Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander -
Chapter 467 - 323: Guilty Conscience
Chapter 467: Chapter 323: Guilty Conscience
In the prime of a spring night, a moment is worth a thousand gold. Having realized everything, Zhou Mikang certainly didn’t delay any further. He got up, carried Chuxia with large strides toward the bed, and gently placed her down. He pecked her forehead lightly and pressed a deep kiss onto her lips, "Wait for me five minutes." After saying that, he quickly dashed into the bathroom...
Listening to the sound of running water inside, Chuxia was speechless. This man’s self-control truly was an eye-opener for her. Although she had never experienced such matters and her understanding of men was limited, she knew from indirect knowledge that most men definitely couldn’t do this.
It’s said that men are creatures that think with their lower half, could he be considered an exception? A faint smile unconsciously formed on the corners of Chuxia’s lips. No woman wishes to marry a philandering playboy, and at the same time, no woman wants her husband’s infatuation to be solely due to her body—women’s youth only lasts so many years, what about when it fades?
At this time, to show this kind of proper respect as he did, was just like he himself said, he was looking for an equal soulmate he could talk to and who could talk to him.
She felt honored to be acknowledged by him!
Stealing a glance at her body wrapped in a sleeping robe, she couldn’t help but blush with shyness.
It must be said that fate had been quite kind to her. Although she arrived in this era of poverty and ambiguous gender roles, first, she was given loving parents, and then, a husband who genuinely cherished her, as well as pride-worthy looks and an exquisite figure—which many women long for but never attain. All of this had been realized in her!
When a person receives so much, there must be a loss to balance it out, so being switched from that era to this one wasn’t something unacceptable. Otherwise, with such good fortune, she’d still be living in fear.
As the sound of the water ceased, she unconsciously turned her gaze toward the bathroom door.
The door slid open, and the robust man with a towel tied around his waist, wiping his damp hair, walked out. The perfect V of his merman line was so sensually appealing that it was almost unbearable to look directly at...
"Great physique." Chuxia didn’t hide her admiration one bit and beckoned to the man, "Come here, let me test if your muscles are as real as they claim to be."
"..." Zhou Mikang was at a loss for words. It seems after revealing her true identity, she wasn’t holding back at all. But he liked this genuine side of her! Dropping the wet towel from his hand, he climbed onto the bed with a smile, his eyes sparkling with the excitement of a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit, "Come, let me give you a free trial, but you must bear the consequences!"
Embarrassed on the inside, Chuxia would never admit she was cowering. She hesitantly reached out her small hand, touched his sturdy chest muscle, and nodded, "Hmm, not bad, much better than a bodybuilding coach."
His face darkened in an instant, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, "You’ve touched a bodybuilding coach’s chest muscles?"
"I’ve seen them, but never touched them." She obliviously nodded, her face showing a hint of regret.
"So you’re saying you’ve really wanted to give them a try?"
"I’ve thought about it occasionally." Chuxia continued to move her hand down over his merman line, caressing it back and forth, "Getting these eight-pack abs really isn’t easy, I’ve seen at most six-packs."
"Really?"
"Yeah." She nodded her head, still lost in the memories, "Let me tell you, a man with eight-pack abs, the lethality to women, it’s simply indescribable."
"Including you?"
She continued, off track, "I am a woman too... mm..."
Different from his previous gentleness, he pinned her down with a bit of frenzy, sucking on her lips forcefully, while his hand climbed to her chest, kneading it forcefully... "Ouch..." She furrowed her brows, resisting by wriggling her body slightly.
"From now on, you cannot look at other men’s bodies, understood?" He suppressed the raging desire to erupt and warned her hoarsely.
What a domineering man! A smart woman won’t suffer in front of her own face, so she softened her voice, "With you here, why would I look at someone else’s body? You’re thinking too much."
"That’s more like it..." His robust body purposely flaunted in front of her eyes, "I’ll let you have a good look today..." As he spoke, he yanked off the towel around his waist...
Unlike other girls’ bashfulness, Chuxia blinked in shock and looked up at him weakly, "You should be gentle and cherish me, otherwise, I refuse to be your wife."
Could there be a greater compliment to make a man prouder?
Her skin was snow-white and silky smooth, flawless and soft to the touch. Leaning down, he worshiped her with his kisses, stamping them from her forehead down to her toes...
Lying there in full nakedness before him, she felt so ashamed she could hardly bear it. However, given her resolve that had taken so long to build, and considering his concerns, she forced herself to lie still, allowing him to touch and kiss every inch of her skin.
"Chuxia, relax a little, I will be gentle with you," he said, his large hand soothingly stroking her back, over and over... Gradually, her tense emotions began to wane, and spotting the veins throbbing in his body due to his self-restraint warmed her heart. She wrapped her arms around his neck and responded to his passionate kisses...
Little by little, she began to feel an unfamiliar stir within her, a sensation she had never experienced before that made her itch from within, longing to be closer to him, even closer...
It was only when her cheeks flushed with arousal that he pressed his body upon hers, thrusting with his waist...
"Ah... Ouch..."
All feeling of passion washed away in that instant, leaving her with only the sensation of pain. It was a step all women must go through, she clenched her teeth and bore it, refusing to let tears spill from her eyes...
"Chuxia... Chuxia..." he stopped, frightened, softly calling her name, "Chuxia, try to relax; once this is over, it’ll be alright. Relax..."
Perhaps it was the power of suggestion, or for reasons she didn’t understand, but the pain gradually faded. That familiar sensation returned, and she couldn’t help but smile shyly at him, blooming like a delicate peony...
He stared in amazement... This beautiful creature was his wife! As her face grew redder, he snapped out of his daze and chuckled, "Silly girl, your husband is here."
"Stop it!" She bit down on his sturdy arm, her body instinctively responding to his movements. As he felt her cooperation, it encouraged him greatly, yet he dared not move too recklessly, monitoring her expressions carefully as he adjusted his movements...
Her show of empathy moved her deeply, and she hugged him tight, whispering in his ear, "I can do this."
"I can do this... I can do this..." That was all he could think about until she clasped tightly onto his body. She was the first woman in the world to share such intimacy with him!
"You have to take responsibility for me," she said, falling into a deep, exhausted sleep. He smiled, got up from the bed, prepared a warm towel, and carefully cleansed her body.
The smoothness and softness of her skin under his hands quickly stirred his body again. He rinsed her off with a bitter smile, then hurriedly took a cold shower himself.
This time, his shower took unusually long, a full fifteen minutes before he came out.
He lay down beside her and drew her into his arms, drifting to sleep amidst the faint scent of her perfume and the steady rhythm of her breathing. This was the most sound sleep he had had in years.
...
"Chuxia, be good, let’s go downstairs to eat, okay?" With their relationship having progressed, Zhou Mikang now addressed Chuxia by her nickname, "Chuxia," just like Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe did.
"You go ahead. Just say I’m not feeling well and want to sleep a bit more," Chuxia pushed him away. "I really don’t feel good, please understand, okay?"
"You need to eat even more if you’re not feeling well..." Zhou Mikang forcefully lifted her from the chair, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do. What’s the use of hiding? You’ll have to face it sooner or later. It’s better to go down now with dignity."
"Put me down." Chuxia struggled fiercely, "Give me a little time to mentally prepare myself, and I promise I’ll come down. If you carry me down like this, I guarantee you’ll regret it!"
Helplessly, Zhou Mikang had to let her go. After all, his mother and grandmother had keen eyes. If his mother hadn’t insisted on discussing this matter, things wouldn’t have come to this.
Sitting on the sofa and chatting casually with Old Madam Zhou, Lin Yanqiu sneezed heavily and then rubbed her nose, "Who’s talking about me?" Just then, Zhou Xiangping walked in, smiling as she joined the conversation, "It was me, I was talking about mom."
"Why did you come so early? Have you had breakfast? Where’s Liao Hui?" Considering her daughter’s dissatisfaction with the Liao family over previous matters, Lin Yanqiu kept a close eye on her, anxious that her impulsive behavior could ruin a good marriage prospect.
Although Liao Hui’s mother was somewhat unreliable and had made choices that Lin Yanqiu found distasteful, Liao Hui genuinely cared for her daughter. Precious treasures are easy to find, but true love is hard to come by, so she couldn’t let her daughter throw away a loving man over a misunderstanding. Who knew if Jiang Xue had truly given up?
As for Old Master Liao, it wasn’t that he didn’t care about his daughter-in-law’s family—it was just his nature to be overly cautious. But considering the persecution he had endured, it was understandable. Moreover, during that time, although he locked Zhou Xiangping away, he was busy advocating for the Zhou family elsewhere. Whether he had a fundamental impact or not, he had at least shown his intentions.
And Old Lady Liao had always doted on her daughter, but she couldn’t make decisions for Old Master Liao, and Liao Hui’s father, being too good-natured, couldn’t either. So, after taking everything into account, Lin Yanqiu had already let go of her anger with the Liao family and naturally didn’t want her daughter to cling to their faults and ultimately ruin her happiness.
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