Xie Jingchen had only taken a few bites when he sensed something was off. Looking at his wife, who was engrossed in her meal, he felt her mood was off!
He put down his chopsticks, moved closer, and asked softly, "Wife, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The shattered Soul Crystal in his little wife’s brain made Xie Jingchen’s mind restless as he touched the back of her head anxiously.
"No..." Yan Jinsu shook her head, took a deep breath, and murmured back.
Her gaze flickered toward him, and the feeling of being ’in another world’ made her heart wrenchingly uncomfortable.
What was torturous was the feeling of ’actually forgetting’, the feeling of ’how could one forget’, the guilt towards Xie Jingchen, and the guilt towards their twin children.
Thinking of this, Yan Jinsu put down her bowl and chopsticks, covered her tear-stained face, and curled up on her knees, sobbing incoherently, "I’m sorry..."
The fleeting look of pain in the man’s eyes tightened his embrace around her:
"Fool, don’t be sad. Even if you can’t remember, you are still Yan Jinsu, the love of my life, Xie Jingchen, and our children’s mommy~" Xie Jingchen didn’t know what hurt his wife so much that tears streamed down her face instantaneously.
Seeing her cry so painfully, Xie Jingchen’s heart ached for her. He drew her trembling shoulders into his arms and comforted her softly.
"Why..." do you treat me so well? Is there really such a thing as an unforgettable love in the world?
If it were the apocalypse-era her, she would have scoffed at this!
However, the current her, had no choice but to believe, that there really is a man in the world who can share her hardships and face death with her!
"Sweetheart, don’t cry. Your crying makes me feel more heartache and hate my own helplessness."
Xie Jingchen forcefully held her in his arms, forehead against her full forehead. His typically sharp and deep eyes gradually showed profound sorrow while his large hand caressed her delicate face pleadingly:
"Wife, I failed to protect you well enough, letting you suffer has already caused me much pain. Please don’t be hard on yourself, it is my lack of strength that led to your pain from this ’ignorant amnesia’!"
Yan Jinsu shook her head, choked, unable to speak, tears falling relentlessly. Just by their eye contact alone, she could feel the hidden fury and self-blame in Xie Jingchen’s eyes—
In a moment of impulse, Yan Jinsu pressed her bitten lip against his chin. Both were momentarily stunned, she inwardly sighed over the difference in their stature as she awkwardly explained:
"Xie Jingchen, don’t blame yourself. This definitely isn’t your fault!"
Xie Jingchen held her evasive little face, leaned down close to her red lips, and huskily said, "Wife, your tenderness makes me spoil you..."
When he kissed her the first time, it was bewildering and tentative, just a light peck. Seeing her eyelashes tremble, gradually drooping down, he slowly kissed her a second time, a third time, each stay on her lips longer than the last from a light touch to—
The two held each other tightly, both with keen hearing, the sound of each other’s heartbeats throbbing as if contagious, gradually synchronizing.
"Wife..." As Xie Jingchen kissed more passionately, he found himself breathless and his heart rhythm erratic.
This practice had already merged into their souls; Yan Jinsu didn’t feel any discomfort, but rather made soft, kitten-like purrs, pulled once again into his deep bone-deep affection.
Xie Jingchen opened his misty tiger eyes amidst the surging emotions, unwilling to let go of the lips he held between his teeth, and inadvertently hugged her and shifted slightly, comfortably humming:
Yan Jinsu’s face instantly turned even more purple, and without any courtesy, she bit his lower lip hard. Only after feeling the ’hiss’ of loosening did she hurriedly complain:
"You, that, I, I’m hungry..."
After avoiding his gaze and finishing her sentence, she saw that his lower lip was bitten by her!
"Ah! How, how did it start bleeding?" Yan Jinsu was no longer embarrassed, her small hand holding his chin gently touching it, innocently asking him.
She really only used a little bit of force... blame her sharp teeth!
"Hisss, wife, my lips are made of flesh and blood." Xie Jingchen helplessly explained.
This wasn’t the first time his little wife had bitten his lips. By tomorrow, the wound would be gone and it didn’t really hurt, but he pretended to be in pain to win her sympathy.
"Sorry... It’s all your fault anyway!" Yan Jinsu felt heartache, but with the bleeding on the lips, how to stop the bleeding?
As if in response to this question, Yan Jinsu’s body made the usual move; holding his chin, she carefully sucked on the droplet of blood—
Yan Jinsu only realized what she had done once she tasted the faint metallic flavor. Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at the tiger eyes above her, freezing.
But Xie Jingchen’s reaction was more direct. Holding her close, he pressed his thin lips against her now reddened ones and complained in a deep husky voice, gritting his teeth:
"Little demon, you’re going to be the death of me!" Truly a deadly torment!
Yan Jinsu seemed to suddenly understand Xie Jingchen’s implied words, pushing against his solid chest repeatedly, and whispered in a flustered tone:
"I, I’m really hungry!"
"Wife, I’m also hungry! So hungry, haven’t eaten in almost a month..."
Xie Jingchen continued to press his lips against hers, kissing and lamenting:
"You went back to your parents’ house, leaving me alone in the military, I missed you so much I couldn’t sleep..."
Men who have indulged are fragile, especially when some fearless subordinates saw the sister-in-law returning to her hometown, they would nag beside their leader about the perks of having a wife: when hungry there’s a wife to feed, when cold there’s a wife to hold...
Hmph, as if he didn’t have a wife, they’re just jealous because his wife is beautiful, gentle, capable, and fertile!
Yan Jinsu bit her lower lip, shyly turned her bleeding face away, and muttered towards the sky, "Let’s, let’s talk while eating!"
Xie Jingchen’s tiger eyes brightened, seeing his little wife’s embarrassed expression, he immediately understood that she was feeling shy!
"Mm, okay, let’s feed you first." Then, it’s his turn! This time, Xie Jingchen wouldn’t back down!
Last night he was led astray by Yan Jinsu’s resistance, but regardless, Yan Jinsu was his wife, Xie Jingchen, and no one could change that!
To avoid a long night full of dreams, better to quickly cement their ’already factual’ marital status—based solely on his wife’s behavior this morning, she must have come to terms with it herself!