Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Qin Shaojin walked to the side, picked up the Blue Enchantress, and placed it in Wen Nuan’s arms.

Holding it, Wen Nuan lowered her head and secretly counted the roses. There were fifty-two. Could it mean ”I love you”?

She raised her head and looked at Qin Shaojin.

Qin Shaojin said, ”Hungry?”

Wen Nuan looked at Qin Shaojin and sweetly replied, ”Very hungry.”

Qin Shaojin helped Wen Nuan with her chair.

Wen Nuan sat down, tightly hugging the Blue Enchantress, looking at Qin Shaojin, amazed that he was quite romantic, both extravagant and gentle, completely captivating!

It was the first time someone had given her flowers, and she couldn’t bear to put them aside. Holding them with one hand, she picked up her chopsticks with the other, grabbed a spicy shrimp, and took a bite—so fragrant!

She looked at Qin Shaojin, ”Delicious.”

Qin Shaojin tasted one too and nodded, ”Glad you like it.”

He opened the red wine on the side and poured a glass for Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan sat there feeling joyful, with the illusion of transforming from Cinderella to a princess!

When Qin Shaojin placed the wine glass next to her, Wen Nuan picked it up, waited for Qin Shaojin to pour his own, clinked glasses with him, took a sip, and put it aside.

For some reason, she found the red wine to be so sweet!

In her happiness, she drank several glasses, and gradually, the wine’s potency kicked in. Wen Nuan was full, let out a belch, blushed, and looked at Qin Shaojin embarrassedly, ”I’m sleepy!”

”If you’re sleepy, go to sleep.”

Qin Shaojin said with a mesmerizing voice, watching Wen Nuan stand up wobbly, he steadied her.

Wen Nuan grasped Qin Shaojin’s shoulders firmly, ”Why am I seeing two Qin top cards?”

Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan like this and chuckled lightly.

Her alcohol tolerance is so low, she’s drunk already?

Seems like she’s been well-behaved, not drank much before.

Her dad taught her well.

Carrying her to the bedroom, he kicked the door closed, gently laid her on the bed.

Wen Nuan said, ”I want to change my sleepwear, ...”

Qin Shaojin replied, ”Okay,” took a deep breath, turned over, and went downstairs.

Soon, he brought a pile of bags to the bedroom, tossed them aside, glanced at the half-dazed Wen Nuan, ”Red or black?”

Wen Nuan pouted her lips as if thinking.

After a long while, she giggled, ”Red. Last time I wore red, they all said it looked good.”

Qin Shaojin glanced over, picked out a red half-cup bra set, and found a red nightdress, his gaze darkening a bit, ”Who are they?”

Wen Nuan raised her voice, ”Zhi Shan, Zhang Xiaxia, Qian Fangfang, a bunch of fujoshi, calling you husband every day, it’s so uncomfortable to hear!”

”Oh?”

Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan, realizing his silly girl could get jealous too.

”Tell them in the future, I’m your only husband.”

Wen Nuan, with big puzzled eyes, looked at Qin Shaojin, ”When did you become my husband?”

”Now.” Qin Shaojin placed the chosen clothes aside, ”Put them on.”

Wen Nuan replied ”Oh,” climbed up, forcefully tugged at her shirt from the waist, pulling it out from the jeans skirt.

Qin Shaojin stood there, lit a cigarette, and took a heavy puff.