As soon as they entered the alley, Xiao Changyi pinned An Jing against a somewhat mottled wall, and his thin lips fervently descended onto hers.
Caught off guard, An Jing was initially stunned, but then she felt the softness on her lips, and she knew what was happening. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck.
The two kissed deeply, as if trying to consume each other.
Fortunately, they still had a bit of reason, aware that they were outside; they went no further than kissing.
It wasn’t until Xiao Changyi’s lips left hers and her breathing had evened out that An Jing teased, "Happy now?"
Xiao Changyi actually responded in a low voice, "Mhm."
An Jing found it even more amusing but still tiptoed to plant a kiss on Xiao Changyi’s lips. After they exchanged another shallow kiss, she said, "Let’s go home."
Fingers entwined once again, you holding me, and I holding you, we walked step by step forward; hoping that when our hair turns gray, we can still walk hand in hand as we do today.
Until the end of our lives.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi walked back to the house they had purchased. Upon entering, they found their four children not only cared for by Meng Zhuqing but also by Gong Juechen.
At that moment, Gong Juechen was holding An Yiqing’s little arms, helping the toddler to walk on his legs.
None of the four children were crying; all were taken care of quite well.
Seeing Gong Juechen there, An Jing couldn’t help teasing, "Are you here to scrounge for a meal again?"
Gong Juechen immediately denied, "No, I came here to hide from someone. And, incidentally, to scrounge for a meal at your place."
An Jing: "..." Isn’t that the same thing as scrounging for a meal here!
After a moment of silence, An Jing asked again, "Who are you hiding from that led you to my place? It’s not a nemesis, is it?"
Gong Juechen’s face instantly wore a look of grievance, "Jingjing, you break my heart. How can someone as lovely as me have a nemesis?"
An Jing had just sat down next to the little one, Su Yi Jing, and upon hearing Gong Juechen say that, she felt like rolling her eyes at him.
"I don’t know if it hurts your feelings, but I do know that you easily offend people. You’ve managed to offend one by one, people like me, my husband, Meng Lanqing, Meng Zhuqing, Youbao, and others," An Jing stated the facts without sugarcoating them.
With a look of extreme surprise and shameless thick skin, Gong Juechen exclaimed, "I’ve offended you all? One by one even? How come I wasn’t aware of that?"
An Jing: "..." Some people’s skin is just too thick, she’s almost itching to do something about it...
"Your mouth really deserves a smack!" An Jing silently shifted her gaze away from Gong Juechen, to prevent herself from actually lifting a hand against him.
Gong Juechen’s devilishly handsome face was filled with dissatisfaction, "How is my mouth deserving of a smack? It is, quite clearly, shameless!"
Who in this world would call themselves shameless?
Gong Juechen continued, "So what if I’m shameless or if you all think I’ve offended you; after all, you’re not my wife. Why should I say nice things for you to hear? I still say whatever I want! However, I have stored up many sweet words in my belly over the years, all reserved for my future wife. The day I marry a beautiful wife, I’ll tell her all these nice words and then, I’m sure she’d be willing to bear me a litter of cubs."