Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander -
Chapter 314 - 222: Teasing
Chapter 314: Chapter 222: Teasing
It was late into the night.
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After lingering for a full half-hour, Chuxia, wrapped tightly in her pajamas and blushing, tiptoed out of the bathroom. She sneakily glanced with the corner of her eye. There was no one on the bed!
She quickly straightened up and looked around... then, with a bitter smile, realized she was still too presumptuous. With his pride, how could he possibly want her at such a time?
Or perhaps, he had already understood what she intended to do from her actions and decided to flee, unsure of his own resolution.
Humans are really strange creatures. She had always been averse to being intimately close to him, but when she realized he deliberately ran away, she felt a subtle sense of loss.
She simply shed her pajamas and stood naked in front of the mirror, examining herself.
Her young skin was tight and moisturized, with a faint pink glow, her eyebrows naturally dark and lips naturally reddened. Although slim, she had fullness where it should be, curves where needed, and a tiny waist that invited sympathy at a glance.
Since coming to this era, she had lost everything hopelessly, and the only profit she had made probably was this body. A beauty, merely so.
Her originally plain hairstyle, untrimmed for months, had grown past her shoulders and damply lay there, adding an unusual sexiness.
No wonder Xiao Yuwen was preoccupied with her. She couldn’t find any faults with herself; how could a lascivious man? Fortunately, she now was the master of this body. If it were the unreliable original soul, such beauty would definitely be more a curse than a blessing.
After realizing the two had indeed swapped souls, she felt no more apologies for the original. The world is fair. What is gained must be lost. Given the choice, she would never have wished to come to this era. What a terrible era! It was suffocating her!
Gathering herself, she dressed and discovered a letter Zhou Mikang had left for her on the bedside.
"Dear Chuxia,
Please forgive me for escaping in this manner, it wasn’t because I wanted to push you away, but because I didn’t want you to regret it one day.
I understand your feelings, and I am touched, but as a man, I cannot accept any pity or sympathy.
I hope that one day, naturally, you will willingly become my true wife.
I have moved to the guest room. Don’t worry about Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, and Mom misunderstanding—I will explain it to them."
The signature was, Husband: Zhou Mikang.
Although it was just a few lines, Chuxia read it several times to understand its meaning. At first sight of the letter, she mistakenly thought that the fool was still stubbornly trying to push her away, and with her unsettled heart, her understanding was biased.
She was somewhat moved, yet also somewhat angry. When had she ever pitied or sympathized with him? She merely wanted to demonstrate her resolve to the Zhou family members at such a time.
Alright, she admitted it—the generosity shown by the Zhou family to the Lin family had left her feeling indebted, with a mindset to repay the debt, a debt she was willingly ready to resolve.
Let’s rewind to the moment Chuxia entered the bathroom.
Leader Tongzi really listened to his little wife’s words and stripped naked, lying on the bed.
But after waiting ten minutes, the sound of water continued and the little wife still hadn’t emerged. His fiery heart finally started to cool with a trace of rationality.
Was this really the time to take her?
He certainly understood her intentions—legally, she was already his wife, so it was only natural for him to take her now.
But inexplicably, he didn’t want to force her. Just the thought that this could become a lifelong regret for her made him uncomfortable.
So, he got up again, put his clothes back on completely.
Restored the bed to its original state.
Picked up paper and pen to leave a message for his little wife.
One letter, thrown away.
Another letter, discarded again.
A third letter, still unsatisfactory.
Four letters, just thinking about crumpling them into balls to ponder over another one when he heard the water stop, decided, satisfied or not, this was the letter, and he placed it properly and fled.
Thinking of the discarded letters in the trash bin, he quickly ran back to retrieve them.
The moment she opened the bathroom door, he had just closed the room door.
As she stood in front of the mirror admiring herself, he was outside the door, steadying his excited heart, grasping tightly three crumpled pieces of paper in his hand.
While she read the letter, he was in the next guest room, "admiring" the three discarded ones he had written.
The first one.
"Dear Chuxia,
I love you, and therefore, I absolutely cannot let you do anything you dislike. I must wait until you love me back before we can become a true husband and wife.
..."
The second one.
"Dear Chuxia,
I like you, and therefore, I absolutely cannot let you do anything you dislike. I must wait until you love me back before we can become a true husband and wife.
..."
The third one.
"Dear Chuxia,
I respect you, and therefore, I absolutely cannot let you do anything you dislike. I must wait until you love me before we can become true husband and wife.
..."
He looked over and over again at the three letters he wrote, then, stopped at the first one, started to regret, wondering why he didn’t have the courage to leave the most honest one?
Thinking about the somewhat bleak beginning of the fourth letter, he started to worry like a naive young man. Would she be disappointed after seeing it? Would she be sad? Could she... misunderstand?...
The more he thought, the more entangled he became, suddenly sitting up from the bed, intending to see her, but when he reached the door, he felt too ashamed to go through and turned back again.
Then, abruptly sat up again, walked to the door, and then turned back again.
In the end, even he couldn’t stand himself anymore, had he gone mad? When had he ever been so hopelessly obsessed over someone?
No, he must force himself to sleep!
Under the blanket, his mind was beyond his control.
He tossed and turned until dawn...
Chuxia had a very sound sleep that night, having understood his feelings and clearly expressing her own, she could temporarily avoid doing anything she disliked. After her initial complaints, she fell asleep with an unburdened heart.
When the first rays of the morning sun entered the room, she opened her eyes, and then suddenly sat up with a "Ha," blinking her big eyes at Group Leader Tongzi with his dark circles, "You really admire pandas that much, going for a full mimicry show?"
Big sister, can we be a bit more heartless?
Group Leader Tongzi’s brow involuntarily twitched, he cleared his throat, and muttered, "Hurry up and wash up, we are going to Uncle Jing’s soon."
"Okay." Chuxia sprang out of bed briskly, sizing up Group Leader Tongzi again and patted his shoulder sympathetically, "Next time you have something on your mind, don’t keep it to yourself. You’re already older than me; if it keeps up like this, you’ll look even older. If we walk together, it’d be unfortunate if people mistook you for my dad."
"Hurry up and wash up!"
"Yes!" Chuxia quickly jumped into the bathroom, poking her head out to smile at the fuming Group Leader Tongzi, "Actually, you don’t look old now, you just look like my uncle."
"Bang!" The door closed, leaving Zhou Mikang petrified and shedding flakes, after a moment, pretending to be casual, he stood in front of the mirror...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
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