Chapter 7: She Could Still Endure

“At Grandpa’s house, the few of us slept together in the same room. You didn’t need to tell us stories!” Lu Yicheng, hands on his hips, shielded his younger sister and brother behind him, as if afraid Lin Qingyue would harm them.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t help but laugh and cry. The path to becoming a virtuous wife and good mother was long and arduous!

She glanced at Lu Siyi beside her and rubbed her aching waist.

“This house is a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment. The three children can sleep in the small bedroom next door, and we’ll sleep in the master bedroom,” Lu Siyi said.

Finished. Lu Siyi also agreed with Lu Yicheng’s opinion.

This wouldn’t do.

“Or, should we have separate dorms for boys and girls?”

“I’ll sleep with Sisi, and you’ll sleep with Lu Yiming and Lu Yicheng?” Lin Qingyue blinked, trying to look harmless.

Lu Siyi’s face darkened. Even a fool could see that Lin Qingyue didn’t want to sleep with him in the same bed.

His lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes fixed on Lin Qingyue, a hint of sharpness in their glow.

“Don’t misunderstand…” Receiving Lu Siyi’s warning gaze, Lin Qingyue felt the air around her become oppressive. She pulled the corners of her mouth, forcing a smile.

“Don’t want me to misunderstand?” Lu Siyi raised an eyebrow, his hands clasped together as he sat on the sofa. His strong features, even a raised eyebrow, carried a powerful sense of pressure.

Lin Qingyue nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

“Then let’s sleep together.”

“…”

No, no, no, this wasn’t what she wanted.

“It’s settled then!”

Lu Siyi got up and took bedding from the closet to make the children’s beds.

Sisi rubbed her eyes, yawned widely while wrapped in a small blanket.

Lin Qingyue’s heart softened. She picked up Sisi and held her close. The little girl leaned against her shoulder and quickly fell asleep.

Lu Yicheng lifted his chin, smugly saying to Lin Qingyue, “You’re a bad woman! You’re not allowed to sleep with us!”

“You say I’m a bad woman? How am I bad?” She smiled gently, reaching out to touch Lu Yicheng’s fluffy little head. “Even children should have reasons for what they say.”

Lu Yicheng’s face flushed red. He turned and sat on the sofa, no longer speaking. Lu Yiming said obediently, “Aunt Lin, don’t mind my brother. He didn’t mean it.”

Seeing Lu Yiming’s cautious manner, Lin Qingyue’s eyes flickered. These three children didn’t treat this place as home.

Similarly, she didn’t either. This was only Lu Siyi’s home.

“Are you sleepy?” she asked softly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Lu Yiming’s face.

“Rest on the sofa for a while. After your dad makes the beds, you can go to sleep.”

Lu Siyi finished making the children’s beds and came out to see Lin Qingyue tending to the three children, a heartwarming scene. The warm incandescent light cast a soft glow on Lin Qingyue.

Her eyes were downcast, her gentleness almost overflowing. She softly hummed a tune, her voice gentle.

She was already fair and pretty, but now she radiated a sacred beauty. Lu Siyi swallowed, his gaze darkening.

She looked up, the tenderness in her eyes still lingering. “The children are all asleep. Be gentle.”

“Mm.” His voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to restrain himself.

He carried Lu Yicheng and Lu Yiming like chicks, and Lin Qingyue placed Sisi in the middle of the bed, her two brothers on either side, as if protecting their sister.

“That little stinker Lu Yicheng is actually quite cute when he’s asleep!” The tenderness in Lin Qingyue’s eyes was about to overflow.

Children are simple-minded; their joys and angers are all shown on their faces. As long as she responded with sincerity, she would definitely be a good stepmother.

After Lu Siyi settled the children, he saw Lin Qingyue lying directly next to them, showing no intention of getting up. He scooped her up in his arms.

Lin Qingyue exclaimed, landing firmly in Lu Siyi’s embrace. She looked up at him. Backlit, a faint shadow fell under Lu Siyi’s eyes, concealing his surging desires.

His steps were steady. Lin Qingyue’s weight was nothing to him.

Lin Qingyue’s head rested against his chest, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat, she began to feel nervous. She didn’t want to repeat last night’s experience.

Seeing Lu Siyi about to carry her into the bedroom, she reached out and grabbed the doorframe. “Wait.”

“What’s wrong?” Lu Siyi’s voice was low, his gaze dark and unclear.

“I want to talk to you… about the children.”

“No rush.” The most pressing matter was to resolve his own issue.

“It’s urgent. Lu Yiming and Lu Yicheng are of school age. They can’t stay home forever! And Sisi needs to go to kindergarten.” Lin Qingyue still held onto the doorframe.

Her actions made him seem overly eager, wanting to have sex with her, while she stubbornly refused.

The image of a proper soldier was distorted by Lin Qingyue’s simple action.

Lu Siyi frowned. “You’re right, the children’s schooling is important, but it’s already been taken care of. You don’t need to worry.”

“Ah?”

This trick didn’t work?

Lin Qingyue began to doubt herself. Why was it different from the book? What was wrong?

In the original book, the three children weren’t supposed to be in school?

“I was thinking of taking the children to buy stationery tomorrow,” Lu Siyi saw Lin Qingyue release her grip, and he went straight into the room, placing her on the bed, not forgetting to carefully close the door to their bedroom.

By the time she reacted, she was already on the bed, Lu Siyi pressing down on her, his broad hand caressing her soft waist.

Lu Siyi’s breathing was heavy, his eyes filled with desire. Lin Qingyue resigned herself to fate. It seemed she couldn’t escape.

There were only two days left until this dog man had to return to his unit. She could still endure.

Thinking this, Lin Qingyue took the initiative to unbutton his shirt. The skin under her palm was firm and hot, and her face flushed red.

A quick pain is better than a lingering one. It’s a death sentence either way, so it’s better to get it over with.

They were husband and wife anyway; it wasn’t wrong to do anything.

Lin Qingyue adopted a “dead pig not afraid of boiling water” attitude.

She opened her arms and wrapped them around Lu Siyi’s neck.

Lu Siyi curled his lips, his gaze at Lin Qingyue becoming even deeper. He lowered his head and bit her earlobe.

Lin Qingyue’s body convulsed, a moan escaping her throat, but she quickly swallowed it down.

There were children sleeping next door. If they were awakened by such strange sounds, she really didn’t know how she would face the children later.

Her eyes were misty with tears, and she glared at Lu Siyi. That pitiful and charming look was a catalyst for desire.

Lu Siyi kissed her lips cautiously, as if afraid of scaring her.

But he didn’t know that his restrained actions were deeply hurtful to Lin Qingyue.

Looking at the bright moon hanging high, Lin Qingyue only hoped that tonight would pass quickly.