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Chapter 406: Chapter 409: Exercise in Bed?_1
"If you keep blabbering, I’ll hit you."
Qiao Duo’er pushed Tan Zhenghong down at the desk, personally laid out the paper for him, and even ground the ink.
The service was so considerate that Tan Zhenghong felt embarrassed not to focus on his calligraphy.
He had once longed to enter a private school, to be able to read and write, but now his hands were accustomed to the bow and arrow, trembling slightly when he held the pen.
Unbidden, his eyes reddened a little.
His reaction made Qiao Duo’er’s heart ache; this poor guy had not had an easy life growing up.
Quietly to herself, Qiao Duo’er thought that once their lives got a bit better, she would have two little buns, because she wanted to give them a carefree and happy life.
"Let’s have a contest to see who writes better."
Qiao Duo’er brought over another stool and grabbed her own paper and pen to practice writing too.
She came up with this idea on the spur of the moment, afraid that if Tan Zhenghong had nothing to do, he would drag her to bed.
Once on the bed, they could forget about doing anything else that day.
Before long, Tan Zhenghong followed her lead and wrote two big characters.
Seeing Qiao Duo’er lean over to look, Tan Zhenghong immediately covered it... he would let her see when it looked better.
Qiao Duo’er nonchalantly pushed her writing towards him, "Look at what I’ve written—we’re family after all, show me yours."
Seeing that they were both equally skilled, or lacking thereof, Tan Zhenghong also let go.
Looking at each other’s writing, both of them couldn’t help but laugh—crooked, uneven, it looked more like drawings.
Trying to hold back her laughter, Qiao Duo’er said, "We should practice seriously. One day we will be proud of it, and you can even teach our son how to write then."
"I don’t want a son," Tan Zhenghong emphasized again.
Qiao Duo’er blinked, "What about a daughter? My eyes and mouth are pretty, and your nose is good-looking. Our daughter would definitely inherit our best features and be as pretty as a doll."
With her guidance, Tan Zhenghong couldn’t help but imagine it for a moment.
But after a brief fantasizing, he shook his head, "No, having you is enough."
Qiao Duo’er knew this kind of thing couldn’t be rushed and didn’t press Tan Zhenghong; after all, there was no hurry for the time being.
The couple spent the morning practicing their writing, and by noon, the rain had lessened. Tan Zhenghong donned a straw raincoat and caught two crucian carp from the river.
Qiao Duo’er cooked a pot of crucian carp soup, stir-fried a dish of wild vegetables, and their lunch was settled.
After lunch, Qiao Duo’er still planned to practice writing.
But Tan Zhenghong sidled up to her and said, "Wife, sitting for too long isn’t good for your health, you need to get some exercise."
Qiao Duo’er blinked her innocent eyes, "Husband, are you talking about exercising in bed?"
Her voice was enticing, and coupled with the seductive wink she threw his way, Tan Zhenghong felt his bones go soft. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
"Wife, you’re the smartest!" Tan Zhenghong gave her a thumbs up.
Qiao Duo’er hooked her finger under Tan Zhenghong’s chin, mischievously saying, "Husband, I must tell you something."
Tan Zhenghong, already teased to distraction, nodded without hesitation.
But nothing could delay his steps in cherishing his wife.
"My period has started, do you want to continue?"
Qiao Duo’er looked forward to Tan Zhenghong’s reaction, which was just as she expected—if she bit his face now, it would certainly taste bitter.
Tan Zhenghong asked in frustration, "Why has it come so soon this time?"
Qiao Duo’er chuckled inwardly. Perhaps now they could rest for a few days, right?
But how could Tan Zhenghong be so ignorant? Her period, also known as the monthly affair, was supposed to come every month—it was a sign of good health.
