My Evil Genius Wife

After indulging in a long shower, meticulously cleansing every inch of his body, Han Zihao emerged from the bathroom, his skin glistening with moisture. With a playful glint in his eyes, he confidently slipped into the black silk pajamas that Xu Nuan had prepared for him, anticipating the intimate night that lay ahead.

These were the very same pajamas they had excitedly chosen together for their special wedding night, opting to wear matching black attire. While they knew they wouldn't keep these pajamas on for long, it would undoubtedly create a cherished and adorable memory for the two of them.

After stepping out of the bathroom, Han Zihao carefully dried his dripping wet hair with a small white towel, ensuring that he no longer carried the scent of alcohol as Xu Nuan had requested. With his refreshed and clean appearance, he eagerly made his way toward the master bedroom, his heart filled with anticipation as he sought out Xu Nuan.

It had been days since they had the chance to indulge in a playful activity and spend some quality time together. With their wedding night finally here, they knew it was going to be an even more special and intimate occasion.

They had been caught up in the whirlwind of wedding preparations and festivities, leaving little time for personal moments. However, tonight was different. It was their night to celebrate their love and create cherished memories as husband and wife.

As Han Zihao approached the master bedroom, he noticed that the lights of the master bedroom were switched on. A soft whisper escaped his lips, "Looks like she's already waiting for me." The anticipation in his voice was evident, heightening his excitement for the intimate moments they were about to share.

"Xu Nuan, my love~", However, as Han Zihao pushed open the door to the bedroom, a frown formed on his face as he realized that the room was empty.

Confusion swept over him, and he wondered if she was still in the bathroom. He contemplated making his way back to the bathroom to find her, hoping to unravel the mystery of her whereabouts.

Standing outside the bathroom, Han Zihao lightly knocked on the door and called out, "Xu Nuan, I've already taken a shower." He paused, waiting eagerly for her response, hoping to locate her and continue their night together.

However, as he received no response, Han Zihao's frown deepened, and he couldn't understand why Xu Nuan wasn't answering.

Much to his surprise, as he pushed open the bathroom door, Han Zihao's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight that greeted him. There, inside the bathtub filled with water, was Xu Nuan fast asleep, her head resting against the top edge of the tub.

To his amusement and astonishment, she had even removed her clothes, evidently intending to take a relaxing soak. However, she dozed off during the process, completely oblivious to Han Zihao's arrival.

A mixture of laughter and exasperation bubbled up within Han Zihao as he observed the comical scene before him. Carefully stepping closer, he couldn't help but chuckle softly at the unexpected twist in their wedding night.

Who would have thought that his dear wife would find more comfort and peaceful slumber inside the confines of a bathtub rather than in their spacious and luxurious bed?

Han Zihao couldn't help but shake his head in playful disbelief, wondering what had led Xu Nuan to choose such an unconventional sleeping spot on their special night. Nevertheless, he found himself amused by her quirkiness and the unexpected surprises that came with being married to her.

With a lighthearted smile, Han Zihao carefully lifted Xu Nuan out of the bathtub, ensuring her comfort and modesty by wrapping her naked body in a large white towel. He held her close, feeling the warmth of her skin against his as he carried her towards the bed.

The softness of the towel enveloped her, and he couldn't help but admire her beauty even in this unexpected situation. He felt the warmth radiating from her body and took a deep breath to steady himself, trying to contain his overwhelming emotions.

This girl had a knack for driving him crazy.

Once they reached the bed, Han Zihao laid Xu Nuan down gently, ensuring she was settled comfortably. He retrieved a fresh set of nightwear that she prepared to wear after the bath and proceeded to dress her, taking his time and relishing the intimate moment.

With each gentle touch and caring gesture, he expressed his love and devotion to her. As he finished dressing her, Han Zihao brushed a stray strand of hair from Xu Nuan's face, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Mrs. Han, you truly know how to make our wedding night unforgettable," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

After carefully dressing her in a fresh pair of pajamas and gently tucking her into the cozy warmth of the blanket, Han Zihao felt a surge of emotions welling up inside him. He knew that he needed to find a way to calm himself down, to extinguish the fire that was ignited within him by her presence.

Although he has already taken a shower, with a determined resolve, he decided to take another cold water shower.

He knew that while she had fallen asleep, she had unknowingly sparked immense hope and desire within him. As he stood under the cold shower, he allowed the cold water to soothe his heated skin, hoping that it would also calm the intensity of his emotions.

After the refreshing shower, he emerged from the bathroom feeling composed. The fiery passion had been tamed, replaced by a steadier flame. He approached the bed, gazing at her peaceful sleeping form, and chuckled at her for making this night a memorable, never-forgetting night for him.

Gently, he slipped into bed beside her, his warmth enveloping them both. He knew that when she awakened in the morning, they would continue their journey together, fueled by the love and hope that had bloomed on their wedding night.

With a gentle smile, he admired her innocent sleeping face. Sliding his arm under her head, he pulled her closer, embracing her in a warm and loving embrace. Together, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.