The Young Husband Who Needs a Lucky Wedding (12)

Xue Ci's lips were so swollen from being kissed that they were twice their normal size.

Her fair skin was kissed until it turned a deep red, her cheeks were pink and moist, and her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, she looked like a beautiful flower that had been excessively licked, its petals drooping.

He leaned weakly against the headboard.

Then Qin Zhuo came closer again.

"No more kissing... um..." Xue Ci's words were cut off by burning lips.

Compared to his clumsy licking and biting earlier, Qin Zhuo was much better this time.

He took Xue Ci's lips into his mouth, pried them open, and, as if by instinct, dragged the young man's soft tongue out, licking his entire mouth, eating very deeply, making loud, ambiguous wet sounds.

Anyone who hears this voice will have their heart race and feel an intense sense of passion.

Qin Zhuo didn't know if he was unintentionally seduced by that luscious face, but he wondered why his wife, who was so pure and beautiful, looked so distressed with her red nose, making him so eager to make love to her.

"Mother, wife." Qin Zhuo called out to him, his whole body swollen and frightening, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a wild beast about to devour its small animals.

"My wife's mouth tastes so sweet, even her saliva tastes sweet. Did you eat some candy?"

Xue Ci was stunned by the kiss and it took her a while to realize that she had forgotten to retract her tongue.

He couldn't even hold back his drool, which soaked his chin.

He felt embarrassed and ashamed, never expecting that Qin Zhuo, that idiot, could be so fierce and passionate when kissing someone.

He said irritably, "You ate the maltose, okay?!"

Unfortunately, his angry voice had no intimidating power; instead, it only made people want to provoke him.

Qin Zhuo nuzzled Xue Ci with his head. "Wife... I really want you to help me step on it."

"...?"

Xue Ci was so angry that she turned her head away and refused to look at him.

Fortunately, Qin Zhuo wasn't too stupid. Seeing that he had kissed the person until they were breathless, he didn't dare to do anything too excessive.

He just stiffly helped Xue Ci to boil water and serve her a bath.

Xue Ci stepped into the tub, and the hot water made her bones feel like they were going to soften.

He leaned over the edge of the tub, his pink arms draped over the rim, a small smile playing on his lips.

I just want to pinch it no matter how I look at it.

Qin Zhuo squatted down beside the bucket, bringing his face close to it, staring intently at it with fascination.

Xue Ci's voice was soft. "... Don't look at me."

Qin Zhuo: "Xiao Ci, why won't you let me see it?"

Xue Ci: "Because you don't listen to me."

Qin Zhuo said, feeling wronged, "I stopped because my wife told me to."

Xue Ci felt he was lying, but his expression seemed quite sincere, and she didn't want to argue with someone who wasn't very bright.

However, Qin Zhuo pressed his advantage. "How about we be this affectionate every day from now on?"

"My wife..."

He whined and Xue Ci him kiss him, like a big dog.

Xue Ci finally nodded, annoyed.

Qin Zhuo chuckled twice, then scooped the fair-skinned beauty out of the hot water and carefully wiped the water droplets off her body.

Every part of the woman's body was like jade.

I really want to lick them all...

Qin Zhuo knew that he would anger people if he did not ask for their consent. He helped Xue Ci put on her undergarments, tucked her into the quilt, and then washed himself clean.

Hot and fragrant.

Qin Zhuo held Xue Ci in his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips as he drifted off to sleep.

*

Qin Wuzhen didn't sleep very well that night.

He was dreaming again.

This time, the situation was different. In her dream, Xue Ci didn't want him to touch her; her little face was serious, and she wouldn't even give him a glance.

"Xiao Ci, why are you ignoring me?"

Seeing that he was only facing away from her, Qin Wuzhen forcefully pulled him onto her lap, her long, slender fingers pinching his pink cheek. "Ignoring me, yet letting other men kiss you?"

Xue Ci's voice was filled with disgust. "He's my husband. If he can't kiss you, are you supposed to?"

Qin Wuzhen's heart sank, and she asked stiffly, "What if I were also your husband?"

Upon hearing his words, Xue Ci turned her head and looked at him with an incredulous expression.

"I only have one husband, and you are his elder brother, how could you..."

Qin Wuzhen entwined her fingers around his. "What if I'm willing to be a concubine?"

Xue Ci looked bewildered, as if deep in thought. After a moment, she asked, "Would you be willing to be a concubine?"

Qin Wuzhen: "I don't want to."

"If I were your husband, you would only have me, only me to kiss you, hold you, and spend the rest of your life with you."

Qin Wuzhen was so deeply impressed by Xue Ci's phrase "forever and ever" that he would occasionally experience auditory hallucinations.

Xue Ci's face fell. "Since you don't want to, then it can't be done."

I don't like you.

Qin Wuzhen's heart sank to the bottom. He wanted to grab Xue Ci's hand and forcefully pull him back into his arms, but when he reached out, he grasped only empty air.

When Qin Wuzhen woke up, a fierce wind was blowing outside. He got out of bed covered in cold sweat, grabbed an oil-paper umbrella and a lamp, and headed to the backyard.

He stopped near the artificial hill, looking down at the ground as if searching for something.

The rain was so heavy that the portraits Xue Ci drawn on the ground with stones during the day were washed away without a trace.

They couldn't keep them.

Even this last glimmer of hope couldn't be held onto.

Because his liking for someone is immoral; it's a delusion.

Qin Wuzhen stood in the courtyard for a long time.

As if she had figured something out, she returned to her room with her hair slightly damp.

*

Xue Ci found the recent tasks much more difficult.

Qin Zhuo listened to him; whenever he suggested going back to the Qin Family or the pharmacy, Qin Zhuo would nod and agree without even asking.

What troubled him was Qin Wuzhen.

I don't know why, but in the past month, whenever I went to see Qin Wuzhen, he was either making house calls or had important business to attend to, so busy that I couldn't even get a word in edgewise before he left.

The progress bar has stopped.

With the deadline for the task of "stealing Qin Wuzhen's handkerchief" fast approaching, Xue Ci simply pretended to be sick and stayed in the pharmacy for two days in a row, saying that her heart hurt, she felt uncomfortable, and that she felt tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe.

With the recent pleasant weather, Qin Zhuo has been preparing various dishes for him. Xue Ci's fair skin and rosy lips make him look anything but sickly.

Qin Wuzhen glanced at Xue Ci and knew she was faking illness. He asked Jing Yun to get some qi-tonifying medicine while he continued writing the prescription with his brush.

Xue Ci was at her wit's end and started acting like a rogue. "You didn't even look at me, you didn't even take my pulse, and you think there's nothing wrong with me?"

Qin Wuzhen didn't look up, his voice cold and clear. "Your lips are red, so your chest shouldn't feel tight."

For the first time, Xue Ci felt that Qin Wuzhen so heartless. Was his previous kindness towards her due to his illness? Now that he was better, did he think he could treat her however he pleased?

He really is a doctor.

Qin Wuzhen was right; Xue Ci was indeed faking illness.

Upon hearing the OOC warning, the young man dared not act recklessly any longer, biting his lip and standing there helplessly.

Qin Zhuo Xue Ci looked unhappy, Qin Zhuo took his hand and said, "Brother, why don't you take a look at my wife? She said she's feeling unwell, so she must be."

Xue Ci heard Qin Zhuo completely on her side and was about to echo him when she heard her silly husband's shy voice—

"As for the red lips... it's because I kiss them every day."

"..." Xue Ci really wanted to cover this idiot's mouth. He secretly glanced at Qin Wuzhen, whose face was indifferent, lips were tightly pressed, and a cold aura emanated from him.

She must have been bothered and found him annoying.

Xue Ci sat back down listlessly in the corner.

He wasn't willing to leave until the mission was completed, and planned to look for another opportunity.

Fortunately, he usually liked to stay here reading books and picking herbs, so no one found it strange that he lingered there.

Upon hearing that Jing Yun and the others were going to gather herbs today, Xue Ci decided to go along as well. Qin Wuzhen remained silent, preparing his bamboo basket without saying a word.

It was the same mountain again. This was Xue Ci's second time here. This time, she was in better physical condition than last time, and she only ran out of energy halfway up the mountain.

Qin Zhuo carried him on his back and continued climbing.

Xue Ci leaned closer to the man and whispered, "Just keep following Big Brother."

Qin Zhuo honestly replied with an "Oh".

He lowered his brows, then looked up at Qin Wuzhen's tall and imposing figure.

"My wife..." His voice was tinged with a bittersweet disappointment.

Xue Ci hummed in response. "What's wrong?"

Qin Zhuo swallowed his words: "It's nothing."

My wife has become increasingly reliant on her elder brother lately. But upon closer reflection, this makes perfect sense; her elder brother is far superior to her in every way, so it's normal that Xue Ci doesn't like him.

Qin Zhuo suddenly spoke up again, "Wife, I want to go to school."

Going to school is a good thing, but it would never happen to Qin Zhuo. Xue Ci was about to ask why when she heard the progress bar rise.

It seems the protagonist has learned to be ambitious!

The progress bar, which hadn't moved in a long time, finally started to move. Xue Ci said excitedly, "Great! We'll go tell Mom tomorrow that I want to go with you too!"

Qin Zhuo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, instantly banishing the thought from his mind and turning back into a smug fool.

After hearing that Qin Wuzhen was going to spend a lot of money to buy medicinal herbs, the hunters and farmers in the mountains began to cultivate medicinal herbs, so that some common medicinal materials no longer needed to be collected from the steep cliffs.

Seeing that Qin Wuzhen and his disciples had separated and gone to another field, Xue Ci asked Qin Zhuo to put her down.

"I'm going to bring water to my older brother." He picked up the water bottle and hugged it to his chest.

The kettle looked so heavy, as if it would break the young man's fragile wrist.

Qin Zhuo said with heartache, "Wife, I'll go with you, I'll get it."

Xue Ci away.

Fearing that Qin Zhuo would see him stealing the handkerchief, he refused her request and told Qin Zhuo not to follow him.

"I'll be back soon."

Qin Zhuo wore a sullen, displeased expression.

Xue Ci coaxed, "I'm just going to deliver some water. If you behave well, I'll grant your request from last night."

It's unclear what the two discussed last night, or what specific requests they made. After Xue Ci finished speaking, Qin Zhuo's breathing suddenly became much heavier.

His voice was hoarse. "Then, my lady, don't lie to me. Watch your step."

Qin Zhuo was obedient; he really did not move when told to stay in place.

With the mission imminent, Xue Ci ran all the way, but instead of finding Qin Wuzhen Qin Wuzhen, she caught a glimpse of his outer garment.

Handkerchiefs are usually placed inside outer garments.

Xue Ci, like a cat, sneaked over and rummaged through the clothes.

He rarely did anything wrong, and a blush crept onto his cheeks; even his breathing trembled.

Thankfully, it was found.

Xue Ci her fist, bent down slightly, and subconsciously smelled the other person's handkerchief.

His nose wrinkled, and after catching only a faint smell of medicine, he seemed satisfied.

However, the next moment, her slender, fair wrist was gripped tightly—

Xue Ci was so frightened that her hands trembled violently, and the handkerchief fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Qin Wuzhen's voice was cold and hard, as if he really thought he was a thief.

Xue Ci stared blankly, hesitated for a moment when questioned by the man, then opened her lips as if to say something.

But my mind went completely blank, with only the sound of the mission countdown remaining.

My nose suddenly felt sore and achy.

What's wrong with Qin Wuzhen lately?

Why... why... the mission is going to fail.

Why are you being so mean to me...?

Xue Ci vented her temper on the other person, and her eyes quickly welled up with tears.

"My hands are dirty, and I'm looking for a handkerchief in your clothes, are you going to yell at me?"

Qin Wuzhen was taken aback and released his grip.

"I'm sorry." Qin Wuzhen wasn't used to comforting people, let alone someone he liked. He froze on the spot, and after a long pause, he stiffly said, "I was wrong."

"It's all my fault."

It's all his fault; he couldn't even sever his ties with me.

Just now, he even fantasized that Xue Ci might like him a little.

Author's Note:

You can't force someone to do something they're not willing to do.

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