Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 117: Losing the beans you helped me win is the real fun.

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Losing the beans you helped me win is the real fun.

Generally speaking, once a relationship progresses to meeting the parents, and both parties have met each other’s parents without any conflicts, it often becomes stable.

Both sides sit down for a meal, talk about work, family, interests and hobbies, see eye to eye, and voilà, it’s settled... just like Teacher He coming to his house.

Qin Guanglin still had some confidence: when the time came, he would have Teacher He help him dress up. With his looks, a decent job, a reasonable income, and a deep relationship between them, all he had to do was perform well during a two-day spree of doting on Teacher He at his future father-in-law’s—sorted.

Having run through the plan in his mind, he grinned and chuckled to himself.

Seeing He Fang leaning back in the chair with her head tilted up, lost in thought, Qin Guanglin couldn’t resist leaning in to peck her lips twice. He Fang closed her eyes, cupping his face and responding.

"I will marry you."

A while later, Qin Guanglin straightened up and looked down at He Fang, reaching out to smooth her long hair down to the tips, "And then we will have our own home."

"Really?" He Fang bit her lip, struggling to resist the urge to tackle him, and remained leaning against the chair without moving, "Then kiss me once more."

Nighttime.

Inside the room.

Under the soft glow of the light.

At the desk, one person was sitting, and the other standing.

One looking up, one bending down.

Qin Guanglin stroked her hair with his hand, his expression filled with contentment and a bit of greed, "I really want to keep going like this with you."

"Keep going without getting married, just dating?" He Fang asked with a soft gaze and a smile.

"You know what I mean." Qin Guanglin flicked her lips with his finger, leaning over to pick up a package from the desk, "Okay, let’s see if this thing works, my aunt personally sent it over."

"Then I should thank your aunt."

"We can thank her when she comes to Luo City another day." He looked around, "You don’t have a bucket here?"

"No."

"I’ll go buy one, I’ll be back quickly."

With a shout, Qin Guanglin turned to leave the room but suddenly stopped, giving her a long look, "I feel like you’re a bit different today?"

"Different in what way?" He Fang turned her head away from his gaze, "Hurry up and go."

"Oh, I’m off then."

Once she heard the sound of the door closing outside, He Fang picked up her bag from the desk, took out a small mirror, and checked herself in it.

Inside, the girl’s cheeks carried a thin blush,

Qin Guanglin returned with a bucket, went straight to the bathroom to wash it, threw a handful of mugwort in, filled it with hot water from the shower, and brought it to the bedroom where He Fang was standing at the window looking outside.

"Come, try the water temperature." He tried it with his hand and it seemed okay, but the sensitivity of feet and hands is different, so he also prepared a kettle of cold water to have on hand.

"Put it down, I’ll do it myself."

He Fang sat on the bed, took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white socks.

Then, with a flick of her fingers, her round, fair little feet appeared in front of Qin Guanglin.

There’s something strange about people: the more you tell them not to touch something, the more they want to touch it just once, and if you let them touch, they might not want to anymore.

Qin Guanglin pursed his lips, eager to crouch down and help out, "The water might be a bit hot, try it slowly first."

Hey, she was just so cute, he wished he could give her soft self a couple of squeezes.

"Get out of the way, I can do it myself." He Fang waggled her feet at him, shooing him away, "Move."

"Okay, you do it yourself." Qin Guanglin stepped back, lifting the kettle, "If it’s too hot, I’ll add some water for you."

"Ss... it is a bit hot." She dipped her toes in and quickly lifted them back out, "Add more."

He poured half a kettle in, then tested it with his hand, "That’s good, it needs to be a bit hot to be effective, ease your feet in slowly to adjust."

Since he didn’t turn the shower all the way to hot to begin with and now added half a kettle of cold water, the temperature was definitely okay, yet he still worried it might be too cool.

"No, it’s still too hot," He Fang shook her head.

"You might as well put your feet in, lift them out, and then put them back in. That should do it," Qin Guanglin didn’t want to add more water, insisting that the hot water was effective.

"Why don’t you sit down? Why are you squatting there?"

He Fang gradually adjusted to the temperature of the water bit by bit, "Do you want to wash my feet for me too?"

"Sure, sure." Qin Guanglin eagerly moved closer, grabbed her ankle and splashed some hot water over it, "I love washing my girlfriend’s feet."

It wasn’t a big deal. Not just washing feet, he’d be willing to help bathe her too... He Fang certainly wouldn’t agree to that, though.

"Hmm..." He Fang hummed softly, getting irritated, "Get out of the way."

"See how good I am to you." Qin Guanglin scooped up water with his hands and splashed it onto her feet, "Is it much better now? Try and see if you can put them down."

The warmth of his hands felt almost like her own, perhaps even more delicate.

This girlfriend was truly lovable in every way.

"Alright, I’m putting them down now, you move aside."

He Fang immersed her feet in the bucket, taking a deep breath. She quickly got used to the temperature and then felt comfortable, "Let me soak in peace for a while."

"Go ahead and soak," Qin Guanglin stood up and wiped his hands with a towel, "Remember to do this every day without skipping, or else it won’t be effective."

"I got it." He Fang leaned back, lying down on the bed, "Pass me my phone."

"Here."

"Win me some more beans; I’ve run out." She opened the ’Fight the Landlord’ game, checked it, and then closed it again.

The daily free beans had already been lost by noon.

"For something that can be solved by just charging some money, why bother?" After achieving his goal of meeting the future father-in-law, Qin Guanglin had grown lazy, preferring to top up her account rather than win her beans.

"It’s not the same, playing this is fun; charging money takes the fun away." He Fang shook her head.

"Isn’t your idea of fun losing beans?"

"Of course not, it’s losing the beans you win for me."

"..."

Qin Guanglin felt helpless, "Fine, I’ll help you win some when I have time."

"Hehe, you’re the best to me, give me a hug."

"We’ll hug after you finish soaking." He sat at the desk and started reading a novel, "Have you already read all these books?"

"More than once." He Fang glanced at the novel in Qin Guanglin’s hands, "I’ve read that one over a dozen times."

"Over a dozen times?"

Qin Guanglin flipped through it with some surprise, "Doesn’t it get boring after so many times? It should be less interesting after the second time, right?"

"Each time feels different; I’ll lend it to you."

"What’s different about it?"

"You’ll see when you read it."

He Fang lay on the bed soaking her feet while Qin Guanglin sat at the desk reading the novel. Before they knew it, more than ten minutes had passed. She checked the water temperature and sat up, "Hand me a towel."

"I’ll do it." Qin Guanglin put the novel down, grabbed a towel, squatted down, and wrapped up her feet in the towel, rubbing them, "Full service."

"Stop..." He Fang recoiled twice but didn’t pull her feet back, and her toes involuntarily tensed up.

Just having soaked her feet in hot water, they were much more sensitive than usual, and even just grabbing her ankle made her freeze.

After drying her feet, Qin Guanglin gently patted them, finding them even more appealing, "They’re even whiter and softer after washing."

"Mm..." He Fang bit her lower lip and lightly frowned, "You like this..."

He looked up, puzzled, "Hmm? What’s wrong?"

"It might lead to trouble."