Chapter 486: Eat and drink enough, it’s time to exercise
Chu Jin laughed out loud at her amusement and pecked her lightly on the lips.
Suddenly, as if by magic, he took out an oil-paper bag from behind his back and handed it to Manluo.
As soon as the oil paper is opened, the rich aroma of meat spreads instantly, whetting one's appetite.
Manluo's nose twitched, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she snatched the oil-paper bag:
"Yeah, it's roast chicken!"
The golden chicken skin was shiny and still steaming, obviously having just come out of the oven.
Chu Jin smiled with a smile on his face, a bit proud:
"As a husband, how can I let my wife go hungry? I know you crave this, so I specially asked someone to keep it warm on the stove."
"That's more like it."
At this moment, Manluo had nothing else in her eyes except the roast chicken.
She tore off a shiny chicken leg and ate it with relish, not caring about her image, not caring at all about the oil dripping down the corners of her mouth.
Chu Jin looked at her lovingly. Seeing that she was eating in a hurry, a trace of heartache flashed across his eyes. He said softly:
"Eat slowly, no one is competing with you."
As he spoke, he considerately poured her a glass of wine, fearing that she would choke.
Chu Jin couldn't help laughing as he saw his wife wearing a bright red wedding gown, holding a greasy chicken leg in her left hand and a wine glass in her right hand, eating heartily with sips of wine and bites of meat.
At this moment, the day at Qingxi Cottage suddenly flashed before his eyes - under the cherry tree, she was also so casual. At that time, he felt only disgust and impatience.
But now, I just think that she is the cutest and most beautiful lady in the world.
Soon, after eating half a roast chicken, Manluo leaned back in her chair with a satisfied look on her face, touched her round belly, and burped with the aroma of meat.
Chu Jin took the wet handkerchief and gently wiped the oil from the corners of her mouth, then carefully wiped her oily little hands clean.
After doing all this, he scooped up Manluo with his big hands, lifted her up horizontally, and placed her on his lap, resting his chin on the top of her head. His warm breath brushed past her ears, and his voice was low and ambiguous:
"Are you full?"
"I'm full."
Manluo responded lazily, still savoring the aroma of the roast chicken.
Chu Jin lowered his head and rubbed her neck, with a bit of coquettishness:
"But, my husband is hungry..."
"What?"
Manluo blinked her watery eyes and pointed foolishly at the remaining half of the roast chicken:
"How about you eat chicken too?"
"Baby, my husband... wants to eat you!"
Seeing his little wife's stunned face and slightly open lips, Chu Jin smiled wantonly. Suddenly he lowered his head and kissed her like a storm, with an irresistible heat that swallowed up her screams.
He whispered vaguely between her lips: "My dear, now that you've had enough to eat and drink, it's time to exercise..."
"You bad... ow..." Her tiny moans were all swallowed into his stomach.
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The curtains were hung low, completely isolating the noise from outside.
The halo of the red candle shone through the gauze curtain, casting a soft outline on Chu Jin's profile, removing the evil charm in the daytime and adding a bit of lingering tenderness.
Manluo nestled in his arms, her hair spread messily on the pillow, her cheeks still flushed.
The passion she had just felt had long been replaced by tiredness. She curled up lazily like a well-fed cat, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on Chu Jin's chest.
Chu Jin lowered his head and placed a light kiss on the top of her head, laughing softly:
"You shouted so hard just now, does your throat hurt now?"
Manluo's cheeks flushed, and she reached out and pinched his waist:
"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth!"
Chu Jin grabbed her rebellious hand, placed it on his lips and gently bit the fingertips, his eyes doting:
"Yes, yes, I am not very good at speaking."
He paused, tracing her eyebrows with his fingertips:
"Manluo, thank you for marrying me. It gives me a complete family, and it's the same for you."
These words touched the softest part of Manluo's heart.
She thought of the beatings and scoldings she suffered before she was seven years old, the hunger and cold she suffered while living on the streets, and how she was later taken in by Xiao Nanyue and risked her life for him. She never thought that one day she would have a home.
Her eyes suddenly warmed up and she shrank into his arms:
"I know."
Chu Jin tightened his arms and hugged her tighter.
"Starting tomorrow, you will be the mistress of the Imperial Master's Mansion. You have the final say in all matters within the mansion. If the servants disobey, tell your husband and I will break their legs."
Manluo was amused by him and looked up at him:
"...I want to eat the sweet cakes from that shop in the west of the city. Can you buy them for me tomorrow morning?"
"good."
Chu Jin agreed immediately and added:
"Not only candy cakes, whatever you want to eat, whether it's flying in the sky or swimming in the water, your husband will get it for you."
Manluo's heart softened. The man in front of her was willing to chase her to the ends of the earth, give her his heart and soul, and was also the father of her child. He was worthy of her giving her life to him.
I couldn't help but say sincerely:
"Chu Jin, thank you."
Chu Jin suddenly smiled, the smile spreading from the bottom of his eyes, making his eyebrows and eyes soften:
"From now on, don't call me Chu Jin all the time."
Manluo was startled and blinked: "What's that called?"
Chu Jin gently pinched her chin, making her look at him again, his eyes fixed on hers.
"Call me Jin."
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