Chapter 7 Entering the Inner Chambers! A Husband's Tool Repair...
In the small kitchen, woman A was half-squatting beside the stove, patiently repairing the clogged pipes. Her light-colored clothes were stained with grease and soot, and even her cheeks were inevitably stained with gray and black.
To be honest, this was her first time trying to repair such a machine, and she'd never seen anything so outdated or old-fashioned before. And this delicious food was actually made using this old-fashioned stove? How amazing…
Fortunately, Pei Qing has pretty good hands-on skills. She has enjoyed disassembling and reassembling complex and delicate items since she was a child, and she is very familiar with the internal structure of some machines. She can do most of them pretty well.
"Ha, mission accomplished!"
Pei Qing straightened up, her hands were covered in black soot, and her forehead was covered in sweat. She pulled open her collar and fanned herself to cool off, her back was also soaked, sticky and uncomfortable against her skin.
Shen Rong'an thoughtfully handed over a towel, smiling gently, "Thank you so much. If you hadn't agreed today, I really wouldn't know who to ask for help."
"It's nothing, you're too kind. It was just a small favor." Pei Qing simply wiped the sweat from her head and hands, turning the originally snow-white towel black.
"Ugh, how disgusting," Pei Qing felt a little disgusted with herself. Just as she was about to say goodbye, she suddenly felt a cool, smooth touch on her face, and the sweet fragrance of peaches wafted over her.
Shen Rong'an reached out and stroked her face twice.
Looking at the serene, beautiful, and unguarded face of the person in front of her, Pei Qian felt the veins in her neck throb and swallowed imperceptibly.
Ugh, this awful sensitive period. Luckily, she can suppress it.
"No, I'm sorry, I just noticed you had some dirt on your face that you hadn't wiped off properly, and I didn't think much of it..." Noticing Ms. A's unusual silence and subtly aggressive gaze, Shen Rong'an realized what a stupid thing he had just done, and his face immediately turned bright red.
"Hmm!"
I don't know when it started, but Shen Rong'an's fair skin became even redder, and the sweet fragrance emanating from his body became more and more intense, like a plump and juicy pink and white peach, overripe.
With just a gentle pinch, the rich, viscous honey will pour out.
Pei Qing wanted to go back quickly, but Shen Rong'an insisted that she stay and have something to eat. The temptation of the food was too strong to resist, so she reluctantly stayed.
Besides, she was also looking forward to seeing what would be served this time.
A different kind of sweet aroma, unique to pastries, gradually filled the room, domineeringly invading her nostrils. Pei Qing's nostrils twitched; the sweet and sour scent of oranges, the sweet aroma of cream, and the refreshing sweetness of peach flesh…
This time it's a real peach, nothing else.
She was restless; the aroma was so enticing, she wanted to eat it. Once the thought entered her mind, it wouldn't go away quickly. Pei Qing decided to go to the kitchen; she could always offer to help.
She hurried to the kitchen doorway, but just as she was about to enter, she heard a sound of water and a muffled hum that had been present since she entered. Undoubtedly, this was coming from some small appliance.
Pei Qian cleverly pretended to push up her non-existent glasses. So, is something else broken? Maybe Shen Rong'an forgot to fix it. No, she had to remind him. What if it was some kind of delicate device?
The narrow frosted glass door was half-open, and Pei Qing could only barely see the top of the man's chestnut hair inside. He was half-squatting, his body trembling constantly, and it was unclear what he was busy with.
Afraid of startling the rabbit if she went in abruptly, she knocked on the door gently twice. Unexpectedly, Shen Rong'an's reaction was unusually intense. His supple waist bent and sprang up like a shrimp, and he was panting heavily.
Pei Qing was startled. What? Did he suffer some kind of sudden illness?! Is his life in danger?!
Forget about the usual precautions, she quickly pushed open the door and pulled the man who had collapsed to the ground into her arms, patting his back to help him catch his breath. "Shen Rong'an! How are you? Are you alright? Can you get up?"
Shen Rong'an was curled up in the arms of woman A, his mind not very clear, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He had just planned to take advantage of the time while baking desserts to... resolve the matter, but when Pei Qing knocked on the door, he was startled and lost control.
The passively triggered craze usually only lasts for a few hours or a day. It had already been almost resolved, but Pei Qing stayed by his side for too long, making it impossible to stop.
The peak season is going to be forced to be extended.
Pei Qian knelt on the ground and, seeing that Shen Rong'an's condition was gradually stabilizing, picked him up and carried him to the bedroom. He was fine; it was probably just low blood sugar caused by overwork. He should get some rest.
Shen Rong'an groaned and buried his flushed, damp cheeks in the woman's not-so-broad but reassuring chest. He clutched a small piece of his clothes tightly and said in a weak voice, "I'm sorry to have troubled you again. I was thinking of letting you eat something and rest."
"It's alright, we're all neighbors, no need to talk about trouble." Pei Qing shook her head and pulled the person up with her arm.
She was still looking forward to eating more delicious food, and Shen Rong'an couldn't be hurt. However, although he looked light, he was surprisingly sturdy when she picked him up. He was slender but not weak.
The weight was probably all in the right places; the thigh he was resting on was fleshy, warm, soft, and supple, and... Pei Qing glanced at it discreetly.
Pei Qian couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had a more moderate susceptible period compared to other Alphas; otherwise, these successive accidents could have really caused someone's death.
When her first period of high sensitivity hit, she realized that she was different from her friends who experienced drastic mood changes and sexual dissatisfaction as soon as they entered their period. If it weren't for the faint anxiety lingering in her heart, Pei Qing wouldn't have known that her period had arrived.
She had considered the possibility that she might have frigidity, but after consulting a doctor, she learned that such a condition wouldn't involve a fertile window and was likely a glandular disorder.
Pei Qing was perfectly healthy and had no discomfort whatsoever. In the end, the doctor could only conclude that it was probably because her pheromones were weak and suggested that she have surgery to improve them.
Pei Qian was overjoyed that her period of high susceptibility wouldn't have any impact, so she decisively refused.
Thank goodness, thank goodness she didn't have surgery, otherwise she would have lost a wonderful neighbor with excellent cooking skills today.
A friend of mine used to constantly push messages to her about what would happen after being labeled an AO, saying things like she'd threaten suicide if she got seriously ill—it was terrifying! Pei Qing absolutely mustn't let that happen!!!
Stepping into the bedroom, the cozy beige-themed decor was indeed present. Pei Qian gently placed the person on the bed and tucked them in.
Just as I was about to get up and leave, my left hand, which was hanging by my side, was grabbed. "No, don't go..."
Pei Qing smiled and gently withdrew her hand. "I'm not leaving yet, I just want to get you some water. I'm worried about you looking like this." She still wanted to eat her meals later.
“Okay,” Shen Rong’an obediently withdrew his hand.
His gaze lingered on Pei Qing's retreating figure for a long time, a slow smile spreading across his lips. It was so good to see her again; it was truly wonderful…
This time, he will no longer be afraid.
So, don't abandon him again.
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