Chapter 1391: How Could One Stay With a Wife Without Having Thoughts?

While the two were laughing and joking, Fu Yan Cheng walked in from outside carrying a chicken.

Mo Ruhua, having just said such things, felt quite uncomfortable and quickly found an excuse to slip back to her own home.

Fu Yan Cheng brought out boiling water, preparing to pluck the chicken's feathers. Seeing the lingering blush on his wife's face, he asked, "What were you two just saying to laugh so happily?"

For some reason, Liu Chuxue leaned close to Fu Yan Cheng's ear and whispered, "Praising how amazing you are."

At first, Fu Yan Cheng hadn't quite grasped it and was about to look up to ask "What do you mean?" when he saw the mischief in Liu Chuxue's eyes and immediately understood.

The man's ear tips turned red at once: "You two are truly..."

He didn't even know what to say. Seeing Liu Chuxue laughing so heartily over there, he feared she might laugh herself sick: "Alright, be careful with your belly."

Seeing his embarrassed expression, she said, "Alright, you cook. I'll go inside to help Ruhua brainstorm the content for the wall newspaper."

In her past life, painting had been her side hustle; brainstorming wall newspaper content was naturally no problem for her.

Fu Yan Cheng put the chicken on to stew and went inside. Seeing the drawing draft already on the paper, he said, "Wife, you really are a great treasure, drawing so well."

After putting down her brush, Liu Chuxue looked up at Fu Yan Cheng: "I participated in the school's blackboard newspapers quite a bit before. How is it, doesn't it look good?"

Fu Yan Cheng propped his hands on the table and nodded: "Although I don't understand much, it looks very good."

Liu Chuxue said with a tsundere expression: "Hmph, marrying me means you've picked up a treasure."

Hearing this, Fu Yan Cheng reached out and pulled her into an embrace, resting his chin on Liu Chuxue's shoulder: "Indeed, I've picked up a treasure. Your man is growing more and more fond of you."

As he spoke, he kissed her neck.

Liu Chuxue reached out and slapped him: "Don't just make empty promises."

Fu Yan Cheng leaned close to Liu Chuxue's ear instead: "I asked the doctor today. After three months, it will be fine. Wife, I miss you."

As he spoke, his lips brushed against her ear, making her whole body shiver with an itch.

This gave Fu Yan Cheng an opening: "Wife, do you miss me too?"

Liu Chuxue didn't expect this man to take the initiative to be so flirtatious: "Fu Yan Cheng, you actually..."

Fu Yan Cheng didn't let her finish, kissing that bright red little mouth directly: "I'm a normal man. How could I stay with my wife without having thoughts? Before, I was just constantly restraining myself. Besides, we haven't... in so long..."

Liu Chuxue reached out and covered his mouth: "This is in the courtyard. Aren't you afraid others will hear?"

Fu Yan Cheng took the hand covering his mouth and kissed it: "What's there to fear? This is our own home. Besides, I'm speaking so quietly; unless they have ears of the wind, they won't hear."

Liu Chuxue slapped his arm: "Alright. Look at your condition. Think less about such things, won't you?"

Hearing her mention his injury, Fu Yan Cheng suddenly became more serious: "Strange to say, my injury really changes every day. It's only been a few days, and the scabs are already starting to fall off."

Hearing this, Liu Chuxue said: "Really? Let me see quickly."

As she spoke, she reached to lift the hem of Fu Yan Cheng's clothes.

But Fu Yan Cheng grabbed her hand at once: "If you want to see, go inside to look. If people really see this, who knows what rumors they'll spread about you. Besides, you know your own condition. You can't make such big movements in the future. Remember?"

Her instinct was to talk back, but thinking the movement just now was indeed improper, she said: "Understood. I'll be careful in the future. Come, let's go inside so I can check the condition of your back."