After soaking her feet, An Jing snuggled into bed, leaving the mess for Xiao Changyi to clean up.
Lying in bed, An Jing smiled as she watched Xiao Changyi busily move in and out.
It wasn’t until Xiao Changyi had closed the door to the hall, and then the inner chamber, that he stopped going out and instead approached the bed to take off his clothes.
As soon as she saw Xiao Changyi undress, An Jing immediately pulled back the covers, beckoning him to lie down beside her.
Then, she hugged Xiao Changyi tightly.
Since Xiao Changyi had been busy, his body wasn’t cold at all but rather warm.
While embracing her, Xiao Changyi wrapped the blanket more tightly around them to keep the wind out and asked, "Are you cold?"
An Jing, with a grin, replied, "You are warmer than I am."
Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything; he just hugged her tighter, pulling her closer to his body.
An Jing was even more pleased.
"Does your stomach still hurt?" he asked again.
"It hurt a little earlier, but not anymore. Don’t worry, it was nothing serious."
Xiao Changyi didn’t respond, but he tightened his hold on her and kissed her forehead gently.
An Jing just chuckled gleefully.
The following day, as soon as An Jing stepped out of the house, she saw Xiao Changyi washing their clothes in the courtyard.
In the past, they used to wash clothes by the river, but since diverting the mountain stream water to their courtyard, An Jing and Xiao Changyi had never gone to the river again, choosing to do laundry at home instead.
Having water at hand was now extremely convenient.
The corners of An Jing’s mouth lifted involuntarily, and she walked behind Xiao Changyi, then leaned against his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her chin on his right shoulder. She even planted a kiss on Xiao Changyi’s right cheek.
After kissing him, she cheerfully whispered into his ear, "Darling, good morning~"
"Good morning." After responding, Xiao Changyi turned to ask how she was feeling, "How does your body feel now?"
"Today, I don’t feel any pain; it should be all gone." Yesterday, she did occasionally feel sharp stings, but today, she really felt no stomach pain at all, although her hands and feet were still cold.
Xiao Changyi, somewhat reassured, urged her, "You should go inside, so you don’t catch a chill. It’s cold now."
"I’m already wearing a lot of clothes. As long as I don’t touch cold water, I won’t get cold. You can stop worrying."
Xiao Changyi then stopped fussing, letting her lean on his back and hug his neck, while he continued washing the clothes.
"Darling, isn’t it cold for you to wash ? Should I heat some water for you to mix in?" An Jing felt sorry for her husband washing clothes with cold water in the dead of winter.
"I’m not cold." Saying so, he nuzzled her forehead with his own, assuring her with the gesture that he really wasn’t cold.
"Actually, in my world, I wasn’t so particular. During my menstrual period, I often touched cold water. I was One Person at home, and no one was there to fuss over me. Now that I have you, you worry about me..." As she spoke, she gently bit his ear and teasingly scolded, "It’s all your fault for spoiling me so!"
Xiao Changyi affectionately rubbed his forehead against hers, "Don’t think about unhappy things from the past. I don’t like seeing you like that."
"Mhm." An Jing nodded immediately, tightening her grasp around Xiao Changyi’s neck.
Although her husband, Xiao, seemed cold, he wasn’t one to keep everything bottled inside like a clam; he would speak up, just like he would straightforwardly tell her that he was pleased with her.
She liked her Xiao that way.
With such a husband, getting along wasn’t exhausting. Otherwise, just trying to guess his thoughts all the time would be enough to wear anyone out.