Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 179 Daughter-in-law, could you warm my hands, please?

Chapter 179: 179 Daughter-in-law, could you warm my hands, please?

The sunlight danced on her white sweater and on her soft hair strands, making her look extremely tender.

Gu Chen walked over and picked up the things that Ji Pianran had packed.

He said to her tenderly, "Wife, let’s go, let’s go home!"

Ji Pianran nodded, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Mhm, going home!"

Finally, they could go home. This would spare Gu Chen from the trouble of running back and forth.

How wonderful.

After briefly saying goodbye to everyone in the ward, the two of them went downstairs, got into the van, and headed in the direction of their home.

Walking behind Gu Chen all the way, Ji Pianran clasped her somewhat damp palms that were sweaty from the fever.

She looked up at the sky; the sunlight at past nine was bright but not blinding, and the air still carried the freshness of the morning.

The temperature didn’t seem very high.

But she felt very hot.

Even the tip of her nose began to sweat. She gently fanned herself with her hand, trying to cool down a bit.

Gu Chen placed the items in the back of the van.

Only then did he help Ji Pianran open the car door. After seeing his wife get in, he followed, turned the car around, and set off towards home.

Ji Pianran watched the trees continuously flash past the window and, for no particular reason, remembered Director Jin’s words—that Gu Chen had spent a lot of money.

She blinked and turned her gaze to his face, hesitating to speak.

"That ginseng, it must have cost you a lot of money..."

Although Gu Chen always stopped her from talking about wasting money, that was a hundred-year-old ginseng, and it truly pained her heart.

She was just suffering from an illness.

Gu Chen was running to the hospital from dawn till dusk, busying himself with all kinds of procedures for her.

Worried that she wasn’t eating well, he cooked various dishes for her to eat.

And that wasn’t all; now, he was also making ginseng soup for her.

It was really too extravagant.

Thinking about how she had been hospitalized and the amount of unwarranted money spent, Ji Pianran couldn’t help but feel distressed.

Gu Chen naturally knew what his wife was thinking.

He looked at her affectionately, then reached out to caress her head. His movements were gentle, like he was petting some small animal.

His palm was warm and slightly rough as always.

Ji Pianran’s eyelids twitched, and she looked at him nervously.

"You should focus on driving!"

This was a four-wheeled car!

Not a two-wheeled bicycle.

Gu Chen was being too careless.

What if something happened?

Already feeling hot, she was startled by Gu Chen, causing her delicate and fair face to turn slightly red, and her eyes, watery, looked extremely beautiful.

A tremor ran through Gu Chen’s heart, and he couldn’t help but want to tease her.

He considered himself an experienced driver—in his past life, he had driven large trucks, not to mention a van like this.

Now, in the 2000s, with not many cars on the road, driving was very safe for Gu Chen.

He placed his hand in front of Ji Pianran and pursed his lips, looking utterly innocent.

"Wife, my hands are cold—warm them up for me."

Ji Pianran: "!!!!!!"

On such a hot day, his hands are cold?????

Surprised, her beautiful eyes widened, and her delicate face was full of disbelief.

Ji Pianran subconsciously looked out the window.

"Cold?"

Gu Chen nodded earnestly, "Yeah, my hands are cold. I won’t be able to drive if you don’t warm them up."

He was truly cold; today, he had only worn a T-shirt inside, with a thin black jacket over it.

It’s rather embarrassing to admit, but I was hard at work yesterday and all my clothes are drenched in sweat. Without a washing machine at home, I still had to take care of Tangtang.

I was planning on washing the clothes after Tangtang fell asleep, but who would have thought, in the process of putting the child to sleep, I ended up falling asleep too.

So, it’s just...

Hmm, I’m not lazy, I just didn’t have time. How could I be lazy? That’s impossible.

Ji Pianran looked at him with his serious expression and skeptically glanced at him. Even though Gu Chen was wearing a T-shirt with a jacket on top, it didn’t seem particularly warm, but surely it couldn’t be that cold.

Seeing her still not moving, Gu Chen frowned and looked at Ji Pianran helplessly, "Wife, shall we turn on the heat? It’s really cold, though I’m just afraid you’ll be too hot."

Her face was red, and there was a layer of foggy moisture on her forehead, clearly overheated.

But Gu Chen was genuinely cold.

The weather was only in the teens at noon, and now it was just after nine in the morning, how warm could it be?

Ji Pianran, wearing a sweater and having drunk a fair bit of ginseng soup, was indeed hot.

Yet, I haven’t had a single sip.

I gave some to Tangtang, and the rest I left for Ji Pianran.

Lacking the hundred-year-old ginseng, of course, I felt cold.

Although he wanted to cuddle up as an excuse to warm his hands, his hands were genuinely cold!

He might have a system, but the system didn’t give him a robust physique or year-round springlike body...

Ah, anyway, it’s just cold, so cold!

Looking at Gu Chen’s earnest and aggrieved expression, Ji Pianran’s heart instantly softened.

She immediately extended her two delicate, white, and slender hands to wrap around Gu Chen’s.

Gu Chen’s palms weren’t exactly cold, but they were a bit cool.

Feeling the temperature of his palms, Ji Pianran blinked, her naturally expressive eyes looking even more perplexed.

He was actually cold, but why was she so hot?

What’s going on here?

Confused, she murmured to herself, "Why is that?"

Seeing Ji Pianran talking to herself with her head down, Gu Chen couldn’t help but want to laugh.

His wife is truly adorable!

"Do you feel very hot?" Gu Chen held back his amusement.

Ji Pianran nodded earnestly, her eyes shining, "Yes, I feel really hot today. But then again, it’s only March weather, it shouldn’t be this hot."

She genuinely didn’t understand.

Watching his wife’s silly expression, Gu Chen could no longer hold back and chuckled, "That’s because you drank the ginseng and black chicken soup."

The ginseng from my Spirit Field has double the medicinal effect.

It might have been a bit too much of a good thing, which is why Ji Pianran is unbearably hot.

But it’s not a big problem.

Hearing this, Ji Pianran didn’t speak, but her grip on Gu Chen’s hand tightened even more.

She blinked her long lashes, which trembled slightly, and her expression grew more solemn.

Gu Chen hadn’t even spared a sip for himself and had brought it all to her.

He really does treat her well.

It was all her fault; the black chicken soup was indeed delicious. She assumed Gu Chen had had his share at home and, without a second thought, she finished it all. If she had known, she would’ve saved some for Gu Chen.

Such a grown-up, and still so greedy.

Gu Chen is so good to her, yet she didn’t think to save a little for him.

The more she thought about it, the guiltier she felt.

Compared to Ji Pianran, Gu Chen was in an excellent mood at the moment.

His wife’s hands were really soft and tender; to use a poetic word to describe them, "her skin was as soft as cream," with a touch as silky as mutton-fat jade, hard to let go of.

Gu Chen held Ji Pianran’s hand, gently caressing it with his thumb.

Right then, Ji Pianran’s mind was completely occupied by guilt, totally oblivious to the changing dynamics of their hand-holding.

From the simple beginning of warming hands, it had evolved into an intertwined embrace.

The funniest part was that her other hand had cooperatively stacked on top of Gu Chen’s, still enveloping it.

The gesture resembled holding a treasure, somewhat like a prayer.