Chapter 57 is probably like eating ice cream.
What to eat with? Of course, with vinegar.
When Mr. Zhong is dealing with these things, he should go back twenty years. Jin Huan still remembers when she was doing her doctoral studies, she went to work as a teaching assistant for her doctoral supervisor. At that time, a junior undergraduate asked her for her contact information and followed her around for two or three days.
The boy in his early twenties was full of energy, like a puppy, always following her around, bringing her coffee and cakes, or asking her questions under various pretexts.
He even knew that Jin Huan was already married.
But because Zhong Yan rarely appeared at their school, he naturally created the image of her as a woman with an unhappy marriage, and even brazenly said that only those who are not loved are mistresses.
Jin Huan had never encountered such a stubborn and unreasonable person before, and she was really having a headache.
One night, she told Zhong Yan about it. He remained silent, but when he woke up the next morning, he had marks on his neck and his lips were swollen from being bitten.
It's... quite obvious.
At his age, there's really no point in arguing with boys; everyone knows it's pointless. But even so, they're practically digging their own grave right in front of him.
It was summer, and Jin Huan even wore a silk scarf, completely trying to cover herself up.
That's really unreasonable.
Mr. Zhong is really unreasonable.
He demonstrated to others through his actions whether she was unhappy in her marriage.
We ate dumplings with vinegar for dinner. Even though we had already eaten barbecue, Jin Huan could still finish a whole plate. She said the vinegar was very sour today, and the dumplings tasted good.
The rain outside gradually stopped, and the cold weather was perfect for a bath. The two of them leisurely soaked in the bathtub for a while. Just then, Zhong Yan was about to shave, and Jin Huan slowly leaned over to help him apply shaving foam.
This shaving foam was specially selected by Jinhuan. It has a very gentle sandalwood scent and is indeed very easy to use. It softens the shaving foam very well, and it makes shaving very convenient after applying it for a while.
Jin Huan really enjoys being close to him and doing these intimate and small things.
She did everything gently and slowly, without rushing. She smoothed away his stubble and then shaved it off with a razor.
“Your beard seems to be growing really fast lately,” Jin Huan whispered as she shaved, “It pricked me… last night.”
"Did it hurt you?" Zhong Yan asked gently, concerned that she might be in pain. "Why didn't you say so if it hurt?"
Jin Huan often shaves Zhong Yan, using a 30-degree angle downwards as the best method—it avoids cuts and provides a clean shave. The steam rises to her chin and cheeks, leaving them moist and flushed. She softly says, "That's because it's not just about the pain..."
Other sensations arrive before pain, so that little bit of pain becomes completely unimportant.
Jin Huan has shaved it clean. I took a towel and wiped his chin; the stubble is completely gone.
She even reached out and touched it.
It feels great to the touch.
Jin Huan moved closer and closer, almost pressing herself against him. Zhong Yan looked at her with deep eyes, his expression like that of a hunting lion. Jin Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she whispered to him, "No, that will make the bathtub dirty."
The truth is that such a refusal is too weak and won't work on Zhong Yan.
I should never have taken a bath with him.
I should never have shaved his beard.
If only I had known...
well.
She is truly a model wife, and Zhong Yan is very fortunate.
Jin Huan grasped his wrist, though her fingers could only hold half of it. She still tried to hold on, her persistence seemingly futile. Her breathing gradually slowed, becoming even slower. Then she kissed his cleanly shaved chin, attempting to reason with him.
"Let me help you... just like you helped me last night, okay?"
Jin Huan had suggested it a long time ago, and she could give it a try, but Zhong Yan wouldn't allow it. He was very firm in his stance on certain matters. As for who should please whom, of course, it was Daddy's job, and she didn't need to do it.
But she was also curious about the taste.
He always kept himself very clean. The first thing he did every time he came back was to take a shower and change his clothes. He washed himself very carefully, and his skin had a pleasant fragrance that seeped out little by little and permeated every detail.
So there's nothing wrong with trying it.
Besides, it's unfair. He can try it, so why can't she? Of course she can too.
There's no need to reason so much about things between husband and wife.
He could only sigh and then ask in a low voice, "Are you sure?"
Jin Huan nodded.
Of course it's confirmed.
Zhong Yan ran his fingertip across the corner of her mouth, trying to teach her first: "Just a little bit, don't eat too much... Xiao Bao, it's like eating ice cream."
When you get ice cream, you should start tasting it from the top. All kids do that. When it's hot, they're afraid it will melt, so they lick it. But you can't eat it too quickly. Nobody takes a big bite of ice cream at the beginning, or they'll hurt their teeth and mouth.
“It’s different,” Jin Huan said seriously. “Ice cream is cold.”
I don't know what the point of arguing about this now is. Jin Huan is just like that sometimes, she takes things too seriously, and it's so cute how she does it.
Zhong Yan still thinks so. His wife is always excessively cute, like a colorful goldfish swimming in a fish tank with its beautiful tail wagging. Even just watching her adds a lot of color to his ordinary life.
The meaning of "尽欢" is "a mixture of extremes".
They are two extremes.
Jin Huan may seem slow to react, but she has a strong learning ability, which is beyond doubt. People who don't have a strong learning ability can't get a doctorate, let alone spend a long time in the laboratory. Not only is her learning ability strong, but her hands-on ability is even stronger.
Some people teach you step by step, while others explore on their own.
Even if a ferocious beast were right in front of her, so arrogant that it seemed it could swallow her whole, she could still take a deep breath, secretly cheer herself up, and have a determined look on her face, telling herself that there was nothing to be afraid of.
Before bed, Zhong Yan applied an ice pack to the corner of her mouth, said sorry to her with a stern face, and spoke in an excessively gentle tone, telling her to spit it out and rinse her mouth.
And that gentle, admonishing tone, telling her not to do it again... He admitted that when he lowered his eyes, he saw her delicate nose and a little bit of white on her chin, as always. She was curious and bold, with a strong desire to explore. Occasionally, she would look up at him, blink, and her eyes would be like a doe's.
Jin Huan is always like this. Sometimes she does things intentionally or instinctively, and she can even tell him she likes him with such clear eyes.
Zhong Yan gently rubbed her head and whispered to her, "How could you say that?"
Jin Huan murmured curiously, "Can't I say I like it?"
"Yes," Zhong Yan said, his voice already hoarse, though he tried to control it. "But what exactly do you like?"
At this inopportune moment, he remembered something: a water-absorbing sponge that would keep growing as it absorbed water.
"Of course it's you." Jin Huan moved slowly, her voice gentle. "Who else did you think it was?"
"Really?" Zhong Yan's voice grew deeper and deeper, becoming almost inaudible.
Now Zhong Yan asked her again, "Was it true when you said you 'liked' me?"
Her throat was probably blocked at that moment, so she didn't answer for a moment, and then she forgot to answer.
"You know, I like you, including everything about you."
Jin Huan took the ice pack herself and applied it. It looked red but didn't actually hurt. Her eyes curved gently. Now she finally had the chance to talk about her feelings, an experience she had been thinking about for a long time: "It tastes a lot like ice cream, it's sweet."
Now he didn't argue with him.
Zhong Yan nodded slightly: "Yes, Xiao Bao is sweet too."
"I also really like your expression...it's so sexy." Jin Huan recalled that his eyebrows were lowered, and she could see it clearly, so she knew that he liked it.
Even so, Zhong Yan still said, "Don't do it next time."
"I should be the one trying to please you," Zhong Yan said. "Remember that, understand?"
Jin Huan kissed his cheek and said softly, "I know."
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New Year's Day is just around the corner, and Jin Huan promised her aunt that she would go home. She packed up early in the morning and went back with Zhong Yan.
The clothes Zhong Yan wore this morning were picked out by her: a dark gray coat. This year, Jin Huan has favored simple and dark-colored clothes. All the new clothes she bought this autumn and winter are gray and brown, which make her look gentle and intellectual.
The outfit given to Zhong Yan was in the same color scheme as hers.
You could also call it a couple's set.
Jin Huan stood in front of the mirror with him, quite satisfied with today's color scheme, and nodded in approval.
"Put this scarf on." Zhong Yan took a scarf from the coat rack and handed it to her. "It's below zero today, and it might snow."
She doesn't like wearing high necks; her neck is always exposed, and a gust of wind could easily slip inside.
Jin Huan obediently let him put it on her.
When we arrived at my aunt's place, Ms. Fang Shuyun was personally cooking.
Chen Zhisong stood in the living room watching her bustling around.
On holidays like these, he usually cooks. Back then, he improved his cooking skills a lot in order to win her over. After all, he was younger and needed to find other advantages. Winning her heart through her stomach was one of his skills.
Now, in order to cook Jin Huan's favorite dishes, she has taken over the kitchen and won't even let him near it.
His wife's word is law, and he won't dare to disagree.
Chen Zhisong smiled helplessly and asked Zhong Yan, "Want to play chess?"
There's no point in just staying here anyway.
Jin Huan had already run to find her aunt. Zhong Yan stared at her back for two seconds before nodding in agreement.
Mr. Zhong became his niece's husband, thus becoming his junior. Five years ago, Chen Zhisong never dared to imagine such a thing, after all, given his strength, he couldn't even talk about cooperating with him.
Even after five years, Chen Zhisong has only just begun to process this matter.
Whenever he and Jin Huan returned together, Chen Zhisong liked to ask him to play chess.
Zhong Yan is probably the only one he can play chess with.
Chen Zhisong also cares about his niece's dignity and would never use her relationship to bring up any cooperation. Besides, he is not a very ambitious person, so the two of them mostly chat about everyday things.
Or it could be about enjoying oneself to the fullest.
Enjoy those childhood memories.
Chen Zhisong knew about the things he heard from his wife, things that weren't too embarrassing for them to talk about, and they had basically covered most of the topics.
At this moment, Zhong Yan sat opposite him. However, even though he was nominally an elder, he still lacked a certain aura in front of Zhong Yan. Chen Zhisong smiled and asked him a few questions about the progress of his recent projects. He also mentioned that Shu Yun had been researching in the kitchen for more than half a month to prepare delicious food for Jin Huan for the upcoming New Year.
“She’s a glutton.” Zhong Yan smiled, his tone softening unconsciously as he spoke of his wife.
“I was like that when I was a kid,” Chen Zhisong said. “When I was pursuing Shuyun, I just bought her delicious food to please her and asked her to cover for me.”
Chen Zhisong still laughs at her when she talks about things from when she was little. He says that Jin Huan may seem quiet and reserved, and you might think she's introverted when she's not talking, but she's actually quite bold and has a surprisingly outgoing personality. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a big decision as getting married all by herself.
By the time Shuyun found out, the matter was already a done deal. As her aunt, it was understandable that Shuyun was worried. Although she had dealings with Zhong Yan, she didn't really know him well. Moreover, given the Zhong family's situation, she was also worried about whether Jinhuan would be wronged.
It was always a nerve-wracking experience, but in the end, it was just gently put down.
Shuyun said that even if Zhong Yan didn't like her Jinhuan, he would still treat her well given his personality. Jinhuan wasn't a willful child; she knew what she was doing.
“Yes, she’s not a willful child,” Zhong Yan replied, sounding more like an elder to Jin Huan than Chen Zhisong.
Five years is enough time to see a person clearly. Jin Huan is very happy now. She is always in a good mood when she goes home and has no worries. Her aunt is at ease, and he is at ease too.
Ultimately, an aunt is just an aunt, and no matter how good the relationship is, it will never be as close as that of parents. Although Jin Huan has never said it, she has always wanted a home of her own.
I am very grateful to Zhong Yan for giving her such a home.
“But I put her first in everything, everything,” Zhong Yan said slowly. “For me, as long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters.”
Words that reassure elders.
Although it's said that you should judge a person by their actions, not their words, Chen Zhisong knew that Zhong Yan meant what he said; he was always a man of his word.
As the game progressed to this point, the situation gradually became clear. Chen Zhisong stared at the board, sighed, and simply said it was meaningless.
Every time he came, the two would play chess, and he would always lose. Chen Zhisong would then laugh loudly and say, "Never mind, it's because he's not as skilled as me."
"Sir, please come out quickly." Jin Huan's voice came from below. She called out happily, so Zhong Yan got up and walked to the balcony.
Jin Huan stood in the courtyard, looked up at him, pointed to the sky, and exclaimed excitedly, "Look! It's snowing!"
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