Chapter 5: Morning Passion

The morning in the Linjia village began amidst busyness. In a farmhouse near the end of the village, closest to the back mountain, wisps of smoke rose from the chimney. Faintly, a woman could be seen washing men’s clothing, alternately scrubbing and adding water to the basin, tirelessly repeating the process.

This woman was none other than Chen Xin. Chen Xin herself hadn’t expected that one day she would be washing clothes for a man. If someone had told her that before, she would have ignored it.

But now she did it naturally, wanting to share his worries, wanting him to be carefree. Moreover, men in the matriarchal world were generally more fragile in both body and mind than women in ancient Z country. Therefore, Chen Xin wanted to do what she could, although it wasn’t heavy work, she still felt sorry for him.

She picked up the washed clothes and hung them carefully on the drying rack she had just set up, smoothing them out meticulously, with a serious expression, as if she were doing something significant.

Feeling the roughness under her hands, she hesitated for a moment, then picked up another piece and hung it carefully. Glancing at the door and then at the kitchen, she felt a bit hesitant.

But she ended up going to the kitchen to get a bowl of chicken and shredded congee. Thinking about how Chen Xin couldn’t sleep because of the soft warmth in her arms and had gone hunting in the back mountain, it was probably the first time for the little guy to sleep so well.

He even rubbed against her chest from time to time. What a torturous night it was! Thinking of something, her eyes brightened, and a pleasant smile appeared on her face. Next time, she couldn’t let him off so easily.

Carrying the congee into the house, she saw that Fang Ziyu hadn’t woken up yet. She couldn’t bear to wake him up, but she had to go to town to sell medicine and exchange it for money. It would be best to return before noon.

She was afraid that if Fang Ziyu couldn’t find her, he would panic and run out. He was a stubborn person. Chen Xin could tell that Fang Ziyu relied on her a lot and was afraid of her leaving. But she had a lifetime to dispel his uneasiness.

After placing the congee, she came to the bedside and saw Fang Ziyu, who was still asleep, looking especially cute and delicate. His long, curly eyelashes, straight, delicate nose, and rosy lips were slightly parted. His pink cheeks looked like a doll’s, very charming.

The more she looked, the lower her head went, and her warm breath sprinkled on his face. Seeing his baby-like sleeping appearance, she wanted to kiss the lips she had been thinking about all night. She slightly narrowed her eyes, supported her body with her arms on either side, and gently sucked on them, repeatedly tracing his beautiful lip lines with her tongue. As her breath gradually intensified, Chen Xin was dissatisfied with this.

She covered his body, wanting to pry open his teeth, but unexpectedly heard him whimper, “Mmm…”

Stopping her actions, she looked at him slowly opening his eyes, his sleepy and blurry appearance once again stirred her heart. Lowering her head again, she kissed him, holding Fang Ziyu’s head, gently pressing her body against his, prying open his teeth to capture his tongue, sweeping his teeth, and sucking his lips and tongue into it. She didn’t expect Fang Ziyu’s taste to be so sweet and delightful.

Fang Ziyu woke up as if from a spring dream. He didn’t expect to wake up and see Xin on top of him, which startled him. Feeling the numbness on his lips and seeing Xin’s lips also red, his eyes staring at him hotly, he remembered the scene from his dream, and his heart suddenly pounded.

His face grew even hotter, and as Xin sucked on his lips and pushed her tongue into his mouth, he shyly opened his mouth to accept her passion, his body turning into a puddle of water, lying on the bed weakly, letting her kiss him wantonly.

At this moment, Fang Ziyu’s beautiful eyes were full of spring, misty and watery, and his pretty face blushed even more, his affectionate appearance tightening Chen Xin’s heart. Pulling away from his lips, she gently kissed his eyes, which were full of charm at the moment. “Do you like it when I treat you like this?” She asked with a deep voice, her eyes filled with him.

Fang Ziyu nodded dumbly, panting heavily with his mouth slightly open. His mind was filled with what they had just done, and he felt very pleased by Xin’s kiss. His body and mind sank deeper with her kisses. What embarrassed him even more was that he felt a bit uncomfortable down there.

Seeing that he hadn’t recovered yet, Chen Xin gently kissed his swollen lips and then withdrew. “Xiao Yu’er, I’m going to town. Do you want to come with me?”

Seeing that it should be around the time of the Dragon Hour, which was around seven o’clock, she didn’t know if she could make it back before noon by walking now. She was also afraid of leaving him hungry, so she decided to go together. Actually, she was a bit worried about leaving him alone here.

“What? Xin, I want to go.”

After coming to his senses, Fang Ziyu’s voice was still soft, and he wanted to sit up, but his body was too weak to do so. His face showed embarrassment, more charming than flowers.

Seeing this, Chen Xin’s eyes also showed ripples of emotion. She picked him up and sat him on a stool, quickly went out to get a wet cloth to gently wipe his face, fearing she might hurt his delicate skin. She also used a strip of cloth torn from her own t-shirt to tie up his hair.

“Done.”

“This is a wild chicken I caught on the mountain. The rice was exchanged with the neighbor, Aunt Lin, with the chicken. Try it and see if it’s good.” Indulgent, she said while looking at him.

Although the bowl didn’t look good, the congee looked appetizing, and the sprinkled green onions added a refreshing touch.

Feeling the woman’s tenderness and seeing the congee in front of him, Fang Ziyu’s eyes gradually blurred with tears. He blinked his beautiful eyes, feeling deeply moved and sweet inside.

In the Mogu Continent, it was rare for women to cook, let alone personally help a man wash his face and comb his hair. No matter how favored a man was, she would not do these things for a man, feeling it was beneath the dignity of a woman. Yet he received all of Xin’s kindness.

Drinking the congee, Fang Ziyu was amazed. It tasted like nothing he had ever tasted before, very delicious. He had never eaten such delicious congee, not even in the Fang family, and it was made by Xin. Xin was so capable, gentle, and beautiful. He felt a slight bitterness in his heart.

Xin was so outstanding, surely many men would like her, but he only wanted to monopolize Xin. Adjusting his mood, he smiled slightly, not wanting Xin to worry. At least he was happy now, wasn’t he? Moreover, Xin was different. He would also strive to be a good husband.

“What’s wrong? Doesn’t it taste good?” Seeing him happy one moment and sad the next, Chen Xin thought he was upset because the porridge she cooked wasn’t good, furrowing her brows, she began to doubt her cooking skills, quickly moving the bowl aside.

Fang Ziyu shook his head. “No, Xin, the porridge you cooked is very delicious, really.”

“Then shall I bring another bowl?” Her eyes questioned him. She also understood that Xiao Yu’er must be overthinking again. Maybe getting married could make him feel at ease?

“I can’t eat anymore.”

Saying that, he leaned over and hugged Chen Xin’s arm, coquettishly.

“Well, if you can’t eat, then don’t.”

Patting his head, Chen Xin quickly took out the ginseng she had wrapped tightly in cloth from her backpack, took Fang Ziyu’s hand, handed him the wrapped ginseng with the other hand, not afraid of him breaking the roots. She then held the bowl. “It’s getting late. Let’s go.”

After washing the dishes in the kitchen and coming out, Chen Xin saw Fang Ziyu staring blankly at the drying clothes. She walked over quickly, holding his wrapped hand, and said, “Let’s go.”