Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 197 - 194: Husband and Wife

Chapter 197: Chapter 194: Husband and Wife

Night.

Bedroom.

A small nightlight quietly casting its glow.

Qin Guanglin, having just experienced sublimation, lay awake for a long time, eyes open, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts complex and marvelous.

From girl to woman, from boy to man, both had stepped into a new phase together.

Most importantly, they had truly become each other’s most intimate person—

Once the forbidden fruit was tasted, there was no turning back.

They helped each other complete a transformation, a unique occurrence in their lives.

Qin Guanglin propped up on one arm and turned to look at He Fang, who had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, her brows slightly furrowed even in her dreams.

He gently traced her eyebrows with his finger, affection warming his face, and then leaned down to give her a light kiss on the forehead.

"Stop it, hubby... I’m so tired..." He Fang pushed weakly and mumbled, turning over to show Qin Guanglin the back of her head.

"..." Qin Guanglin froze, his heartbeat suddenly quickening. He pursed his lips, carefully leaned closer, and asked quietly, "What did you just call me?"

No response.

"What did you call me?" He kissed her cheek again.

"Stop it..."

"..."

Qin Guanglin no longer disturbed He Fang’s rest and pulled the corner of the blanket over her, then wrapped his arms around this precious person through the covers.

The pajamas lay in disarray on the floor, the bath towel draped over the chair stained with hints of rouge, while the two bodies intertwined on the bed awaited dawn in the stillness of the night.

...

When He Fang woke up, it was already past ten in the morning; she opened her eyes to see Qin Guanglin standing by the bed, holding a plate, looking down at her with a silly smile.

"I fried two eggs for you and warmed up some milk. Drink it while it’s hot."

"..."

"What are you spacing out for, come on, I’ll feed you." Qin Guanglin sat on the bed with a forkful of egg, "Open up, ah~"

"Ah my foot, I... ow~" He Fang tried to get out of bed, but the pain from her wound made her gasp, "...Where are my clothes?"

"Eat first, then dress."

Qin Guanglin waved the plate in front of her, "Open up, it took me ages to fry these perfectly, ah~"

"..."

After being cared for by Qin Guanglin and finishing the two fried eggs, and having sucked the milk carton dry with a squeak, He Fang lay back down with no intention to get up or continue looking for her clothes, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket, only her little head poking out, looking at Qin Guanglin.

"I’ve finally pushed you down, are you happy?"

"... It was clearly I who pushed you down." Qin Guanglin tidied up the plate and fork, then sat by the bed and reached under the blanket.

"What are you doing, get off." He Fang shrank back, "Shameless, stay away from me."

"Who pushed who?"

"I pushed you... Ahaha, stop it, you pushed me down, you’ve got me."

"That’s more like it." Qin Guanglin withdrew his hand, bringing his face closer to hers, "Kiss me one."

"Mua."

"Okay, I’ll go wash the clothes; you just lie there and don’t move. I’ll cook lunch later." He turned to pick up the pajamas from the chair and also picked up the towel, lifting it towards He Fang, "What should we do with this?"

"Just toss it."

"It seems to have sentimental value..."

"Are you disgusting?" He Fang frowned with disdain, "What’s there to remember?"

"..."

Qin Guanglin looked at the stains on it, feeling it was a pity to discard, then suggested, "How about... it can be like an Imperial Sword. If I ever turn into a jerk, you can show it to me, and then I..." He shrugged his shoulders, "Although it’s doubtful, keeping it could be useful."

"If you turn into a jerk... would that thing work on a jerk?" He Fang rolled her eyes at him, "Toss it, toss it."

"Um... okay."

Indeed, such a thing was only useful to someone with a conscience; it was useless against a heartless jerk. This paradox made it disgusting to keep; it was better to throw it away.

Qin Guanglin took the clothes out of the bedroom, put the pajamas in the washing machine, and was about to throw the towel in the trash can when he hesitated, ran to the bathroom and soaked it in hot water, watching the red stains slowly spread. He rolled up his sleeves, reached in, and scrubbed.

After changing the water several times and the stains had faded, he fished out the towel, wrung it dry, and tossed it into the trash can.

Throwing it away directly could draw attention, and although it was just a bloodstain, it felt odd; cleaning it up first made him feel much more comfortable.

"What did you call me last night?"

Having sorted everything out, Qin Guanglin wiped his hands and entered the room, sitting on the edge of the bed and asking He Fang, who was playing with her phone.

"What are you calling?" He Fang asked, puzzled.

"What are you calling?"

"What are you calling?"

"Just yell if you want to," Qin Guanglin glanced at her and stood up to pour himself a cup of warm water, gulping it down.

Hmph, women.

Exactly like the time she sneaked into his bed, did the deed but still wouldn’t admit it.

"Nonsense," He Fang rolled her eyes dismissively and, not bothering with him, turned to play with her phone with her back facing him.

"Wife?"

He Fang’s heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to look at Qin Guanglin, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Nonsense?"

"You haven’t even married me yet."

"It’s only a matter of time," Qin Guanglin finished his cup of water, refilled it from the kettle, and offered it to her, "Want some water?"

"I don’t want any," He Fang refused.

"If you don’t want water, then you call."

"What am I supposed to call?"

"What do you think?" Qin Guanglin put down the cup, lay on the bed, and stared at her intently, "I really enjoy hearing it, so hurry up."

"Marry me first, then we’ll talk."

He Fang tightened the covers around herself and turned away, giving him the cold shoulder, "You can call all you want, I won’t—not until we’re married. Calling each other husband and wife now..."

"Hey!"

Qin Guanglin yelled out loud, startling He Fang into turning back sharply, "What are you doing?"

"I’m responding to you," Qin Guanglin said, his face the picture of innocence.

"..."

Annoyed, He Fang glared at him, "Aren’t you embarrassed, we’re just dating, you haven’t even been to my house..."

"We’re going in less than a couple of weeks, aren’t we? Those kids nowadays call each other husband and wife, darling, baby, and whatnot... Bleh—I’m just calling you ’wife’; it’s no big deal."

Qin Guanglin lightly massaged her waist through the blankets, "I will marry you anyway. Tell me, what else are we lacking right now, besides an officially recognized certificate?

Nothing else... Oh, only the banquet, but that’s just formality. Strip away those formalities, and we’re practically husband and wife already, right?"

He Fang didn’t respond, with her back still towards him. He leaned over to check on her and casually planted a kiss on her cheek, continuing his persuasion, "Us being together was destined, a match made by heaven, a couple made in a mold, naturally perfect for each other..."

"Ptui, have some shame," He Fang, now both annoyed and amused, pushed his hand away to the side and shifted to snuggle deeper into the pillow, "I’m going back to sleep, don’t disturb me."

"Say it once, or I’ll annoy you to death." Qin Guanglin lay on the bed, nudging her back with his head, "Say it, say it, let me feel good..."

He Fang clicked her tongue, irritably turning over to face him, and seeing his grinning face, she felt a mix of annoyance and helplessness, "Honey..." She opened her mouth, but before she could finish, she saw Qin Guanglin transfixed, watching her, and the word stalled in her throat.

This was her long-standing goal, achieved three years ahead of schedule. It should have made her happy, but somehow, she couldn’t bring herself to speak.

She should have felt delighted.

"What ’honey’?" Qin Guanglin lay on the bed, their eyes meeting, his brimming with anticipation.

"Husband?"

She suddenly lifted her head, blinking hard as her eyes unexpectedly moistened.

"Husband, can I go back to sleep now?"

"Ah, that’s nice, go ahead and sleep."

He Fang turned her head away from Qin Guanglin’s gaze and lay down slowly, face towards the wall, wiping her face with her hand, "Hold me."

"I need to..."

"Hold me."

"Okay."

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