Chapter 20: A Light Kiss, More.
Although Zhou Jinqin used to be a cardiologist, she had heard plenty of gossip from her colleagues in the reproductive medicine department. There were quite a few men who came to her door fully armed to consult about lengthening surgery. Of course, she knew the significance of the two astonishing figures of length and diameter in the examination results.
Just thinking about it was enough to make anyone blush, so Zhou Jinqin didn't dare to discuss it further with anyone. She avoided his eyes and stammered, "Um, I know..."
Although she had never seen him in person, based on the feelings she experienced during occasional close contact, Zhou Jinqin completely believed in the other party's physical strength.
With the recognition from the professionals, Liang Ming's tense expression finally eased a bit.
According to the law of conservation of energy, the total energy within an isolated system remains constant; energy can only be transferred from one object to another, or from one form to another.
If we consider the family of three—two people and a cat—as an isolated system, and view emotions as energy, we can see that Liang Minghe's tension will not disappear out of thin air.
So where did Liang Ming's disappearing tension go?
It shifted to Zhou Jinqin's face.
Just now, she personally ordered Kong Feifei to have the master move the small bed in the bedroom, making it inevitable that they would share a bed tonight.
Moreover, her menstrual period also came to an end very considerately.
Under the cover of a room, it's easy for adult men and women with normal desires to have sex.
With such ulterior motives, Zhou Jinqin felt particularly guilty. Afraid of revealing too much and showing her weakness, she simply lay down on the bed early and pretended to be dead.
However, she completely overestimated her sleep quality and mental fortitude. Even after Liang Minghe finished the manuscript that Kang Na needed and returned to the bedroom in the early hours of the morning, Zhou Jinqin still couldn't fall asleep.
Her mind was a complete mess, yet it was still racing inside her brain. She thought she might be the inventor of the meat grinder.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Jinqin reopened her eyes and asked the man standing motionless by the bed, "What are you thinking about instead of sleeping?"
Liang Minghe had expected that she wasn't asleep. He bent over and chuckled softly, "I was wondering when you'd finally talk to me."
Zhou Jinqin asked, puzzled, "Why should I bother with you?"
Liang Minghe lifted the pillow he was holding slightly and said with a smile, "You haven't invited me to your bed yet today."
What else? His bed is gone...
Zhou Jinqin felt that the other person was flirting with her again. She snorted coldly, turned her back to him, and said angrily, "Then you can sleep on the floor."
Liang Minghe, of course, wouldn't listen to her. He placed his pillow next to Zhou Jinqin's and naturally lay down in a position very close to her.
Zhou Jinqin could feel his warm breath evenly pattering on the back of her neck, making her heart itch.
She stubbornly replied, "Didn't you say you were waiting for my invitation? I haven't agreed yet."
Liang Minghe remained silent. He raised his eyes and moved closer to the woman who was half-encircling him in his arms, his slightly cool lips gently covering her first cervical vertebra.
Zhou Jinqin clearly felt the corners of his lips at the atlas of his head turn up slightly. The corners of the man's mouth turned up at several angles, and he chuckled softly as he spoke: "I've grown up and I understand human relationships, of course. I know that not speaking means tacit consent."
Zhou Jinqin felt unbearable from the waves of heat washing over her body. She couldn't help but curl up on her toes, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Then...then why did you ask..."
"I just wanted to talk to you." His lips moved down to the second cervical vertebra, the axis.
It would be difficult to go any further. Zhou Jinqin's pajamas tonight were not very loose; the front was tightly fastened, and there was almost no room to pull the collar down.
But Liang Minghe did not seem impatient, nor did he show any intense desire. He still had the energy to whisper in her ear.
"May I?"
"What, is that okay?"
Zhou Jinqin was dazed, her eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.
"I want to... kiss you." Liang Minghe's voice was like a spell, making people completely lose their reason.
Zhou Jinqin blushed, her long eyelashes fluttering rapidly: "You've already kissed me, what's the point of asking now?"
Liang Minghe thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I guess you could call it acting first and informing later."
He lowered his voice: "Tell me, may I?"
He seemed determined to get a definite answer from her.
Zhou Jinqin was already fully smitten. She gripped the blanket tightly, buried her head in it, and said in a very soft voice, "You know perfectly well that I've already tacitly agreed."
"Oh, I was too slow-witted," Liang Minghe said, feigning ignorance. "Teacher Zhou, please teach me what to do next."
Annoyed, Zhou Jinqin threw off the covers, turned to face the man behind her, and tilted her head back to bite his smooth chin hard.
It was clearly a punishment, but Liang Minghe seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it, and he shamelessly said, "I want more."
"What the hell?" Zhou Jinqin pouted and glared at him.
He was the one who longed to kiss her, but in the end, it became Zhou Jinqin who had desires. Is that right?
The bedside lamp was still on in the room, and Liang Minghe could see clearly that the woman in his arms had rosy lips. He stared at her intently for a long time, seemingly about to kiss her at any moment.
Zhou Jinqin froze, staring blankly at the man so close to her, unable to utter a word, but her increasingly disordered breathing betrayed her nervousness completely.
Liang Minghe looked at the frightened bird in his arms, smiled, and gently stroked her back with his large hand: "Relax."
Zhou Jinqin's blinking became mechanical; she couldn't relax at all.
Liang Minghe helplessly covered her eyes, blocking her vision, and his breathing finally calmed down a bit.
After losing their sight, the remaining senses become more sensitive.
Zhou Jinqin could feel the man's burning gaze lingering on her lips.
Soon, the calloused pad of his thumb pressed against the center of her lips, and the man's lips descended, kissing her indirectly through a finger's width.
In this kissing incident, the actual intimate contact was between the tips of their noses.
Before leaving, Liang Ming lingered on the tip of her nose for a long time.
His voice was husky, yet still captivatingly beautiful: "This is fine too."
Whether it was a self-comforting retreat or not, the emotion Zhou Jinqin, who had regained her sight, read on his face was indeed one of satisfaction.
Liang Minghe did not avoid her direct gaze, but instead placed a few kisses on her eyes.
After that, there was no further aggressive behavior. He simply lay quietly behind her with his arms around her waist and said softly, "Goodnight."
Zhou Jinqin wasn't sure if this was the strange fetish Xiang Ziqing had mentioned. Her heart was always most aroused when Liang Minghe showed weakness. She interpreted this as a strategic retreat, a tactic of Liang Minghe's military strategy.
She didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she felt a distinct foreign object bumping against her from behind. It was then that Zhou Jinqin felt the most acutely. Although they were both 18 centimeters apart, the sensation they brought was incomparable to that of an inanimate object of the same size.
Liang Minghe felt more awkward than she did. He released his hands from her waist, rolled to the right side of the bed, and covered himself with the blanket to calm down.
Zhou Jinqin tugged at her clothes and said awkwardly, "Well... actually, these are all normal physiological reactions, I won't overthink it."
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Zhou Jinqin used the excuse of opening the door to escape.
Standing outside the door was Kong Feifei, who was carrying two thermos containers to show her: "My mom made some soup this morning, so I brought some over for you."
He peeked inside and said, "Where's Xiaoming? Isn't he up yet? It's almost ten o'clock, he's so lazy!"
If Kong Feifei hadn't pointed it out, Zhou Jinqin wouldn't have realized it was already so late, which is extremely rare in her usual routine. The last time this happened was because she had a persistent high fever and had taken medication.
Zhou Jinqin blushed and defended him, as well as herself: "He was working on his manuscript until the early hours of the morning last night and is catching up on sleep right now."
"Rare indeed! But it's normal, after all, he has a wife at home, so he should be more diligent in making money." Kong Feifei didn't suspect anything and casually walked into the house to pet the cat.
Because he always diligently cleans the litter box and is very generous with the food, Tuantuan really likes him. Whenever she sees him, she can't help but rub against him and beg for food.
Just as the cat food was about to rain down, a ruthless bully cruelly intercepted it.
After adjusting himself, Liang Minghe walked out of the room and decisively restrained Kong Feifei's Parkinson's-like hand. He even took the food that had fallen into the bowl and took it back with his hand, strictly controlling Tuantuan's food intake.
Tuantuan pretended to bite him, purring for a long time, completely just a show of force. Liang Minghe picked it up and lifted it high: "Even if you act cute, Daddy won't go easy on you."
Kong Feifei felt sorry for her: "You're so mean! You're feeding yourself so much, but you won't let us kittens eat even a little bit. You're being a dictator."
Liang Minghe looked bewildered: "When did I start taking such extensive supplements?"
Zhou Jinqin went to the bathroom to wash up. Kong Feifei was relieved when he saw that she wasn't there. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "I specially asked my mom to stew some ox-strength, eucommia, and pig tail soup. This stuff is very nourishing. I guarantee that after you drink it, your legs won't feel weak and your back won't ache. You should be secretly happy."
The thing we fear most in this world is that our brothers are no good.
Liang Minghe's face turned cold: "What did you tell your mother?"
Kong Feifei looked very wise: "I told you you fell while climbing the mountain, and I specifically emphasized that I should help you nourish your kidneys. Isn't that considerate?"
"..." Liang Minghe firmly resisted, "I don't need it, you can keep it and enjoy it yourself."
"Of course it's best if you don't need it, but I went all the way from halfway through the city to deliver it, so why not do me the honor of having a little? Even if there's no problem, it'll be good to have some nourishment, right?" Kong Feifei had plenty of ways to manipulate him. "Besides, think about what your wife will do when she comes out of the bathroom and asks you what this soup is for."
"..." Liang Minghe finished the soup completely.
When Zhou Jinqin came out, Liang Ming and the soup residue had been mixed with kitchen waste, making it impossible to see the details.
Kong Feifei said calmly, "It's the same as yours, winter melon, barley, and old duck soup. My mom asked me to bring it over to help you cool off in the summer. It's very delicious. Look, Xiaoming couldn't resist and drank it all in one go."
Zhou Jinqin took a sip and found it very refreshing: "It really tastes good. Thank you, Auntie, and thank you for making the trip."
"Hey, we're all friends, why bring this up?" Kong Feifei said. "Besides, I just wanted to hang out with you guys. I'm planning to go hiking next door to watch the sunrise. Are you interested in coming along?"
Liang Minghe remained silent, clearly indicating that he was listening to his wife.
Zhou Jinqin thought that since they got married, Liang Minghe hadn't gone out much, which was obviously not in line with his personality, so she agreed after thinking about it.
She asked, "But I have an interview this afternoon, will that interfere with your plans?"
"No, no, there are different ways to play at different times, the main point is to do it however you want." Kong Feifei smiled and said, "You can go to the interview with peace of mind, we'll come pick you up then."
After receiving a positive reply, Kong Feifei gave instructions on what to bring and then left to prepare her things.
Zhou Jinqin had an interview in the afternoon, and she needed to use the little free time she had left to do her makeup, so she left the task of packing her things entirely to Liang Minghe.
Before setting off, Zhou Jinqin put on her shoes and said to Liang Minghe, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
Liang Minghe leaned against the entryway cabinet and looked at her meaningfully, saying, "You're right."
"What?" Zhou Jinqin asked.
Liang Minghe said, "People definitely prefer actions to words."
Zhou Jinqin was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood what he meant.
She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his lean waist, and whispered, "How about this?"
“Very good, but even better this way.” He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.
Zhou Jinqin's eyes trembled, and she suddenly turned her head forty-five degrees, allowing Liang Minghe's lips to press against hers.
"This might be better." She turned the doorknob and ran out.
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Author's note: Thank you for the nutrient solution [Let me see].
It has to be said that Xiaoming's perks are all earned through his own hard work [doge emoji]
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