Jiang Xia noticed her strange expression. Regardless of whether there's any scientific basis for the claim that cola kills sperm, the key point is that the sperm don't even have a chance to find their mother.
However, since his wife wouldn't allow him to drink, he figured he wouldn't. He wouldn't be short of a drink anyway.
He gently wrapped his arms around Lin Yanwan's slender waist, their affectionate manner reminiscent of when they were first married.
This tender moment lasted only a dozen seconds before the hidden little hand stealthily climbed upwards.
Lin Yanwan grabbed his hand, turned around to face him, and sighed softly.
"You want to kiss me as soon as you hug me, and after kissing me you want to touch me. You're testing my limits step by step. Is your next step to figure out how to undress me and trick me into bed? Jiang Xia, can we make this relationship less about lust and more about purity?"
He blushed at her words and wanted to make a point of arguing, which is a subconscious reaction that all men would have. But looking into his wife's clear eyes, all his explanations seemed pale and powerless.
"sorry."
Lin Yanwan gently hugged him, resting her chin on his shoulder: "I like hugging you like this, but only if you don't touch me, otherwise I'll push you away."
"Hmm... okay."
Half an hour later, a simple meal of three dishes and a soup was served. The two sat facing each other, looking just like they were married.
As Jiang Xia ate his rice, he suddenly thought of Xia Luo for no apparent reason.
After his rebirth, he married Qiu Ya and became the godfather of the Chinese music scene. He made great strides to the pinnacle of his life, but he would still think of Ma Dongmei in the quiet of the night.
He and Lin Yanwan thought that after their rebirth, they would never cross paths again, but by some twist of fate, they were reconnected by an invisible red thread.
Lin Yanwan waved her hand in front of his eyes: "Why aren't you eating?"
Jiang Xia placed a piece of Le Ke chicken wing into her bowl and said softly, "I seem to be luckier than Xia Luo."
She shook her head: "You are not Charlotte, and I am not Ma Dongmei."
"really."
Jiang Xia strongly agreed with this.
His first love in his past life was Lin Yanwan, and his first love in this life is still Lin Yanwan.
vice versa.
After dinner, Jiang Xia washed the dishes as usual. Soft piano music drifted from the living room, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. It had been so long since he had heard her play "Wedding in a Dream."
Thinking back, how many times during leisurely moments, how many times in moments of melancholy, only when I heard her play this gentle melody could even the most restless heart be instantly calmed down.
He wiped his hands on his apron, leaned against the door frame, and watched her sit in front of the piano, her posture as graceful as a painting.
The gentle melody kept playing in his ears, and the wedding he had once attended seemed to float before his eyes. Jiang Xia was so engrossed in watching it that he became lost in thought.
It wasn't until the piano music slowly ended that he belatedly came to his senses, and his eyes inexplicably became a little moist.
“Playing the song we sang at our wedding, that’s against the rules,” Jiang Xia sighed.
Lin Yanwan smiled gently and said, "Music is often the most touching thing, isn't it?"
"If we hadn't made up that night, I would be in tears right now."
Her expression softened: "This is the first time I've played this since I was reborn. I thought I would never touch it again in my life."
Lin Yanwan quickly pressed a series of notes on the piano keys, breaking the atmosphere, and then said, "Alright, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll practice the Hungarian Rhapsody you wanted and get a feel for it."
Jiang Xia nodded, went into her boudoir, turned on her computer, and used Photoshop to colorize the original artwork of Tom and Jerry.
Piano music drifted continuously from the living room, sometimes stirring, sometimes gentle, as if they had returned to the way the two of them used to be together.
Perhaps stimulated by the nostalgia buff, Jiang Xia became more focused than ever before, and as time slowly passed, the scenes in his memory gradually became richer.
Lin Yanwan appeared behind Jiang Xia at some point, and looking at Tom and Jerry on the screen, she really felt like she was seeing the original work.
She was very curious as to how he managed to replicate it so closely without any existing works.
"I'm already looking forward to seeing how the first episode will turn out," she suddenly said, startling Jiang Xia.
"The visual effects are just passable, and certainly not as smooth as the original, but for children's animation, this level is sufficient."
Jiang Xia was well aware of the shortcomings of independently producing Tom and Jerry, but as long as the work itself was excellent enough, it could capture children's attention.
Just like the wildly popular Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf series in China back then, the initial quality could only be described as shoddy, but it couldn't stop children from liking it.
"Are you leaving?" He glanced at the time; it was exactly 2:30 PM.
"Yes, Xiaoman will be out of school soon."
"Then let's go."
He stretched and saved all the colored line art to the card reader, planning to continue working on it when he got home. At the current pace, he could finish coloring all the original artwork by the end of the weekend.
Five minutes later, the two walked out of the residential area hand in hand, strolling down the street like a couple deeply in love.
"By the way, which elementary school did Xiaoman attend again?"
"Nanshan Primary School".
Jiang Xia was stunned. If she remembered correctly, her mother was a teacher at Nanshan Elementary School, teaching first grade.
"What's wrong?"
"Have you forgotten? My mom is Xiaoman's homeroom teacher," he said earnestly.
Lin Yanwan gasped. She hadn't paid much attention to her younger sister's studies since she went to university, but after she married Jiang Xia, Lin Xiaoman had always called Xia Shanshan "Teacher Xia".
So, when she went to pick up Lin Xiaoman from school, it was actually the first time the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law met?
Oh no, she almost got herself into a mess. She wasn't even ready to meet her future mother-in-law.
Why didn't you say so sooner?!
"I just remembered too," Jiang Xia said helplessly.
"Do you think I...should I buy some gifts to mark our meeting?" She suddenly became nervous, even more so than when she first saw Jiang Wende.
After all, the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in their previous life was very good; she was raised like a daughter.
"Are you still planning to call me 'Mom' directly?" Jiang Xia said speechlessly, "My dear baby, you're going to pick up your sister from school, not to visit your mother-in-law."
“I know, but I’m afraid that like last time, I’ll be thinking of Auntie but I’ll just blurt out ‘Mom’.”
Lin Yanwan took a deep breath, looked into his eyes, and continued, "I miss her so much, you know? I'm afraid that if I see Mom, I won't be able to hold back my emotions."
Jiang Xia remained silent. In her previous life, her mother had died unexpectedly, and she had cried even more bitterly than she had.
"How about we hide quietly to the side and then show up to pick her up when we see Xiaoman walk out of the school gate? As long as we don't meet, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
"That's the only way."
Lin Yanwan nodded nervously.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
