Transmigrating to a Poor Family: Quietly Becoming Rich 88: Chapter 88
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Yu Chunmiao finished speaking and limped over to sit by the bed. "You hurt your left foot, and I hurt my right foot. Together, we make a pair of legs." 0
 
His playful remark eased Qi Chong's tension. He cursed himself for being so pathetic; this wasn't even the real wedding night yet, and Yu Chunmiao was being so generous. Why was he, a grown man, acting so shy? 0
 
They lay down together, and Qi Chong placed his hands neatly on his abdomen. The moon was hidden behind clouds tonight, and the oil lamp had been extinguished, leaving the room in complete darkness. Their breathing became particularly pronounced in the silence. 0
 
Qi Chong struggled against the urge to pull her close and kiss her passionately, his mind at war with itself. Yet Xiao Xiao Chong seemed to warn him: if you dare, I'll make you embarrass yourself in front of everyone. 0
 
After all their efforts, it was Yu Chunmiao who took the initiative to intertwine their fingers, sending a jolt through him. "Yu Chunmiao, don't—" 0
 
The rest of his words were swallowed by her soft lips. They both dared not go too deep; their flames of desire kept a careful distance from one another. 0
 
Yu Chunmiao leaned over him, breaking their kisses into fragments. Each time they paused for breath, it allowed them a moment of clarity. The man hesitated to touch her delicate body, his hands twisting the sheets into countless creases. 0
 
As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the paper window, Yu Chunmiao rested her head on his chest, held tightly in his embrace. 0
 
The sounds of Qi Yuan working with wood drifted in from the yard. A satisfied smile crept onto Qi Chong's lips as he woke up. 0
 
The girl's fluffy hair brushed against his chin as she stirred awake. He lowered his head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on her crown. His hand moved to her shoulder, kneading it softly. 0
 
Yu Chunmiao let out a small hum as she awoke. When she looked up, she met his starry eyes filled with infinite tenderness. 0
 
"Qi Chong," she said softly, "last night was wonderful. Thank you." 0
 
She buried her head into his chest again, her voice still laced with sleepiness as she playfully scolded him, "Don't say that! If you do, I won't talk to you anymore." 0
 
He found her overly polite demeanor amusing. Qi Chong's warm hand shifted to massage her arm gently, applying just the right amount of pressure for comfort. 0
 
 
Chen Ruolan was awakened by the piercing sunlight, only to realize that the stove was cold. For more than a month, Qi Chong had been busy in the mornings, but today, with the sun already high in the sky, neither of them had gotten out of bed. 0
 
Could it be that they couldn’t resist temptation and had gotten carried away? That rascal must not do that; Sun Daifu said it could harm Yu Chunmiao. 0
 
Qi Rong urged his mother for some pig trotters, “Mother, hurry up, or I’ll tell my brother!” 0
 
“Don’t!” Chen Ruolan grabbed her younger son. “Let’s not disturb them today. We have plenty of herbs at home; there’s no rush.” 0
 
When the two finally got out of bed, they went to the backyard to wash up together. Yu Chunmiao helped Qi Chong get dressed and casually scrubbed him down since he wasn’t too dirty anyway. 0
 
While she was hanging up the clothes, Qi Chong received a light smack from his mother. He looked at her with a confused expression, not understanding what he had done wrong. 0
 
“Little rascal, you can’t be foolish! Yu Chunmiao can’t be like that right now,” she admonished. 0
 
Qi Chong helplessly rubbed his forehead and replied, “Mother, I know.” 0
 
Chen Ruolan looked at him skeptically. “If you’re not doing anything wrong, then why are you getting up so late?” 0
 
“Mother, we just talked for a long time last night and couldn’t get up,” Qi Chong said, feeling a bit guilty. 0
 
He wasn’t lying; they really did talk late into the night. Remembering their conversation from last night made his ears flush with embarrassment. His wife had scolded him for being a liar and had berated him all night long. He kept promising her it would be quick, that it would be soon—he had deceived her all night. 0
 
After confirming several times, Chen Ruolan finally let him off the hook. 0
 
 
 
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