Chapter 182 Husband 19
During the days when Wen Hui was having her period, Zheng Song treated her like a fragile porcelain vase, taking care of all the housework at home. He didn't even allow Wen Hui to do small things like cooking. He stuffed her into the quilt and worked calmly. Not only that, he also had to deal with work matters.
Zheng Song left the study, his face exhausted. Wen Hui heard him and left the bedroom, holding his face with a distressed look on her face. "Your eyes are bloodshot. Stop working and go lie down inside for a while. I just had a stomachache at the beginning, but it's all gone now. Let me make lunch."
The curtains were drawn everywhere in the room, and the light was dim.
Relying on the knowledge absorbed from Zheng Song's consciousness and his own understanding, the monster successfully ended the nearly two-hour conversation with a woman on the verge of a mental breakdown. The monster relied on his rich professional knowledge and a little bit of plug-in, and his unique ability - even if he was separated from the other party by a screen, he was still sure to make the other party fall into a deep sleep, and by controlling the other party's dreams, he could extract the beautiful emotions deep in the other party's heart, deepen these emotions, and make the other party praise his ability with surprise when she woke up.
"Teacher Zheng! Thank you for your help. If I hadn't come to talk to you, I really don't know how I would have persisted. Can you find a time when you're free? I'd like to increase the frequency. Talking with you, even through a screen, has a huge impact!"
The monster politely declined the visitor's offer, saying, "Keep a good mood and have a good life. My wife is calling me. If there's nothing else, let's call it a day."
He was an expert at creating nightmares, but he could also create pleasant dreams. After all, having arrived in this new world, given a wife for nothing, he had to shoulder the responsibility of earning a living and supporting the family. This was the third visitor he had recently taken on, and each one had praised him highly, which only deepened the monster's confidence—he was capable of fulfilling his duties as a husband, and he was worthy of Wen Hui's love.
Leaving the study, Zheng Song's back, straight as a pine or cypress, slumped slightly as he leaned against Wen Hui's shoulder. He restrained his strength, resting his forehead on her shoulder, his tone soft and exhausted: "Hui Hui, work is so hard. I've been sitting in the study for two hours, and my butt hurts."
He is a monster, without shame. Although he knows the moral codes of human society, he does not bother to pretend in front of his wife, and tells her his true feelings at the moment without hesitation.
Wen Hui subconsciously touched it and asked with a blushing face, "Can I rub it for you?"
Zheng Song closed his eyes: "Okay."
Wen Hui had no choice but to rub him.
The pressure on his shoulders grew heavier, and Zheng Song said, "It's very comfortable, Huihui."
Wen Hui lowered her head and glanced at him quietly. He had his eyes closed and looked relaxed. There was no other meaning in those words.
After a while, he could hear steady breathing. Wen Hui gently nudged him and said, "Go to bed. Do you have any work this afternoon?"
Zheng Song blinked blankly and replied, "It's not a very important task. I can handle it tonight."
Wen Hui pushed him into the bedroom.
Then she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Zheng Song followed her.
"Look at what you've become. Go and have some rest." Wen Hui said in a serious tone.
Zheng Song rolled up his sleeves and asked her, "You can't touch the cold water. I'll wash the vegetables. What are you going to do?"
Seeing that he was so tired that he could hardly open his eyes, Wen Hui casually named a few simple dishes. After he finished washing, she pushed him to the bedroom, covered him with a quilt, and watched him fall asleep before leaving.
After preparing lunch, Wen Hui did not go to the bedroom to call him, but stayed in the living room, turned on the TV, turned down the volume, and waited for him to wake up before heating up the food and eating it directly.
While watching TV boredly, a sentence suddenly popped up in Wen Hui's mind - Zheng Song has changed a lot, and he is completely different from before.
It's not just today's performance. Two days ago, Zheng Song's mother called and asked them to come to her house for dinner.
The story began when a terrifying monster was discovered in the neighborhood where Zheng Song's father's relatives lived. A nearby person, possessed by the monster, had devoured nearly ten people at night! No trace of the monster had been found, causing panic among the residents, who were each searching for new accommodations.
What Zheng Song's mother meant on the phone was that the place at home was too small for them to live in, so she asked the couple to come to her home to discuss the division of personnel.
Wen Hui immediately clenched her fingers.
Zheng Song's relatives were influenced by his parents and had some opinions about his marriage. They believed that Zheng Song could marry a better wife than Wen Hui, so they looked down on her. When they got together for holidays, the work of preparing food, serving food, and clearing the table in the kitchen was basically left to Wen Hui.
She could already imagine the miserable situation that would happen after Zheng Song's relatives moved in.
But unexpectedly, Zheng Song refused outright.
Zheng Song said, "It's a pitiful experience, but I don't want outsiders entering my house."
The other party asked: "Is it Wen Hui who disagrees? Let me talk to her."
Zheng Song firmly defended his right to the conversation: "I'm the one who makes the decisions about family matters." Winking at Wen Hui, he mercilessly pointed out the shortcomings of his father's relatives, recalling his memory. Then he concluded: "I'm not used to having outsiders in the house. Mom, it's very dangerous lately. I'll come over. We can talk at home."
Wen Hui: "Shall we go now?"
Zheng Song shook his head: "I can go by myself."
Aunt Wen Hui, visiting on a certain date, wasn't in a good mood, and since she didn't want to deal with Zheng Song's numerous relatives, she nodded. When he returned, he simply explained, "They're Dad's relatives, after all. My suggestion was to rent a house nearby for them to live in. When they disagreed, I shut up and said nothing. In the end, they all decided to stay at my parents' house, and Mom was really upset..."
His tone was slightly confused. "If you don't like it, you should have refused. But Mom didn't refuse, so I can't say anything more... Huihui, they were all blaming me when I left. Even if they blame me, I can't do anything about it. This is our home, and no one else can interfere."
The sudden loud sound from the TV screen brought Wen Hui back to her senses.
She looked up in a daze and saw a horror movie playing on the TV screen. The content was: the heroine's husband was parasitized by an alien species. As time went by, the heroine's husband was completely replaced by the alien species, and the heroine was completely unaware of it. In the end, she became the alien species' food.
The TV screen was showing the heroine being devoured by an alien species——
Wen Hui quickly changed the channel, thinking in her heart that the person next to you is the most intimate person. The alien's movements are stiff, and its language system and learning system are inferior to those of humans. How careless the heroine is that she has not even noticed that her husband has changed!
Then, her thoughts returned to what happened two days ago.
Both Zheng Song's decision and his words were beyond Wen Hui's expectations.
She had no feelings for Zheng Song's relatives, and even her usual actions of taking care of Zheng Song's parents were because she liked Zheng Song. But when Zheng Song came back that day, he actually told her that she didn't need to intervene in matters at home in the future. Then, as if to cover up something, he added:
"Huihui, I know it wasn't easy for my parents to raise me. But now that I'm marrying you and starting a new family, I have to consider many things. My previous inaction has left Mom with a deep-rooted, indelible bad impression of you, and it's okay if I don't fix it. From now on, I'll take care of all the family matters. Huihui, please don't have too much contact with them..."
There was guilt in his eyes: "Seeing you being treated coldly by them, I feel bad."
Thinking back, Wen Hui felt that something was wrong.
The same question again - is Zheng Song such a person?
Wen Hui sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugged the soft pillow, and leaned her back completely against the back of the sofa, feeling safe and surrounded.
An idea popped up in her mind, and when she caught it, a chill rose uncontrollably from the soles of her feet, and she trembled violently.
Impossible, how is it possible?
Wen Hui curled up into a ball, nervous as her period, which had not yet ended, came to visit her again. She was well prepared, but the moment the pain in her abdomen hit her, her chaotic and bizarre thoughts were forced to stop. It turned out that menstruation was a time for wild thoughts. Could Zheng Song be the same as the aliens in the movie?
If he was really possessed by a monster, she would have died long ago.
Wen Hui had been having these weird thoughts recently, and she felt that she might have become a little nervous because of the surrounding environment.
There were footsteps behind me.
Wen Hui looked back.
The man looked unconscious, his eyes were hazy, and two buttons of the collar of his home clothes were undone, revealing his strong and attractive chest muscles. He sat down next to Wen Hui, hugged her waist, and buried his face in her arms.
She murmured softly, "Meihui... I can't sleep well without you."
A smile appeared in Wen Hui's eyes.
The speculation just now had long since vanished. Her entire mind was dominated by the somewhat clingy Zheng Song in front of her. His tired face appeared before her eyes. She touched his soft black hair and said, "Are you hungry? Eat first and then go to sleep."
Zheng Song tightened his arms and refused with his actions.
Wen Hui continued to hug him and took the blanket next to her to cover him.
The TV was on. Wen Hui had a small appetite, and she didn't have much of an appetite during her period. She was warmed by Zheng Song's warm body temperature and fell asleep unknowingly.
When I woke up again, the sky outside the window had darkened.
She opened her eyes and met Zheng Song's eyes filled with strong emotions. Before she regained consciousness, Zheng Song kissed her. He gently put his arms around his wife's waist and kissed her who had just woken up until her eyes were hazy. His expression became more and more affectionate.
“I like Huihui so much.”
Wen Hui was about to respond when the TV, which had been playing all afternoon, finally caught the attention of its listeners and enthusiastically explained the latest developments.
"...Monsters that appear at night have been confirmed to be able to take on human forms. Residents, please be mindful of the actions of those around you. Daytime weakens their mobility, and these monsters mostly move at night. If you notice anyone behaving strangely during the day, please report it immediately for the safety of you and your family..."
Wen Hui stared at Zheng Song intently.
She looked at the familiar figure reflected in the clear pupils and asked directly without any concealment: "Are you a monster?"
Wen Hui felt the hand around her waist suddenly tighten. She didn't show any fear at all. Her lips still had traces of his kiss. Her back sank into the soft sofa. The man in front of her paused for a moment, then revealed a look of horror. He acted as if he had been exposed: "Oh, my God, how did you find out!"
Wen Hui was amused by him and laughed out loud.
The monster continued, a slightly evil expression on his handsome face: "Since you've discovered me, I have no choice but to-"
He buried his head.
Soft black hair rubbed against her neck. Wen Huimin felt it, twisted her body to avoid his playful biting, pushed his head and said, "Your acting is so fake!"
Wen Hui was completely pinned down by him. Their strength was incomparable. Zheng Song casually picked up the thin blanket wrapped around him and wrapped it around Wen Hui. Wen Hui's cheeks flushed red, and she was wrapped like a cocoon. Zheng Song stared at her with the eyes of a prey. She felt ashamed and her eyes were filled with anger: "...Let me go, it hurts."
It was tight enough to fit a palm horizontally, but Zheng Song still symbolically pulled the thin blanket and lowered his body. His dark eyes stared at Wen Hui, and his tone was as heavy as the dark clouds in the sky: "I am a monster, Huihui."
Wen Hui: "I know you are a monster! Let me go quickly, I don't like being tied up..."
The monster let go of her, and with his arms, instead of a blanket, he embraced Wen Hui and asked tentatively, "Hui Hui, I'm a monster, are you afraid?"
"I'm scared, I'm scared," Wen Hui said perfunctorily, "Stop acting, let's eat."
The monster persisted, "You said you weren't afraid."
Wen Hui: "Okay, I'm not afraid."
The monster looked intently at Wen Hui's flushed face.
“Megumin, don’t be afraid even if there are monsters. I will protect you.”
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