Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“Mmm, it feels nice,” Chu Molin said, closing his eyes and letting Qin Xue dab it on his face.

“Of course it feels nice. I made this with my own hands, you know. You can’t buy this stuff outside,” Qin Xue bragged about the skincare product she had extracted while making pills last time.

That was the advantage of being a doctor: she knew various medicinal principles. It was a piece of cake for Qin Xue to extract some moisturizer.

“My wife is the best,” Chu Molin praised Qin Xue.

“How could I be worthy of you if I weren’t amazing?” Qin Xue hadn’t forgotten why her original self had married Chu Molin. Although that wasn’t her, she was now in this body, and she had to turn all the bad things around.

“Ouch! Why did you bite me again?” Qin Xue covered her bitten neck with her hand and glared at Chu Molin.

“Are you going to keep talking about this?” Chu Molin looked at the person in the mirror, danger evident in his eyes. He knew that this Qin Xue was not the same one from before, but he didn’t want their past relationship to affect them now.

“I didn’t say anything wrong,” Qin Xue pouted, not jealous that someone other than her had slept with Chu Molin. This man, however, got angry first.

“Xue’er, although you’re the same person, I love the you right now, not her. So don’t ever say whether you’re worthy of me or not. If anything, I’m not worthy of you,” Chu Molin said, genuinely feeling this way.

An outstanding genius like Qin Xue was a blessing he could only obtain after ten lifetimes of cultivation. How could he let her demean herself like this?

“Chu Molin, I understand. I won’t say it again,” Qin Xue looked at the insecurity deep in Chu Molin’s eyes and spoke reassuringly.

“Chu Molin, let’s become a real husband and wife. I want to treat you even better,” Qin Xue was genuinely willing. Since they were already deeply in love with each other, there was no need to insist on their boundaries, right?

“No,” Chu Molin left a single word before releasing Qin Xue and leaving the bathroom first.

“Stupid man,” Qin Xue softly muttered a few words to herself while looking at her reflection in the mirror.

When Qin Xue returned to their bedroom, Chu Molin was already lying in bed asleep. This was the first time he had gone to sleep without waiting for her since they began sharing a bed.

However, Qin Xue didn’t blame him. She knew what Chu Molin was trying to avoid, so if he didn’t take the initiative, she would.

Qin Xue turned off the lights, climbed into bed under the moonlight, and began to undress.

At Qin Xue’s movements, Chu Molin, who was pretending to sleep, lost his composure.

“Xue’er, please sleep well,” Chu Molin spoke up to stop her reluctantly.

“Alright.” But Qin Xue wouldn’t listen to him. If she did, there would always be a gap between them.

“Xue’er, I’m begging you, can you please stop messing around?” Chu Molin was struggling to control himself, but Qin Xue was testing his limits.

Having no other choice, Qin Xue leaned into his ear and whispered something. Chu Molin skeptically asked, “Are you really serious?”

“Of course. Would I joke about my own well-being and our child’s?” Qin Xue was exasperated.

“Alright then.” Chu Molin could no longer resist.

That night, the same thing happened in three households.

The next morning, as soon as the wake-up whistle sounded, Chu Molin sprang up from bed, feeling refreshed. He looked at his wife, who was in a deep slumber, and gently kissed her cheek, “Xue’er, I’ll never let you down in this lifetime.”