The Young Husband Who Needed a Wedding for Luck (21)

Xue Ci sometimes felt that Qin Zhuo wasn't stupid.

At least in some aspects, they learn very quickly.

They even know more than he does.

The fool's tongue was like that of a carnivorous beast—rough, resilient, long, and nimble. Seeing Xue Ci forced against the bedside, her lips tightly bitten in her mouth, her beautiful brows furrowed as if she were struggling with whether to agree, he hurriedly leaned his face closer.

My wife is indeed saying one thing and meaning another; she probably actually wants me to serve her.

It must be because he served you too well and made you feel too comfortable.

After he wet the bed last time, he secretly read a book. It wasn't bedwetting; he just felt too good from being made to do that.

Xue Ci is only acting this way because she's comfortable.

No wonder she made that sound like a kitten in heat; her eyebrows and eyes were wet, and the mist in her eyes was neither clear nor solid.

The fair neck arches gracefully, highlighting the small, barely noticeable Adam's apple.

The body would be soft and exude the scent of ripe fruit; even the slightest touch to the waist would make one tremble violently, arching the body and causing the back to quiver slightly.

The smell alone is irresistible.

Xue Ci at this moment was quite different from her usual quiet and gentle self, but he loved her no matter what.

He gets excited even from a single glance.

This is how it was when we first met.

The same is true now.

Xue Ci's earlobes turned pink as her ankle was gripped. Her smooth skin was rubbed back and forth by the rough calluses in the man's hands, and the area in his hands immediately turned red. Her instep arched taut, as if it had been stimulated and covered with a layer of fine goosebumps.

Qin Zhuo felt increasingly hot.

He felt he should be serving them well, and he studied this even more diligently than his schoolwork, so how could he not improve?

Xue Ci was in a dilemma.

Trying to refuse, but OOC (Out of Character) warnings keep going off.

"So annoying..." He frowned, still being pestered by Qin Zhuo like a dog.

He unconsciously bites his lip when he's deep in thought; it's a little habit of his.

"Wife, don't bite your lip..."

Qin Zhuo had already noticed this. While tenderly telling Xue Ci not to bite, he moved his mouth closer and took Xue Ci's place, holding her full lips in his mouth.

Xue Ci's lips are beautifully shaped, plump and fleshy, making you want to bite them as you kiss them.

"Hmm..."

He couldn't help but bite, much harder than Xue Ci herself could bite his lips.

Can you expect a stupid dog not to lick and gnaw on the tender bone it's been longing for?

Obviously not.

Xue Ci struggling, hoping to finish the kiss quickly, get it over with, and forget about doing other things.

He even deliberately lifted his face and moved it to a fixed position so that his chin wouldn't be forced and his neck wouldn't get sore from looking up.

Unfortunately, all the men he met were tall and large, and each of them had strange ideas about him.

When forced to kiss, my neck often aches from tilting it back, even when I'm being kissed while being held on my lap.

This is the experience Xue Ci has gained from being kissed in so many worlds.

How pitiful must one be to deliberately try to suffer less?

However, Qin Zhuo suddenly stopped.

Xue Ci it was over, her eyes filled with hope. "Should we... should we rest now?"

As a result, Qin Zhuo slapped his already dull head, making him even dumber.

"I forgot, I have a slight cold, I can't pass it on to my wife!"

"..."

Xue Ci nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Then get some rest."

His lips were already incredibly red from just that biting, and Qin Zhuo's gaze was burning with desire. "I want to lick my wife's lips again... I want to serve my wife..."

Xue Ci felt that he couldn't reason with a fool, and he also discovered that although Qin Zhuo was easy to coax, he could also be quite stubborn at times.

Seeing that it hadn't been rejected, the big dog immediately pressed its advantage, sticking its head out—which it thought was furry but prickly to Xue Ci's tender thighs—towards her.

Xue Ci sobbed softly, trying to exhale several times in one breath.

His entire face looked both ripe and dazed, damp and sticky, with his eyes and brows slightly unfocused.

His flushed little face was half-hidden in the pillow, and occasionally his eyes would clear, and you could hear the other person swallowing loudly.

Was it intentional...?

Where, where would there be so much water?

He didn't drink that much water, and there were no strange seams on his body.

Those people were deliberately trying to embarrass him and provoke him; that's why they said those things.

Xue Ci thought angrily, mustered her strength, raised her foot and stepped on Qin Zhuo's head, forcefully kicking him away.

However, compared to Qin Zhuo's stiff hair, his soles were much softer, and the pricks made his feet both painful and numb.

A charcoal fire burned in the room, Xue Ci was covered in a fine layer of sweat. Under the dim oil lamp, her soft body seemed to be covered with something crystalline.

Qin Zhuo stared intently.

Is she some kind of fairy?

Even at this moment, with her body covered in a fine layer of sweat and her cheeks damp and red, clearly showing signs of having just been licked, Qin Zhuo still felt that Xue Ci was some kind of Bodhisattva reincarnated, the kind that was not to be profaned.

His throat felt hot and burning, and his whole body felt like it was on fire, stinging and uncomfortable.

He really wanted Xue Ci to step on it and touch it for him, but he felt that these things would really get Xue Ci dirty.

As long as my wife is comfortable, that's all that matters.

Qin Zhuo dared not be presumptuous any longer. His burning body moved closer to Xue Ci. His handsome and aloof face made him appear at first glance to be a taciturn and good-looking man, but unfortunately, he was still a dog at heart.

He knew Xue Ci would be disgusted by the liquid on his face, even though he thought it tasted sweet and delicious. He knew that if these things got on Xue Ci, she would definitely be angry.

Qin Zhuo didn't want to see even a trace of disgust or aversion on Xue Ci's face.

That would be a fatal blow to him.

He was all warm and cozy, rubbing against and hugging Xue Ci, seemingly very satisfied with these intimate little actions, making low, muffled sounds of pleasure.

"My wife, I like you so much..." Qin Zhuo was clueless about love. He could hardly understand most of the teasing others directed at him, but when it came to liking Xue Ci, he was very firm.

"My wife, I love you so much."

He said it again, nuzzling against Xue Ci's ear in a sticky, affectionate way, and asked again.

"My wife, do you like me even a little bit?"

"Just a little bit!"

Xue Ci really didn't want to lie to him. He didn't dislike her, but if he liked her... Xue Ci was too oblivious to realize this feeling yet.

Perhaps because she hadn't received a reply from him for a long time, Qin Zhuo hugged him tightly, so tightly that it was impossible to breathe. This reminded Xue Ci of the time when she was almost hit by a car while crossing the street, and her grandmother had hugged her just like that.

It's like she's terrified of losing him.

Does Qin Zhuo think so too?

He recalled his grandmother's anxious and tearful appearance at the time, and vaguely felt that Qin Zhuo was also about to cry.

Such a tall person, and still crying.

At least, don't make him sad.

Xue Ci her body to the side, laboriously raised her arm, and rubbed his head.

He couldn't bring himself to lie and say he liked it, so he simply complimented her, saying, "You're very nice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Qin Zhuo become excited again, and he could even see his tail wagging incessantly behind him.

She's easy to coax.

I just really like... that kind of thing.

Xue Ci thought vaguely.

He didn't need to worry about the cleaning. In fact, in ancient times, it wasn't convenient for him to bathe every day; the whole process would take several hours, especially in winter.

Qin Zhuo was happy to do these tiring and heavy jobs, and while doing them, she whispered in his ear in a low, hoarse voice.

"My wife, you're so fair-skinned."

"That area is so pink..."

I've been thinking about it again.

Xue Ci's eyelashes, whether from the steam in the bucket or from being wet with tears, were twitching as she stroked them. Her eyes were tightly closed, but her lips were swollen from being kissed so much.

Upon hearing his words, her face showed obvious resistance, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

A person who is sweet all over speaks as if pouring out hot honey.

The voice was like sweet, soft honey, gently falling into my ears.

"I already let you eat... that."

"I'm only giving you food."

Xue Ci shy and wouldn't even say something like "sweet water."

He lied to Qin Zhuo, yet surprisingly felt he hadn't done anything wrong.

I'm so scared, I'll wet the bed again like last time.

Even though she had been with other men, this world had only ever allowed Qin Zhuo to be so close to her.

It's not exactly a scam.

Judging from Qin Zhuo's expression, he was quite happy.

Xue Ci felt he had become bad; he felt that his current appearance made him seem like he was trying to hook up with men.

But drowsiness overwhelmed him, and he couldn't care less about anything else, so he whispered in a coquettish voice, "Sleepy..."

Qin Zhuo was completely stiff. Hearing Xue Ci say that, he dared not think of anything else. He immediately said "Oh" and stopped making any other requests, focusing on helping Xue Ci take a bath.

That was awesome!

I can help someone as beautiful as my wife take a bath.

No one else can get a chance to wash.

For the first time in his life, Qin Zhuo didn't envy Qin Wuzhen as much. In his eyes, Qin Wuzhen, as the elder brother, seemed to be able to solve all kinds of troublesome problems. Nothing could stump him. He was not only knowledgeable but also had such a superior appearance.

Almost everyone who meets him speaks highly of him.

But he was different. Few people remembered his name, and the looks they gave him were either pity or mockery.

He was aware of all this, and gradually he began to feel like a moldy mushroom.

But Xue Ci different. The young master, as dazzling as the bright moon in the sky, would treat him kindly, pat his head, and praise him.

At this moment, Qin Zhuo no longer envied Qin Wuzhen.

He has people who praise him, and he has merits that only Xue Ci can see.

Qin Zhuo's eyes burned with desire, overwhelmed by the love surging in his chest.

He pulled Xue Ci out of the water, dried her off, changed her into clean undergarments, tucked her into the cleaned quilt, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt in.

Then he secretly rubbed Xue Ci's cheek with his hand.

He chuckled twice, then took another bath in Xue Ci's tub, trying to get as much of the same scent as her.

Pouring water, washing clothes, washing sheets... By the time Qin Zhuo finished all this, it was already past midnight. Xue Ci was fast asleep, emitting even, shallow breaths.

Qin Zhuo carefully got into bed and hugged Xue Ci's waist.

He remains energetic.

The moonlight slanted down from outside, casting a soft, divine glow on Xue Ci's brows and eyes.

Qin Zhuo stared, dumbfounded.

This person, who's like a little fairy, seems to like me a little.

I am so happy.

You must serve your wife well for the rest of your life.

With these sweet thoughts in mind, Qin Zhuo drifted off into a beautiful dream.

However, some of his time was then taken away to work at the Song Family's dye shop.

Here's what happened. The Song Family were self-made small-town businessmen, and other relatives naturally wanted to get their children into the business so they could get a share of the profits.

This relative of the Song Family studied diligently for ten years but failed to achieve any official rank. He was the only one in the family who had studied a lot, so the Song Family hired him as an accountant at a dye shop.

At first, he was diligent and conscientious, but later he somehow developed a gambling addiction and started falsifying accounts.

The Song Family wasn't stupid. Although they weren't very well-educated, they knew the money was suspicious. They secretly investigated and finally caught their distant cousin.

"Uncle Song, you're my own uncle, please forgive me this time!"

This is a plot point in the original story. The Song Family did forgive their good-for-nothing cousin out of consideration for their kinship and their status as scholars. However, his gambling addiction was unchanging, and he went even further, eventually emptying the Song Family's coffers by half.

The Song Family was anxious, Xue Ci naturally anxious as well, and her body also became weak.

This is part of the reason why he couldn't keep up after being locked in the woodshed for a few days.

Xue Ci was actually very reluctant to let the Song Family suffer this loss. They ran a small business and were frugal themselves, but they were willing to spend money on him.

Xue Ci was very grateful to them.

But he can't change the plot on his own.

The cousin's parents were still trying to persuade him, saying, "We're willing to make up for it."

Seeing that Madam Liu was about to soften her heart, Xue Ci risked rewinding the progress bar and grabbed Madam Liu's sleeve.

Before he could say anything, Qin Wuzhen, who had stayed up all night in the study, came over.

He had stayed up all night, and his expression was colder than usual. The bruises and exhaustion under his eyes gave him a menacing look, and his aura was so strong that the few relatives who were pestering him took a few steps back.

That night, Qin Wuzhen meticulously organized the Song Family's accounts from the past few years and laid them out clearly in front of the group of people. Song's father took the account book, flipped through several pages, and discovered that the other party had embezzled far more than just the money on the surface.

They even saved a lot of money on imported fabrics.

Honesty is essential in business; cutting corners is a major taboo. Mr. Song's face turned ashen; this had clearly crossed his bottom line.

The person on the other end, seeing that their scheme had been exposed, looked embarrassed but couldn't bear to give up this easy target. So they started playing the emotional card, pointing to Xue Ci and saying how much they had taken care of her when she was seriously ill.

It would have been better if she hadn't brought it up, because once it was, Madam Liu was furious. "Xiao Ci's illness is entirely due to Doctor Qin and Qin Zhuo, what does it have to do with you? Did you contribute a single penny or a single bit of effort?"

Xue Ci in from the side, "I don't know any of them."

Madam Liu didn't care about saving face anymore. What was face worth? She gripped Xue Ci's cool hand tightly and angrily told her to pay back the money and get out of there.

With several servants and workers from the Song Family present, along with the burly, cold-faced Qin Zhuo and Qin Wuzhen, who looked like he could write a lawsuit for the county magistrate, they had no chance of winning and could only slink away in disgrace.

The first thing the Song Family did afterward was to inquire about the embezzled money, which had all been gambled away and was unlikely to be recovered. Their goal was simply to get the other party to jail and prevent them from doing anything desperate to the Song Family.

Secondly, after these people left, the few who were on good terms with them at the dye shop also left, Song Family couldn't find so many workers for a while.

Just as he was worrying, Qin Zhuo stepped forward and said that he was strong and capable of working.

His strength was obvious to all, but the Song Family had arranged for him to marry into the family to bring good luck, so it felt unreasonable to make him do chores as well.

Qin Zhuo himself didn't care at all; he didn't even give up going to school.

Xue Ci looked at him with admiration after learning that Qin Wuzhen could reconcile the accounts after staying up all night.

Xue Ci would definitely be attracted to a talented man.

He needs to improve in both literary and martial arts to be worthy of her.

Finally, the Song Family paid Qin Zhuo before they allowed him to go over and help out that night.

And just like that, the troubles in the Song Family were easily resolved. Qin Zhuo went to school during the day, and after school went to the dye shop, not returning until midnight.

Xue Ci had already gone to sleep by then.

Qin Zhuo could only sneak a sniff; there was nothing else she could do.

During this period, the progress bar surged.

It seems the protagonist still needs to focus on his career.

Xue Ci was very satisfied; without Qin Zhuo, his life had not been affected in any way.

Qin Wuzhen naturally took over the work that Qin Zhuo had originally been taking care of.

Xue Ci initially felt uncomfortable, but as Qin Wuzhen became more attentive than Qin Zhuo, he gradually got used to it and began to subconsciously rely on Qin Wuzhen.

When I'm bored, I sometimes go to the pharmacy.

In his spare time, Qin Wuzhen would teach him to identify medicinal herbs. As spring was coming to an end, some wild herbs needed to be harvested and planted at this time, and he needed to go to the mountains to teach the hunters and villagers how to cultivate them.

Xue Ci found it interesting and grabbed his sleeve, wanting to follow.

The spring chill lingered, Xue Ci was no longer the sickly young man who would pant after just a few steps. However, climbing mountains was still too taxing for him.

In the end, Qin Wuzhen carried him back.

Being carried on Qin Zhuo's back and being carried on Qin Wuzhen's back are two different feelings.

Qin Zhuo's body was steaming hot, and after taking a few steps, she would rub her head against his and talk to him, being very clingy.

Qin Wuzhen very quiet, her body temperature was warm, more like a gentle stream.

Xue Ci had no idea that this seemingly indifferent man was actually the madst dog.

He was very satisfied with his recent life and trusted his brother completely.

Until one day, Qin Wuzhen helped him by massaging his acupoints.

After recovering, Xue Ci didn't feel as sleepy as usual. Although Qin Wuzhen made her drowsy, she was still somewhat conscious.

His eyes were closed, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep—

Suddenly, my chest felt cold.

This is...

Xue Ci in her breath.

The next moment, something sticky and soft came licking up.

Its nimble tongue, like a snake's tongue, made Xue Ci's skin flush pink.

Even if Xue Ci was slow to understand, she finally got it.

Qin Wuzhen was doing something very lewd to him.

Author's Note:

Big brother's been found out, hehe.

It will probably take two more chapters before I can eat it, brother.

I'm late, so as punishment, I have to show you all an adorable Xue Ci from the character card [poor face].