Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 389: Chapter 382: Portrait

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Qin Xue looked at Chu Molin’s expression and wondered if she had unintentionally helped him a lot.

Thinking that she could help Chu Molin, Qin Xue was also very happy.

“What kind of suspect makes you, the so-called Cold King who scares everyone, feel helpless?” Qin Xue suddenly became curious, could it be that plastic surgery had already appeared in Hua Country at this time?

“The leader is very smart and has a strong anti-investigation capability.” Chu Molin thought about the fact that no matter how many manpower and police they deployed, they couldn’t catch them, always just a little short.

Chu Molin felt that this leader was really a worthy opponent. Although the two had never met, just hearing about him was enough to know his abilities were strong.

Now, Chu Molin wanted to challenge this leader, curious about who was more powerful between them.

“Do you have a picture of that person? If so, show it to me, and maybe I can help you out.” Qin Xue also wanted to see what kind of person could make Chu Molin show such a look of admiration.

“I do, but the most important thing right now is you, you need to recover first.” Chu Molin thought that now that they knew the leader might have disguised himself, they could leave it to the portrait artist at the Public Security Bureau.

There’s no need for his little wife to help with her illness.

“Alright then, if you guys have a way, I won’t meddle any further.” Qin Xue said, laughing and joking.

“You, how can you say that about yourself?” Chu Molin pinched his little wife’s nose with his finger.

“Isn’t it true? It’s not really our place as ordinary people to know these things. What else would you call me asking for a picture but meddling?” Qin Xue stuck out her tongue as she spoke.

“You…” Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue, feeling helpless and annoyed at her unyielding logic.

There were some things that not even he was allowed to know, let alone Qin Xue.

So Chu Molin didn’t say much more.

After playing around, Qin Xue picked up the pen and started sketching.

The baby in her belly was still protesting, making it hard for Qin Xue to concentrate on drawing, so she simply put the pen and paper away.

“Why aren’t you drawing anymore?” Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue’s actions and asked.

“It’s all thanks to your two little treasures.” Qin Xue said, placing Chu Molin’s hand on her belly.

Chu Molin felt the vibrations under his hand as he gently stroked her belly, occasionally tapping it lightly as well.

As Chu Molin stroked her belly, Qin Xue grew sleepy and comfortable, eventually falling asleep.

When Chu Molin saw that Qin Xue hadn’t responded for a while, he looked up and discovered that she had already fallen asleep at some point.

He removed his hand, pulled a light blanket from the side, and covered her belly with it.

Chu Molin’s heart was now somewhat restless and excited.

He found that the baby in Qin Xue’s belly actually understood him.

Just now, as he was stroking and tapping Qin Xue’s belly, he was sending Morse code messages.

He was telling the babies that their mother was working hard and they should behave, waiting for the right time to come out.

But the babies’ reactions were somewhat intense, as if they wanted to come out early.

After his soothing, the babies in Qin Xue’s belly finally calmed down a bit, and as the commotion in her belly subsided, his little wife fell asleep.

Chu Molin didn’t know if other people’s children had thoughts in their bellies?

But his own children seemed to be quite intelligent, understanding his gestures and intentions at just over eight months.

Chu Molin didn’t know how brilliant these two children would be after they were born, but no matter what, they were his and Qin Xue’s children.

If asked why Chu Molin could accept this phenomenon so easily, he could only say it was because he had an extraordinary wife.