"What good idea?" An Hao wondered, what good idea could he possibly have?
"Since it’s not easy to conceive, then let’s do it a few times! Increasing the frequency should always improve the chances of conception, right?" Qin Jian said with a mischievous smile, "It’s like shooting targets, the more shots you take, the more likely you are to hit the bullseye."
"Qin Jian, you’re so bad!" An Hao said, blushing and exasperated by his words, "Who talks like that? We’re discussing medication, and you’re bringing up ’shooting targets.’"
"Am I wrong?" Qin Jian pinched her rosy cheeks.
An Hao shook her head, "There’s a saying, ’More haste, less speed.’ Haven’t you heard of it? You’re all too anxious. It’s not like we can’t get pregnant, what’s the rush?"
"Fine. No rush. I’ll talk to mom about not making you drink so much. But you need to know, drinking Chinese medicine isn’t just for easy conception, an important aspect is that it’s good for your health too. So, you must persist."
"Mm." An Hao nodded, then pointed to the medicine bowl in front of her, "Can I... not drink it today?"
"Of course not." Qin Jian picked up the bowl to test the temperature, "You can drink now, it’s not too cool! Come on, drink this medicine and we’ll reduce it by one dose tomorrow."
An Hao’s small mouth pouted involuntarily, "I really don’t want to... Qin Jian... please, I just can’t drink it down anymore."
His little wife hadn’t thrown a tantrum in a long time. The sight of her puckered pink lips sent a scorching heat through Qin Jian’s throat, and that soft, sticky voice was like an aphrodisiac, sending his heart aflutter.
"No. Only this once tonight!" He was moved, but he wouldn’t abandon his principles.
Seeing she couldn’t win him over, An Hao reluctantly picked up the medicine bowl, ready to drink when the strong scent wafting to her made her frown even more.
She looked up to see Qin Jian staring intently at her.
An Hao had an idea and pushed the medicine bowl towards him, "You feed me..."
As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Qin Jian’s red lips, "If it’s bitter, we’ll suffer together!"
Qin Jian laughed heartily, teasing her with his words, "Wife, just say you want to kiss me. Why bother with such excuses?"
"Go away!" An Hao’s face turned even redder.
Qin Jian took a big gulp of the medicine, holding it in his mouth.
It was indeed very bitter!
If one mouthful was already too much for him, what about An Hao?
"How is it? Is it very bitter?" An Hao gloated at the sight of his tightly furrowed brow.
No sooner had she finished speaking, than Qin Jian hooked his arm around her neck. His lips covered hers, his tongue pried her small mouth open and he fed her the bitter medicine.
An Hao felt it wasn’t so bitter after all and obediently finished it.
Afterwards, their lips and tongues couldn’t stay apart.
"Wife, we’ve been drinking the medicine for days and your period has passed, can we start practicing in earnest now?" Qin Jian gasped out.
An Hao, enjoying the enthralling taste, hummed lightly in agreement.
Qin Jian immediately turned into a ravenous beast, insatiably claiming her.
This time, he was particularly fierce, leaving An Hao tormented to the point of death and life. His size was already intimidating, and his stamina was extraordinarily enduring, leaving her weak in the knees every time.
After their marital activities ended, both were drenched in sweat.
"In my next life, I’m definitely not marrying you..." An Hao panted out.
"Why? Don’t you think it’s very pleasurable?" Qin Jian countered.
It was so pleasurable she felt like dying! Every time they finished, her soul would fly high into the air before returning to her body!