Chapter 38: Carpe Diem

Chunzhi was confused and didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Huo Zheng didn't ask a second time.

Chunzhi was drunk and had a lustful thought. She thought the man in front of her was good-looking in every way. She raised her hand and pinched Huo Qi's earlobe, smiling and said, "Huo Qi, your earlobe is so soft."

Huo Zheng took Chunzhi's hand away and said, "You are drunk. Go back to your room and sleep."

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Chunzhi was about to sit up and continue pouring wine, but she didn't sit firmly and fell backwards.

Huo Zheng quickly reached out to hold her waist and helped her up.

Chunzhi didn't fall, and she reached out with a smile, holding Huo Qi's neck, "I told you I'm not drunk, I still recognize you, Huo Qi!"

Huo Zheng was so angry that he laughed. He stood up, picked up the person and carried him into the house.

The bright moonlight shines through the window.

Chunzhi's room still looked like a bridal chamber. Huo Zheng put her into the red silk tent and turned to leave, but Chunzhi grabbed his hand.

Chunzhi said in a low voice, "Don't go..."

She knew that Huo Qi was about to leave and she might never see him again.

Chunzhi is a lonely person in this world, and from now on she will make a living by running this tofu workshop.

She thought a lot on the way back and wanted to have a child.

She can live without a husband, but she must have a child.

Only her children are the people in this world who are connected to her by blood.

I will never abandon her.

Chunzhi thought that since she had already had a fake marriage with Huo Qi and would never marry anyone else in this life, there was nothing wrong with having a child with Huo Qi.

Huo Qisheng is so handsome, his children must be very good-looking too.

Chunzhi thought so and held Huo Qi's hand tighter. She called out again, "Huo Qi..."

Huo Zheng turned around and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

Chunzhi didn't say anything. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pulled Huo Zheng onto the bed, tilted her head back and kissed him on the lips.

Huo Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Haruji, however, penetrated his lips and tongue as if she had tasted candy, deepening the kiss.

Her movements were jerky and clumsy.

The taste of wine still lingers between the lips and teeth.

Huo Zheng was kissed by her for a long time before he came back to his senses. He pressed her down on the bed and asked her in a low voice, "Do you know who I am?"

Chunzhi looked at him with a dazed look in her eyes. Her pretty face was flushed, making her look more charming than usual. "You are Huo Qi, Huo Qi..."

"Let's drink and enjoy life while we can..." She said with a smile, and wrapped her arms around Huo Qi. Before she could move, Huo Zheng leaned over and kissed her.

The man's kiss was predatory and fierce.

Haruji was almost suffocated by his kiss.

Their clothes were in disarray. It was unknown who untied whose belt first. Clothes fell to the ground one by one, their skin touching each other. The red gauze curtain was blown down, and the moonlight was scattered all over the ground.

…

The next day, when Chunzhi woke up, it was already bright.

She had a sore back and was naked, covered only with a thin blanket to hide the bruises.

Last night, she and Huo Qi...

Chunzhi couldn't help blushing and her heart beating fast when she thought of those lingering scenes. She gently touched her belly, wanting a child, but she didn't know if she could get it.

Fortunately, Huo Qi was not in the room, otherwise Chunzhi would not know how to face him.

Last night, under the influence of alcohol, she pushed Huo Qi to the ground. She told him that she couldn't tell the man about wanting a child. He could go his own way in the future. She only wanted the child, not the man.

Thinking this, Chunzhi quickly put on her clothes and stood up. She walked out of the house and found that Huo Qi was not there. She didn't know where he had gone.

The porridge was cooked on the stove and was still hot.

Chunzhi washed up in the yard, washed the soiled mattress, and hung it in the yard to dry.

Soon, a regular customer came to buy tofu. Chunzhi said embarrassedly that he was closed for the next two days because of something...

The regular customer was a woman in her thirties. Seeing the bedding drying in the yard, she was puzzled. She laughed and teased Chunzhi, "Newlyweds are so affectionate and loving that they even wash their bedding every day."

Chunzhi blushed instantly and sent the old customer to the door. She just happened to see Huo Qi coming back with an oil-paper bag in one hand and a crutch in the other.

Chunzhi waited for him to come in before asking, "Where have you been so early in the morning?"

Huo Zheng didn't say anything, but just handed her the oil-paper bag in his hand.

"Li's steamed buns?" Chunzhi recognized them immediately and asked in surprise, "You went to West Street to buy steamed buns so early in the morning?"

Huo Zheng asked, "Don't you like Li Ji's buns?"

The last time he went to West Street, he wanted to buy it, but he happened to encounter soldiers driving away the street vendors, so he didn't buy it.

Chunzhi was very tired last night, and Huo Zheng didn't know how to cook, so he thought of going out to buy some breakfast.

We just had sex, and I can’t let her wake up hungry.

Chunzhi said, "I like Li Ji's buns, but aren't stalls on West Street closed right now? How did you get them?"

Huo Zheng said: "If you really want to buy it, you can buy it naturally."

Just like Chunzhi’s old customers ran to Taohua Lane to buy the tofu she made, the Li family’s buns could not be sold outside the stall, so they made them in their own alley.

Just stay away.

Huo Zheng went out to do some official business, then took a detour to West Street to inquire about the Li family who made buns, and went to their house to buy the dumplings.

Chunzhi held the oil-paper bag in her hand and couldn't help but say, "Your legs haven't fully recovered yet, how can you walk such a long distance? I don't really need to eat this..."

Huo Zheng looked at her steadily, "When you hugged me last night, why didn't you tell me that my leg wasn't healed yet?"

Upon hearing this, Chunzhi's cheeks instantly turned red, "You..."

She dragged Huo Zheng to bed last night while drunk. That was last night.

Today, in broad daylight, Huo Qi suddenly brought up this matter, and Chunzhi blushed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Huo Zheng didn't say anything more.

Chunzhi opened the oil-paper package and placed it on the Eight Immortals table. She then poured two more bowls of porridge, took out two salted duck eggs, and whispered, "Huo Qi, have breakfast."

Huo Zheng hummed and sat next to her.

In the past, the two of them always sat opposite each other when eating, but only last night when they were drinking did Chunzhi sit next to Huo Qi and lean on him.

After a night of love.

Huo Qi sat beside her very naturally.

Chunzhi blushed and lowered her head to drink porridge.

Huo Zheng remained silent.

The yard was quiet.

He looked up at Chunzhi, and her awkward yet proactive appearance last night appeared in his mind, and a flame rose in his body.

His eyes were burning, and Chunzhi's face was getting redder and redder. She couldn't help asking him, "Why are you looking at me?"

Huo Zheng said slowly, "Didn't you look at me like that last night?"

Chunzhi couldn't help but say, "Could you please... stop talking about what happened last night?"

When Huo Qi mentioned last night again, her face almost burned.

Huo Zheng asked, "What do you mean don't mention what happened last night? Aren't you prepared to take responsibility for me?"

Chunzhi asked nervously, "What responsibility?"