Chapter 26 Honey, you'll always be my baby. ...
Zhou Jinqin didn't move. She lowered her head and asked in a muffled voice, "How can you work properly like this?"
Liang Minghe sat up straight and moved closer to her: "Do I still look like I can work properly?"
"I should have known better than to come," Zhou Jinqin muttered to herself.
Liang Minghe smiled slightly, his large hand tracing the curve of her leg upwards, finally resting on her waist and hips: "But I wanted you to come."
His eyes were surrounded by a pinkish halo, and the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned. When he smiled, his eyes curved like crescent moons, always appearing hazy and indistinct as if covered by a thin mist, often making people mistake him for a cunning fox.
Zhou Jinqin was like a naive rabbit that had been lured in, unknowingly walking into the trap set by the fox.
With Liang Minghe's help, Zhou Jinqin easily stepped into the gap between the seat back and the armrest.
The gap was narrow, limiting Zhou Jinqin's range of movement. She had to straddle Liang Minghe's thick, muscular thighs in an almost tightly pressed position.
She blushed deeply, yet had nowhere to escape, and could only stare at the man in front of her with her body tense.
Liang Minghe smiled and guided her, "Wrap your arms around my neck."
Zhou Jinqin obediently did as instructed.
He looked into her eyes and smiled at her: "Now, you can kiss me."
Zhou Jinqin was stunned for a moment before she reacted and said, "The way you're saying it makes it sound like I insisted on kissing you..."
"Really?" Liang Minghe feigned innocence. "But I just prefer the way you kiss me first. Does this make things difficult for you?"
It's not difficult, just a little embarrassing...
Zhou Jinqin looked into those eyes, which were like sparkling lake water, and before she knew it, she was captivated. She thought this tactic might be called a retreat to advance, or perhaps a honey trap.
She raised her hand to cover the man's eyes, blocking out that fatal attraction, before leaning down and gently kissing him.
Like a first kiss, their touch was very gentle, merely a superficial rubbing, yet it still easily deprived Zhou Jinqin of the right to breathe.
Before she was exhausted, she sat up straight, creating some distance between herself and the other person, giving herself room to breathe deeply.
Liang Minghe calmly observed her flushed and flustered face, and when he was sure she had calmed down, he unreasonably kissed her again.
He was chasing her closely, and Zhou Jinqin's back was pressed against the heavy edge of the table, leaving her no room to escape.
As their lips met, Zhou Jinqin frowned slightly and hissed softly. Her voice, soft and gentle, tinged with the sweetness of someone raised in the water towns of Jiangnan, sounded like a coquettish complaint: "It hurts~"
Liang Minghe stopped, looked at her wet eyes, and coaxed her, "Don't you want it anymore?"
Zhou Jinqin nodded and then shook her head, blushing with embarrassment. She pointed to the table behind her back and said, "It's poking me."
Liang Minghe was stunned for a long time before he realized that he had pushed too hard.
He slid back a little with his seat, reached out and kneaded her slender waist. He buried his head in her neck and rubbed against her shoulder, saying in a sticky, indistinct voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."
Zhou Jinqin remained silent; what she didn't say was that there was more than one place that was hurting her...
Liang Ming clung to her, refusing to leave: "Can I stay a little longer?"
Zhou Jinqin blushed, too embarrassed to look at him, and simply lowered her head, muttering, "Mm."
When emotions run high, it's hard to control one's aggressive desires, and it's inevitable to crash into them again. Liang Minghe anticipated this, so he took off the U-shaped pillow ring around his neck and put it around Zhou Jinqin's waist.
She was too thin. She was 165 cm tall and weighed less than 90 kg. Her waist was only the size of a palm, and there was still room for her to fit under a U-shaped pillowcase.
Liang Minghe grabbed her waist and lifted her up, pressing her back against the table through the soft kitten pillow.
He sighed: "You're too thin, you should eat more."
With high work pressure, little food intake, and insufficient sleep, it's difficult for Zhou Jinqin to gain weight.
She asked, "Don't you men all like thin women?"
"Who speaks for me?" Liang Minghe looked up at her, his thick eyebrows slightly raised. "Your ex-boyfriend?"
Zhou Jinqin kept her head down and said, "I don't have a boyfriend."
"Then who am I to you?" Liang Minghe tilted his head back and kissed her chin, casually, as if deliberately teasing her, making her feel restless and itchy.
Zhou Jinqin stammered for a while, then gave a vague and unclear answer: "Husband x".
Liang Minghe kissed her lower lip and chuckled sweetly, "My affection is based solely on the person, not on outward appearance. I just hope you can be healthier."
Just talking about people? Are you talking about her? Zhou Jinqin's mind was a mess, her thinking was no longer rational or clear.
Liang Ming didn't give her a chance to think at all. He forcefully deepened the kiss, like a starving wolf, as if the previous fox form was just a deception in disguise.
The air flowed in and out repeatedly, and Zhou Jinqin mistakenly thought she had taken a dry-land swimming lesson. By the end, she was completely exhausted.
Looking at her swollen, bloodshot lips, Liang Minghe didn't ask for anything more. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, almost as if he wanted to embed himself into her.
After a long while, he finally picked her up and stood up, letting Zhou Jinqin cling to him like a koala.
He carried her to the room, gently laid her on the bed, and leaned down to kiss her forehead, his voice hoarse but tender: "It's late, you should go to sleep."
Zhou Jinqin, who was still in a daze, suddenly opened her eyes. With her eyes now clearer, she said warily, "Not today. I don't want to get pregnant yet."
If Liang Minghe didn't have any premarital affairs, there shouldn't be any contraceptives provided in this house.
Liang Minghe chuckled at her antics, pinching her burning cheek: "Is this how you think of me?"
"Then what you just did..." she hesitated.
"I just want you to sleep. I have to go back to work." Liang Minghe coaxed her, "We don't have to do it today. As long as you don't want to, you don't have to do it tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after that."
"Besides, you're still very young. Isn't it a bit too early to be thinking about having children?"
Is she still so young? In the workplace, yes, she is. She earned her doctorate at twenty-five, an age that, at least in the hospital, doesn't inspire confidence in patients. But in her marriage, it seems everyone assumes that at nearly thirty, she's reached the end of her rope, as if her life is over if she doesn't get married and have children soon.
Zhou Jinqin asked blankly, "When did I become old?"
Liang Minghe thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until you're older than me."
Liang Minghe is more than three months older than her, and Zhou Jinqin will never be older than him.
"Then I'll never have to think about this again?" she asked.
The man's breathy laughter pierced straight into my ears: "Yes, you'll always be my baby."
“I have no throne to pass on, and procreation is not a necessity for me, nor should it be for you.”
"Instead of thinking about this child that's just a figment of your imagination, I think you should think more about me, the one you spend every day with." He patted her back, his voice gentle. "Okay, go to sleep."
Zhou Jinqin was already exhausted and quickly fell asleep. In her hazy state, she could vaguely hear the sound of rushing water and the suppressed, restrained groans of a man, but she could not hear these clearly.
When she woke up the next day, the bed was empty and cold; Liang Minghe had not returned.
As Zhou Jinqin shuffled out in her slippers, she saw Liang Minghe holding up cat food, with the greedy Tuantuan jumping and bouncing around it.
When he saw her arrive, he smiled and shared, "Look, I've discovered the best way for kittens to exercise."
Zhou Jinqin was both amused and exasperated: "You didn't sleep all night?"
He leaned in and kissed her: "Mmm, I'm planning to have breakfast with you before going back to catch up on my sleep."
Zhou Jinqin suddenly covered his mouth, saying in embarrassment, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
"What happened? I..." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly clutched his cheek and hissed.
Zhou Jinqin looked at him worriedly: "What's wrong?"
He replied, "My tooth hurts."
"Did I just bump into you?" Zhou Jinqin asked.
He just shook his head and didn't say a word.
Zhou Jinqin pulled him to sit on the sofa, pinched his chin, and commanded, "Open your mouth."
Unable to resist her insistence, Liang Minghe obediently opened his mouth to show her.
To be honest, he was beautiful from head to toe, with straight and white teeth. The only flaw was that he had an old wisdom tooth.
Judging from the extent of the wisdom tooth's eruption, it has most likely been growing for several years, and the trend indicates it is growing horizontally. Sooner or later, it will push against the normally aligned teeth and will have to be extracted.
“You should get your tooth pulled,” Zhou Jinqin said.
Liang Minghe tried to avoid the question: "I think it won't hurt anymore in a while."
"Really?" Zhou Jinqin looked at him with her arms crossed.
He said righteously and firmly, "Of course, I have experience."
The saying goes, "Strike the snake at its seven-inch spot," and the same applies to people. Zhou Jinqin accurately pinpointed his sore spot: "Have you ever experienced becoming ugly? Long-term chewing on one side will cause the muscles and jawbone to develop. In the end, it won't just be cats with wide jaws, but there is also a certain probability that it will lead to temporomandibular joint disorder, affecting the growth of your face shape."
Liang Minghe asked with a resentful look in his eyes, "Will you despise me because I've become ugly?"
"It's hard to say, after all, people are visual creatures," she said casually.
"..." Liang Ming was silent for a while, but finally gave in, "I want you to come with me."
The morning was used for Liang Minghe to catch up on sleep, while Zhou Jinqin booked an appointment with a dental specialist for the afternoon.
On the way there, Liang Minghe was still muttering and accusing her of being heartless. He said that he didn't care about her appearance at all, but she treated him with such snobbishness.
Zhou Jinqin cupped his face and said earnestly, "Although these words may not be pleasant to hear, you know I'm only doing this for your own good."
Liang Minghe sighed and turned his head away from her: "I know, I'm just afraid of the pain."
He had seen the horrific scene of Kong Feifei's tooth extraction; it was like a saw being pulled in her mouth, with large amounts of blood gushing out from time to time, more bizarre than any bloody movie released back then.
Zhou Jinqin pinched his ear: "It's better to have a short pain than a long one, and I'll be with you, okay?"
Liang Minghe agreed and obediently followed her to get his dental X-rays taken.
The dentist held the dental X-ray, but her gaze remained fixed on Liang Minghe. After a long while, she suddenly asked, "Have you been here before?"
She had a very vivid memory of that handsome face. She even boasted to her colleagues that she would bring a whole group to admire him when he came to get his teeth pulled next time. Little did she know that she would have to wait for more than a year...
Liang Minghe, borrowing Kong Feifei's words, spouted nonsense: "Won't I become stupid if I get my wisdom teeth pulled?"
The doctor paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to Zhou Jinqin with a serious expression: "Is your husband an idiot?"
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Author's Note: Thank you for the nutrient solution [upright-eared rabbit head]
Although Xiaoming is often unreliable, I still think he's a great guiding lover (is this what you call a mother's perspective? [glasses])
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