An Jing and Xiao Changyi had sold out two jars of fermented tofu in town and headed back home.
As soon as they returned, Xiao Changyi poured a bowl of water and handed it to An Jing.
An Jing, who was indeed a bit thirsty, drank and said with a happy smile, "Husband, today we sold every single bit of those two jars~" and they sold quite quickly too.
The women who didn’t manage to buy fermented tofu yesterday really all came to buy today.
After taking another sip, An Jing returned the bowl to Xiao Changyi with quite a bit of water left in it, and he took a drink as soon as he got it back.
An Jing had grown accustomed to sharing a bowl of water with her aloof husband. She watched him finish with a smile and then teased, "Xiao Lan and the others will bring tofu this afternoon, and I’m thinking about asking them to make us another hundred pounds of tofu. Are you brave enough to join me in this madness?"
Xiao Changyi remained silent, just sitting beside her.
An Jing immediately hugged his arm, nestling affectionately against him, "Husband, even though you’re silent, I know you’re brave enough to join me in this madness."
"Hehehe..." That single hum amused An Jing wholly. Leaning in, she playfully bit Xiao Changyi’s chin before chuckling, "Let’s make more for now. The longer that stuff sits, the better it gets. Sealed in the jar, it won’t go bad for a year or two. If we can’t sell that much in town, we’ll try the county." But judging by the current popularity of the fermented tofu, they could sell those two hundred pounds in town; it’s just a matter of time.
"We’ve made so much fermented tofu, we can’t go sell it every day—after buying a pound, it’ll take several days for a small household to finish it. I’m thinking, once we’ve stored enough at home, we can go sell every four or five days," she suggested.
"Don’t just hum, say something different." An Jing tilted her head up, pretending to be discontent.
Xiao Changyi immediately bent down and kissed An Jing, causing her to blush.
"You’re bullying me!" An Jing gasped after he kissed her and accused him.
Xiao Changyi straightened up and seriously said, "Then bully me back. I won’t resist."
An Jing: "..." She might, seem like, possibly, should be, definitely teased by her husband... right?
This was the first time her husband had teased her, and it felt indescribably good~
Lifted by the good mood, An Jing didn’t care whether she was actually teased by her cool husband; she really did bully him back, kissing Xiao Changyi.
Xiao Changyi: "..." Truth be told, it was both unexpected and expected since his wife always had a way of surprising him.
Therefore, Xiao Changyi was only momentarily taken aback before he firmly grasped the back of An Jing’s head, turning the tables and deepening the kiss.
In the end, An Jing collapsed into Xiao Changyi’s arms.
After the kiss, An Jing caught her breath for a while before she could breathe more easily, then she said somewhat bemusedly, "Who’s bullying whom, exactly?" She had intended to really bully him!
Xiao Changyi wrapped his arms around her, kissed her lips again, and then asked in a low, husky voice, "Does it matter?"
His voice was already deep, like rich red wine, and now it was a tad husky with slightly unsteady breath, incredibly seductive. An Jing felt an intense itch in her heart but she didn’t forget to reply with a smiling, "Not important~"
They had long since ceased to distinguish between each other; who bullied whom was indeed not important.
"Mhm." Xiao Changyi was very pleased with An Jing’s answer and kissed her once more.