zhou Gangxun felt that he could guarantee at least thirty years.

Thirty years from now, he'll probably be the one filled with anxiety and fear of being abandoned.

"But indeed, I can't make any promises for myself decades from now." Zhou Gangxun agreed with Ruan Qiming's concerns as a father. "So I will teach him that no one in this world is more important than himself, that he was born to enjoy the love and pampering of others, and that those who treat him badly should be discarded like worn-out shoes..."

"Teach him how to use my property, my power, teach him... how to treat me like a dog, a tool."

"So if that day ever comes, the legal documents will order him to leave with nothing, the media will ruin his reputation, and what he's taught me over the years will allow me to kick him away like a piece of trash and continue living my happy life without being affected in any way," Zhou Gangxun said.

But I know very well that Zhou Gangxun can't live without me; a dog can't live without its owner.

He's been with me since I was born. Back then, he was called the System. He stayed with me for nineteen years, then took human form and became a person named Zhou Gangxun. But because it's forbidden to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he had to hide his identity and arrange for me to marry him step by step.

Ruan Zhijuan felt his speculation was reasonable, so he nodded and continued writing:

I feel so happy right now, it's like a dream. Going to school, eating endless delicious food, having unlimited money—these are things I never had in my past life, things I wouldn't even dare to dream of.

I hope this beautiful dream never ends; I want to be with that big bad dog, Zhou Gangxun, forever.

"Huh? What's this?"

Ruan Zhijuan was about to close her diary with a happy smile when she suddenly noticed another handwriting on the front page—Zhou Gangxun's.

Each page of the diary was filled with dense annotations, as if Zhou Gangxun was having a conversation with him.

At the very end, there was a closing remark that read, "I love you, my wife." Sometimes she would draw a sunflower, sometimes a few diamonds, and it was always at the same time as when Zhou Gangxun would stuff gifts into his gift cabinet—a gold sunflower brooch, a diamond phone sticker…

Ruan Zhijuan flipped through the pages to the very front, where two small dog heads were drawn: one was a German Shepherd with its mouth wide open and teeth bared, biting the head of a small curly-haired dog with frizzy eyes.

"Hmph, I knew that stinky dog ​​Zhou Gangxun was always peeking at my diary."

Ruan Zhijuan shook her head, a smile playing on her lips, and hummed as she closed her diary. She then ran into the bedroom and snuggled into Zhou Gangxun's arms.

The clever boy decided to pretend nothing had happened and secretly check what Zhou Gangxun replied to him the next day.

"Hmph, hmph hmph hmph, hmph." Ruan Zhijuan nudged Zhou Gangxun in a good mood.

But he couldn't hide it any longer, so he tilted his head back, his eyes crinkling as he stared at the sleeping Zhou Gangxun.

Zhou Gangxun chuckled softly, his eyes still closed, his face close to Ruan Zhijuan's, his lips pecking at Ruan's lips, "You need a kiss."

Ruan Zhijuan closed his eyes, moaning softly as Zhou Gangxun kissed him. The love he had experienced in his past life was too barren, like a seed malnourished and suffocating in its shell.

A person who has never received love is also unable to give normal love.

But he felt as if he was sprouting, because Zhou Gangxun, who was using unorthodox methods to grow flowers, watered several vats of water, and not only did it not drown, but it even bloomed into a beautiful flower with Zhou Gangxun's name engraved inside and out.

Hidden beneath every name was a message that said, "I love you."

The snow outside the window fell all night, piling up thicker and thicker, but the beautiful flowers, kissed by love, bloomed splendidly.