Raiders of Hua Hua Qian Jin's Wife

The next day, Saturday, was a cold day with light rain.

Pan Linxi doesn't like rainy days; Zhong Nihong doesn't like rainy days either.

They nestled on the bed, snuggled together, listened to music, kissed, and watched movies; they didn't need to get out of bed, room, or eat breakfast.The room was insanely warm.

"ICan'tThinkStraight" was playing on the tablet.

They have seen this old movie before, and now they are revisiting it together.

After the movie was over, the two kissed each other.

Zhong Nihong has many tricks, but he always catches people by surprise.

She intentionally kissed so loudly that Pan Linxi, who was ticklish, couldn't help laughing out loud after being kissed by her.

The atmosphere in the room is cheerful and warm, and the picture looks sweet and greasy.

Neither of them wanted to stop, so they kept kissing each other, kissing ears, hair, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, and then mouth...

Zhong Nihong kissed Pan Linxi everywhere, and then said, "Pan, now it's your turn."

It was as if she had finished teaching, and now it was Pan Linxi's turn to practice as a student.

Pan Linxi smiled lazily and started to act.

"It's not like this—" Zhong Nihong corrected, "You can't kiss so hard, please think carefully about how I kissed you just now, and it must be gentle and aggressive."

Pan Linxi was at a loss, how could he be gentle yet aggressive?

She practiced patiently, and gradually, Zhong Nihong stopped talking.

It should be satisfied.

The kissing practice was over, and they continued to lie in bed with nothing to do.

At this moment, they are very satisfied, satisfied with being able to hug each other at this moment; satisfied with each other's just right body temperature and breath that will never get tired; and satisfied with the fact that the person they like is liking them and is beside them.

On this cold weekend morning in the deep winter, the breath and body temperature of my beloved is clinging to me, warming me.This is something that Pan Linxi never dared to imagine before.

"Pan, I'm so lucky!" Zhong Nihong didn't want to turn his back on Pan Linxi, turned around, and nestled into her warm and soft chest like a kitten.

"Oh!" Pan Linxi looked calm on the surface, but his heart skipped a beat.

Can Zhong Nihong now read her mind without even looking at her?

Luckily, it was exactly what she felt in her heart at this moment.

She found that the secret joy of being in love with her lover turned into a string of sweet threads, entangled her whole heart.

Pan Linxi gently fiddled with Zhong Nihong's black hair, not revealing how happy she was at the moment.

"I hate it! Why is your response so cold?" Zhong Nihong was so angry that he pinched her under the quilt and wrapped her feet around her.

"I—" Pan Linxi was embarrassed to talk about love, but she didn't want to make Zhong Nihong unhappy, "Zhong Nihong, I'm luckier than you!" Confidentially.

"You deserve it!"

At this time, Zhong Nihong's hands were suddenly held by Pan Linxi, and her feet were pressed against her, so she bit her body playfully, with just the right amount of force, and the two of them were playing.

"What does it mean to be so?"

"Don't you think I'm really nice?"

"Zhong Nihong, you're really—brassy."

Pan Linxi knew that Zhong Nihong was not an exaggeration, she was just that good: appearance, talent, character, family background...all were superior to others.

Because both feet were still being suppressed by Pan Linxi, Zhong Nihong didn't stop, but intensified the bite between his teeth.

The ticklish Pan Linxi let go of Zhong Nihong as expected.

"Can you stop being naughty!"

"No." Zhong Nihong provocatively continued to nibble.

"It's itchy." Pan Linxi couldn't resist, and continued to back away.

"Don't run away, woo woo woo," Zhong Nihong posted.

"Don't make trouble, just hug like this. It's too cold, you'll catch a cold if you lift the quilt."

"Hmph! Boring woman."

"Zhong Nihong, am I really that boring?" After being told several times, Pan Linxi couldn't help but wonder if he was really a little boring, even though he always enjoyed himself.

"You don't know what to do?"

"How can I have a tree in my heart?"

"Hahaha... Pan, you are so cold!"

"You're amused, I'm not boring."

"Fool, if you're really boring, how can I—"

"What?" Pan Linxi forced her.

"Think for yourself." Zhong Nihong became impatient.

Not particularly eager, she just wanted to get closer to her.

Pan Linxi seldom reveals her emotions and is not good at expressing them.

Zhong Nihong had to rely on body language to perceive her liking for her.

"Zhong Nihong, it's comfortable to hold you."

"Pan Linxi, holding a big star, is it only to the level of being comfortable and ordinary? Shouldn't it be the level of being so happy, bursting with happiness, and really melting?"

"You know, I'm not that intense."

"Oh! How long has it been? It's only been sixteen days since New Year's Day, and you're tired? Back and forth, it's only 25 times in total. Pan, you're just—tired!"

"Zhong Nihong, it's okay to remember what to do so clearly! Could it be that you have a small notebook?"

"Hey, these 25 times, I still worked hard on several times, don't you feel very ashamed of the title of Gongjian?"

"Hahaha……"

Zhong Nihong's tone is really cute.Pan Linxi couldn't hold back anymore.

"Laughing fart! When can I have a hundred times! A thousand times, ten thousand times, huh?..."

Pan Linxi pinched the tip of her nose unconsciously, "Have you forgotten? We only have one year to get married, [-] times a year, you think too much, according to what you said, there are thirty or forty times a day on average—"

"Hehe! Dare to say it!! If I guarantee it every day, I will be satisfied."

"So, are you disliking me for not doing my duty?"

"You should ask yourself, check yourself three times a day, have you fulfilled your responsibilities, have you fulfilled your responsibilities?..."

"Well, no matter how you say it today, you have to reach No. 30 times."

Pan Linxi blocked Zhong Nihong's red lips that kept complaining...

After the two of them warmed up for a while, it was already afternoon after taking a slow bath.

"Pan, I'm going to faint from hunger."

"There was leftover rice last night, how about making fried rice?"

"Are you going to let people eat this?"

"Isn't the most important thing——" Pan Linxi smiled, she had nothing to do with the coquettish Zhong Nihong, "Did I do it for you myself?"

"Oh, then eat as hard as you can!" Zhong Nihong smiled lightly, she tilted her head, and looked out the window lazily.

The bright glass windows were wet with cold rain, and the world outside was dark and damp and cold.

The electric radiator was turned on in the room, and the orange light was intertwined with the soft aroma from the women who had just bathed. This warm and bright space formed a strong contrast with the outside world.

Pan Linxi started to get busy.

She is very capable of living alone, preparing dishes, beating eggs, heating pans, pouring oil...

Not long after, the seaweed and egg drop soup for two people came out of the pot.

There was a mixed aroma of food in the air, which made the two of them even more hungry.

Followed by fried rice is also very fast.

Zhong Nihong sat at the dining table, staring at her swiftly without blinking. A kind of warmth that she had never experienced before warmed her heart. She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Pan Lin's back.

"Zhong Nihong, help me get two plates."

When Pan Linxi turned around, Zhong Nihong took a snapshot. The angle was very good. It not only captured the usual indifference in her expression, because she was cooking, but also eased the alienation when she was silent.

"Okay." She put away her phone, got up and walked towards the cupboard.

"Why are you photographing me? I look ugly in an apron."

Zhong Nihong squatted and opened the cupboard, "I like the way you wash my hands and make soup for me in an apron."

Pan Linxi turned off the fire, "Zhong Nihong, in this case, don't you prefer servants?"

Holding a plate in one hand, Zhong Nihong walked up to Pan Linxi, her eyes fixed, and then she handed over the plate in her right hand first, "You! Why don't you understand my heart?"

"Just kidding." Pan Linxi saw that Zhong Nihong's color was wrong, and only then realized that his joke was not measured properly.

When Pan Linxi went to pick up the dishes, Zhong Nihong didn't let go immediately, she said, "I don't like such jokes."

"Oh." Pan Linxi wanted to say, there was no need to be so serious, but the words rolled to his lips and he endured them.

"The rice smells delicious, and the color looks good." Zhong Nihong jumped the topic, "I'm really hungry."

Pan Linxi said nothing, and quickly shoveled the fried beef rice onto the plate.

Zhong Nihong walked to the dining table with a plate in his hand.

Putting down the pot and shovel, when Pan Linxi was about to take off her apron, Zhong Nihong came back again, "I'll help you."

Pan Linxi's hands that were about to untie the belt suddenly froze. It was the apron that Zhong Nihong helped her wear just now.

She was not used to this kind of intimacy at first, but now she no longer rejects such things as feeding each other, sharing a glass of water, or helping to untie an apron.

"Your hobby—" She paused.She meant that she liked the fact that her apron was helping her.

Zhong Nihong had already come behind her, "How is it?"

"Special enough."

"Yeah, I'm just that special. You didn't realize it before?!"

It seemed to be a joke, but it also seemed to be blaming.

Pan Linxi felt that Zhong Nihong's words seemed to have other meanings.

"Ah—don't touch your hands."

Pan Linxi was very ticklish, but Zhong Nihong wanted to touch her waist.

"Don't let me touch my wife, do you want me to touch others?!"

"..."

This logic—Pan Linxi was irrefutable.

"Eat first, I'll spare you!" Zhong Nihong said as if he was apologizing.

Sitting down face to face, while watching Zhong Nihong serve the soup, Pan Linxi endured it and endured it again, and said, "Actually, I really like to wash your hands and make soup for you."

"I knew it a long time ago." Zhong Nihong took it for granted.

Pan Linxi was very unconvinced, "When did it happen?"

"Well—" Zhong Nihong pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes sparkled with a sly smile, "I won't tell you!"

"It's boring."

Zhong Nihong was most afraid that others would say that she was boring, so she immediately confessed, "It should be the time you fried pineapple for me. That's right, it was that time."

"You don't want to eat pineapple, do you?"

"A little bit. I haven't eaten for a long time."

"...Are there pineapples in winter?"

"Yes, you can buy pineapples all year round."

"Well, let's go to the fruit shop after dinner."

"It's too cold to go out."

After Zhong Nihong finished speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to his mouth to sip.

"Eat first." Pan Linxi lowered her head, she was almost starving.

After eating, Zhong Nihong volunteered to wash the dishes.

Pan Linxi was worried about letting the eldest lady do the housework alone, so she stood beside her and washed with her.

The two of them are just like when they were on the love variety show, one washes and the other rinses, and they cooperate naturally and tacitly.

Their slender and slim figures are very close together, looking like twin flowers.

The sound of running water from the faucet was like the white waves rushing ashore in summer, hitting their hearts one after another.

After packing up everything, Zhong Nihong stretched his waist gently like a kitten, "I'm sleepy again, let's go back to bed!"

Pan Linxi laughed at her, "How long have you only woken up!"

"In this kind of weather, it should fit into the bed."

"If you sleep any more, you won't be able to sleep at night." Pan Linxi resisted very much.

As an office worker, her schedule is much more regular than that of Zhong Nihong

"If you can't sleep at night, it's a big deal to do something else! You know, you didn't achieve [-] times just now." Zhong Nihong deliberately spoke with resentment.

"Zhong Nihong, can you think of something else?"

"No! You have to do what you said."

Pan Linxi's teeth itch with hatred, and there's nothing he can do about her.

"Go to sleep, I'll read a book for a while."

"No, I want you to hold me."

Pan Linxi wanted to resist, but when Zhong Nihong pulled, she followed into the room.

When Zhong Nihong fell asleep, she got out of bed, left the room, and went to the fruit shop.

About half an hour later, she returned with a cold body.

On the bed, Zhong Nihong was still sleeping.

Pan Linxi got under the quilt, the world with the clock neon was as warm as she imagined.

At this time, Zhong Nihong grabbed her cold hands coldly, "Pan, did you secretly buy pineapples?"

"How did you wake up?—"

"My grandma used to be the best to me, but now," Zhong Nihong stuck to Pan Linxi's arms, "Pan, you are the best person to me in this world."

"It's just a little thing—"

"Most of the good things are hidden in the little things."

"Oh."

Pan Linxi inhaled the moist nasal cavity, retracted his arms, and hugged Zhong Nihong tightly.

Zhong Nihong kept rubbing forward, and stuck even tighter.

"My mum just called me and said my dad asked me to take you home tomorrow night," she said.

"That's it."

Is Zhong Nihong's father planning to admit their marriage?or else-

Pan Linxi became uneasy.

Every time Zhong Nihong mentioned her mother, the word "mother", she always called it very differently and very beautifully.Pan Linxi liked to listen to it very much.