Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law
Chapter 1212 - 1231: Just Kidding

Chapter 1212: Chapter 1231: Just Kidding

When she awoke again, she smelled the scent of disinfectant. Upon opening her eyes, she saw Huo Beijiang’s haggard face. His handsome eyebrows looked tired, but upon seeing her open her eyes, he finally showed a moving smile.

"Are you awake? That’s great!" He sat by the bed and carefully helped her sit up with a pillow for support. "Are you hungry? Do you want some water?"

Nan Fei shook her head; she had no appetite at all.

Huo Beijiang carefully held her hand in his, lowering his head to gently kiss her fingertips. "I’m sorry! I should not have said it!" He had been too eager for Nan Fei to grow up, neglecting her ability to cope.

Thinking of Nan Fei fainting before him the day before, Huo Beijiang felt chills in his limbs, his entire being trapped in an indescribable panic.

Huo Beijiang gripped Nan Fei’s hand tightly, the strength unconsciously immense, eventually causing Nan Fei to wince slightly in pain. He suddenly realized, hurriedly loosening his grip, his handsome brows furrowed tightly.

"Sweetheart!" Huo Beijiang looked at her with heartache, a thick sorrow hiding in his eyes. He lowered his head to her hand, dropping a series of delicate kisses, his warm lips bringing a comforting strength.

Nan Fei looked at Huo Beijiang in surprise, instinctively wanting to pull her hand back, only to find him unwilling to let go.

"What... what’s wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine?" Why does he seem so odd?

Huo Beijiang’s handsome face darkened, "Is it wrong to love my wife?"

"Ha ha... No, you’re doing the right thing!" Nan Fei chuckled shyly, her pretty and bright face carrying a pleasing smile.

It was rare for Beijiang to not be sarcastic or irritating; she cherished it dearly.

Nan Fei glanced at the ring on his left ring finger and deliberately asked, "Can soldiers wear jewelry?"

At this, Huo Beijiang, aggravated, bit her fingertip. Feeling it was not enough, his soft lips enveloped her fingertip, his tongue gently grazing over it, bringing a vague and indescribable shiver—a tingling sensation spreading from her nail to the bottom of her heart.

Nan Fei was utterly stunned, staring at the man close at hand. His exceptionally handsome face was so near, and his deep eyes reflected only her.

Huo Beijiang’s kisses travelled from her fingertips to her palm, then with a long arm stretched out, he pulled her entirely into his embrace, his handsome face buried in the nape of her neck, his warm breath spraying on her delicate skin, startling Nan Fei into awareness.

Now, even if she was slow, she saw something was off with Beijiang.

"What’s wrong?" Nan Fei’s chin rested on his broad shoulder, her speech slightly muffled as she was held tightly by him.

"You scared me." Huo Beijiang’s voice was deep and husky, with a faint nasal tone.

Nan Fei felt struck by lightning. Beijiang... Since when was he so timid?

"Do I have a terminal illness?" Nan Fei thought wildly, recalling how such scenarios unfolded in Korean dramas, full of melodrama and cliches!

Huo Beijiang suddenly grabbed her shoulders, making them face each other closely, their breaths mingling.

"What are you talking about? I think you’re asking for a beating!" he ground his teeth, "If you dare talk nonsense like that again, don’t blame me for being rude."

"I was just joking." Nan Fei genuinely wanted to ease the weird atmosphere, but this jerk immediately reverted to his true self. He could definitely not be the male lead from a Korean drama, who would never threaten to hit a woman.