She tapped his hand and said, “I’m eating, wait a while.”
She reached out and took the glass of milk in the tray. The temperature was just right. With her other hand, she took the sandwich and started eating it at her own pace.
Jin Qingyan retracted his hands and, using his arm to support his head, he looked at her incredulously. “Eat more, then you’ll have the energy to do work with me.”
An Xiaoning turned around and commented as she ate, “Did you know? Last night, I got a huge scare. Thinking of it now still gives me the shivers.”
“I heard from Shixin already. Told you to bring people out, you just didn’t listen. If you don’t listen to your husband’s words, you are bound to suffer.”
An Xiaoning responded obediently, “Alright, alright. I’ll definitely listen to you next time and bring people out.”
Jin Qingyan’s phone kept ringing, but he seemed like he was not about to answer.
An Xiaoning gulped down the glass of milk and passed him the phone, conveniently looking at the caller ID on the screen. “It’s still ringing. It’s your mother. Quickly answer, something may have happened.”
“Usually, when I’m doing something important, I wouldn’t want to answer any other person’s calls.” He received his phone and slid it to answer. “Mother.”
“I’ve knitted a hat for Xiaoning. It’s already done. When you come here, bring it back for her,” Mrs. Jin’s voice sounded from the other end of the line.
“Alright, I’ll take it when I’m going back. I’m busy now, I’ll end the call, okay, Mother?” Jin Qingyan ended the line and immediately switched off his phone.
“What did your mother say?”
“She said she’s hand-knitted a hat for you, it’s already done. She wants me to take it for you when I go back.” Jin Qingyan raised his eyebrows. “Look, my mother’s so nice to you. She’s thinking of you all the time.”
“I’m nice to her too, it’s called reciprocating her care for me,” An Xiaoning rebutted. “You’re still the fortunate one. Don’t you know many mothers of rich families don’t get along well with their daughters-in-law? Look at me and your mother, we get along so harmoniously. If your mother continues to treat me this nicely, I’ll continue being nice to her too.”
“You’re the daughter-in-law my mother and grandmother picked. If she’s not nice to you, who should she be nice to?” Jin Qingyan grabbed onto her arm and forcefully pulled her in front of him. “Are you done eating?”
“I’m just done. I’ll brush my teeth again.” She struggled to get up.
“I’ll wait for you.” He released his hand. “I’ll give you two minutes.”
“Two minutes is enough.” She stood up and headed towards the bathroom.
Jin Qingyan stretched his body, with both his arms supporting the back of his head. His eyes comfortably scanned around his bedroom. It was his home, along with his wife here with him. All that was lacking was a child.
An Xiaoning came out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth and saw Jin Qingyan staring at the ceiling, acting just like a fool.
“What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about our home.”
She was slightly puzzled and asked as she crawled onto the bed, “What’s there to think about, isn’t this our home?”
“Our home, don’t you think it lacks something?”
An Xiaoning naturally replied, “Are you talking about children?”
“Smart of you. Do you still want children now?” he asked.
“No,” she responded without even hesitating. “I know you still don’t want anyone to disturb our peace. So, in the future, I won’t consider this anymore. When you are done enjoying the two of us having our own time together, then I’ll think about this.”
She was definitely exacting revenge on him!
Jin Qingyan reached out to squeeze her cheeks. “You really think that way?”
“Yes, really.” An Xiaoning similarly reached out to pinch his face too. Only, this time, with both her hands. “I’m just respecting your opinion, like how a good wife should.”
“Then, what if I don’t have any intention of wanting any children for the rest of my life?”
A look of shock appeared on her face and she remarked, “How badly do you hate children that you want to end the family line for your parents? Will you get beaten to death?”
“Don’t change the topic, answer my question.”
“If you really don’t want children for the rest of your life, then other than having a little regret, it’ll be more of a happy thing for me. Honestly, giving birth is a woman’s issue. Other than the child being the father’s, what has it got to do with him? The stomach, suffering, pain, and loss of figure are all the woman’s problems. If you really think that way, then I’ll be more than thankful, because I don’t want to give birth either.” She flashed him a bright smile, yet her heart was full of disappointment. Although giving birth was a painful but happy process for a woman — if a man, who’s also your husband, doesn’t want to have a child with you, what does that say?
She knew it clearly in her heart; all those were just his excuses on the surface.
He did not say anything further and moved his hand from her face to the back of her neck, pulling her into his arms.
“About having children, we’ll just let nature take its course, okay?”
She nodded, yet scolded him inside her heart. He never forgot to use contraceptive measures, how was that letting nature take its course?
However, as the only son, he would probably be unable to free himself from the destiny of having to bear a son to continue the family line eventually.
Some things could not be decided just by himself.
He turned and pressed onto her body, used his thumb and index finger to hold down her jaw as he leaned in for a kiss.
An Xiaoning hooked her legs around his waist and bent her body forward for him.
Having not seen each other for a few days, they were caught in a warm passion that burned like wildfire.
While it went on, An Xiaoning’s brain was in a state of short circuit. She did not want to think of anything else except enjoying the present moment where she was blooming like a flower.
The two slept like that for a very long time.
It wasn’t until four in the afternoon that they finally started to wake up slowly.
His voice was slightly flat as he said, “You kept on calling for your brother. I want to hear it, say it again.”
She turned shy and snuggled into his arms, mumbling, “Did I? I don’t remember.”
“Playing dumb.” He pinched her.
“Hey, Jin Qingyan. How dare you pinch me, why are you acting like a woman?!”
He pinched her again. “Who did you say is acting like a woman?”
“You!” She was dauntless and fought back with all her effort. She gave her all: pinching, grabbing, scratching, and pulling him all she could. Jin Qingyan was easily defeated.
After all that commotion, the two finally got down from the bed.
The hungry couple swept off a meal into their stomachs. After they were done, Fan Shixin brought a bag in. “Young Mistress, Madam told me to bring this here. She said Young Master had agreed to go back and collect it but was still yet to do so.”
An Xiaoning quickly received the bag and took out a hat from it. She immediately wore it on the head, singing praises of it. “Mother has such nimble fingers, it looks amazing!”
Jin Qingyan signaled her to call his mother. “Let me tell you, if you call my mother now to praise her, you’ll soon receive all sorts of things from a sweater to a scarf. She has nothing to do at home anyway.”
“She must be really good at knitting.” She ran upstairs and took her phone, giving a call to Mrs. Jin.