Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
When An Chuxia walks in, she hears Jiang Yuan talking to someone about writing. She dare not disturb her by saying hello. When she gets to her room, she closes the door behind her. However, it opens again. Despite the person tiptoeing, she knows it’s Han Qilu who walked in.
She doesn’t pay much attention to him. She picks up the bottle of Coke she brought up with her. The cap is sealed tightly, and she can’t uncap the drink in her right hand. Sighing heavily, she walks over to Han Qilu who is lying on her bed and covering his eyes.
She holds out her hand. “Help me unscrew the lid!”
Han Qilu, whose eyes are half open, seal shut. Then, he rolls over and pretends to be asleep!
“Hey!” An Chuxia says loudly as she squats to his rolled side and shakes his body. “I’m thirsty!”
“Don’t you know how to be self-reliant?” Han Qilu’s eyes flutter open slowly, but he takes the soda from her hand. He wants to tease her when he opens her drink. He knows she’s going to be angry, but it’s too good to pass up.
He sits in a cross-legged position as he easily unscrews the bottle cap. As soon as she looks up, he drinks half of the bottle’s contents.
“Hey, my cola!” It’s only then An Chuxia reacts and reaches for the half-drunk bottle. She’s sulking, and she’s caught in that indescribable expression of wanting to drink the cola, and at the same time, not.
“Don’t drink it. Give it to me!” Slow to movement, Han Qilu pulls the bottle away. An Chuxia hurriedly grabs and protects the cola from him. She looks up and takes a sip of what is left. The latter action makes him smile and change his disposition. He grabs her mobile phone from her pocket.
“What are you doing?” She suddenly snatches back her phone from him, and clicks on the address book. Han Qilu has changed his name to ‘Dear Husband’. Her face turns crimson. She squats and shoots him a dissatisfied look. “Young master Han Qilu, aren’t you being childish?”
“If I find out you’ve changed it, you’re dead!” With that statement, he pushes himself off the bed.
As he gets out, An Chuxia subconsciously asks, “Where are you going?” Immediately after blurting the question, she bites her tongue as her face gets redder.
Sure enough, he smiles unscrupulously and brings his face closer to hers. “Why, you don’t want me to go? Then I’ll stay and sleep with you.”
But he has to go.
“Go to your own bed! Sleep with that big head of yours!” An Chuxia pulls on the pillow on her side and slams it.
Han Qilu shrugs. “If you want me to go, just say so. I wouldn’t have laughed at you.. .”
“Not yet!” An Chuxia gnashes her teeth, hating herself and asking herself how to save her own face.
“An Chuxia.” Han Qilu says her name with a smile, but he is serious. “You’re mine. If I find out you’re getting close to another man, no matter where I am, I am not going to let him rest. Understand?”
Without waiting for an answer, he leaves.
An Chuxia looks at the direction he left, and all she feels is a filled heart.
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
When An Chuxia walks in, she hears Jiang Yuan talking to someone about writing. She dare not disturb her by saying hello. When she gets to her room, she closes the door behind her. However, it opens again. Despite the person tiptoeing, she knows it’s Han Qilu who walked in.
She doesn’t pay much attention to him. She picks up the bottle of Coke she brought up with her. The cap is sealed tightly, and she can’t uncap the drink in her right hand. Sighing heavily, she walks over to Han Qilu who is lying on her bed and covering his eyes.
She holds out her hand. “Help me unscrew the lid!”
Han Qilu, whose eyes are half open, seal shut. Then, he rolls over and pretends to be asleep!
“Hey!” An Chuxia says loudly as she squats to his rolled side and shakes his body. “I’m thirsty!”
“Don’t you know how to be self-reliant?” Han Qilu’s eyes flutter open slowly, but he takes the soda from her hand. He wants to tease her when he opens her drink. He knows she’s going to be angry, but it’s too good to pass up.
He sits in a cross-legged position as he easily unscrews the bottle cap. As soon as she looks up, he drinks half of the bottle’s contents.
“Hey, my cola!” It’s only then An Chuxia reacts and reaches for the half-drunk bottle. She’s sulking, and she’s caught in that indescribable expression of wanting to drink the cola, and at the same time, not.
“Don’t drink it. Give it to me!” Slow to movement, Han Qilu pulls the bottle away. An Chuxia hurriedly grabs and protects the cola from him. She looks up and takes a sip of what is left. The latter action makes him smile and change his disposition. He grabs her mobile phone from her pocket.
“What are you doing?” She suddenly snatches back her phone from him, and clicks on the address book. Han Qilu has changed his name to ‘Dear Husband’. Her face turns crimson. She squats and shoots him a dissatisfied look. “Young master Han Qilu, aren’t you being childish?”
“If I find out you’ve changed it, you’re dead!” With that statement, he pushes himself off the bed.
As he gets out, An Chuxia subconsciously asks, “Where are you going?” Immediately after blurting the question, she bites her tongue as her face gets redder.
Sure enough, he smiles unscrupulously and brings his face closer to hers. “Why, you don’t want me to go? Then I’ll stay and sleep with you.”
But he has to go.
“Go to your own bed! Sleep with that big head of yours!” An Chuxia pulls on the pillow on her side and slams it.
Han Qilu shrugs. “If you want me to go, just say so. I wouldn’t have laughed at you.. .”
“Not yet!” An Chuxia gnashes her teeth, hating herself and asking herself how to save her own face.
“An Chuxia.” Han Qilu says her name with a smile, but he is serious. “You’re mine. If I find out you’re getting close to another man, no matter where I am, I am not going to let him rest. Understand?”
Without waiting for an answer, he leaves.
An Chuxia looks at the direction he left, and all she feels is a filled heart.
