Chapter 135
Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Translator: 549690339
âXueâer, I wonât let myself get hurt, and I definitely wonât let you marry someone else. In this lifetime, you can only be my wife, Chu Molinâs.â Chu Molinâs domineering words rang in Qin Xueâs ears.
Qin Xue couldnât help but smile at the manâs seriousness.
âJust because you say you wonât get hurt doesnât mean you wonât. Are accidents at work something that can be avoided just by saying they wonât happen? I really want to crack open your head and see how Itâs constructed.â Qin Xue thought.
How could he assume that everything would go according to his plan?
Chu Molin reached out and touched Qin Xueâs belly, feeling the fetal movement beneath his hand.
âXueâer, even if I donât live for myself, I will live for you and our child. So you have to believe in me, okay?â When had Chu Molin ever spoken so humbly?
Now, in order to make his little wife believe in him, he had lowered himself.
âAlright, Iâll believe you this time. Speaking of injuries, how is your wound?â Qin Xue remembered that he was still injured.
âItâs fine, Itâs mostly healed already. Itâs really strange, isnât it? In the past, when I got hurt like this, it would take about a month to fully recover.
But now, itâs only been a few days and the wound has already scabbed over. Isnât that strange?â Chu Molin said this deliberately to get Qin Xueâs mind off the topic.
Qin Xueâs heart skipped a beat. Oh no! Could this man be trying to dig up her secrets?
She forced an awkward laugh: âHehe, really? Maybe your constitution has improved, so you recover faster?â
Chu Molin looked at his little wifeâs unnatural expression but didnât expose her lame excuse.
It was clearly her doing, yet she still tried to fob him off with such an excuse. Nobody but Qin Xue would dare to do this.
âMhm, if Xueâer says so, then it must be.â Chu Molin said, holding her hand and walking slowly.
Time passed peacefully, and the two walked countless circles. Only when Qin Xue grew tired and wanted to return did Chu Molin accompany her back.
âXueâer, sit down and Iâll fetch hot water for you to shower.â Chu Molin had already been heating water while preparing the chicken soup, so it was hot when they returned.
âAlright, Iâll go get my clothes.â Qin Xue went back to the room to fetch her pajamas.
Just like the night before, Qin Xue mixed some spiritual spring water and sprinkled peach blossoms into it for her bath, filling the room with the fragrance of flowers.
After her shower, she collected the peach blossoms into her space and fetched a bucket of spirit spring water for Chu Molinâs shower.
Maybe she could refine some floral essential oil from the peach blossoms. That way, she could just add a few drops instead of having to put out peach blossoms every time they showered.
Perfect, she would look for refining tools in the county town tomorrow.
âChu Molin, Iâm done. You can shower now.â Qin Xue wore black pajamas tonight.
Chu Molin had been resting with his eyes closed. Upon hearing Qin Xueâs voice, he opened his eyes and saw a beautiful scene before him.
Just one glimpse of her like this last night had kept him awake all night. Now, with his little wife appearing before him dressed like this, wasnât it just asking for his life?
Chu Molinâs breathing grew heavier, and he could feel his body respond. He rushed into the bathroom, fearing that any hesitation would lead to something untoward happening on the spot.
As he passed by Qin Xue, the strong scent of peach blossoms entered his nostrils.
A hot stream flowed out. Damn it, he was actually having a nosebleed.
Chu Molin ran even faster, taking two steps at a time into the bathroom. With a bang, the door was forcefully closed, scaring Qin Xue with its strength..