Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Aesthetic

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“Xue’er, I won’t let myself get hurt, and I definitely won’t let you marry someone else. In this lifetime, you can only be my wife, Chu Molin’s.” Chu Molin’s domineering words rang in Qin Xue’s ears.

Qin Xue couldn’t help but smile at the man’s seriousness.

“Just because you say you won’t get hurt doesn’t mean you won’t. Are accidents at work something that can be avoided just by saying they won’t happen? I really want to crack open your head and see how It’s constructed.” Qin Xue thought.

How could he assume that everything would go according to his plan?

Chu Molin reached out and touched Qin Xue’s belly, feeling the fetal movement beneath his hand.

“Xue’er, even if I don’t live for myself, I will live for you and our child. So you have to believe in me, okay?” When had Chu Molin ever spoken so humbly?

Now, in order to make his little wife believe in him, he had lowered himself.

“Alright, I’ll believe you this time. Speaking of injuries, how is your wound?” Qin Xue remembered that he was still injured.

“It’s fine, It’s mostly healed already. It’s really strange, isn’t it? In the past, when I got hurt like this, it would take about a month to fully recover.

But now, it’s only been a few days and the wound has already scabbed over. Isn’t that strange?” Chu Molin said this deliberately to get Qin Xue’s mind off the topic.

Qin Xue’s heart skipped a beat. Oh no! Could this man be trying to dig up her secrets?

She forced an awkward laugh: “Hehe, really? Maybe your constitution has improved, so you recover faster?”

Chu Molin looked at his little wife’s unnatural expression but didn’t 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.

“Mhm, if Xue’er says so, then it must be.” 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.

“Xue’er, sit down and I’ll fetch hot water for you to shower.” Chu Molin had already been heating water while preparing the chicken soup, so it was hot when they returned.

“Alright, I’ll go get my clothes.” 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 Molin’s 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.

“Chu Molin, I’m done. You can shower now.” Qin Xue wore black pajamas tonight.

Chu Molin had been resting with his eyes closed. Upon hearing Qin Xue’s 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, wasn’t it just asking for his life?

Chu Molin’s 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..