Once, Chen Jing suddenly pinned him against the wall, pretending to be a bandit and teasing him in a rough voice.
Xu Cheng’an’s cheeks immediately turned bright red, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at her, but secretly pinching her waist with his fingertips – a shy and anticipatory look that was incredibly charming.
Afterwards, he would occasionally create small romantic moments, with so many variations that even Chen Jing, an “old hand,” couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter…
As it turned out, he seemed to have truly transformed, and his happiness index even rose to 95% during this period, becoming so stable that Chen Jing began to wonder if she was overthinking things.
Until today, when Chen Jing suddenly found a pile of books under the bed –
[How to Cultivate a Model Husband According to the Twenty-Four Filial Pieties] [Marriage Happiness Management] [Thirty-Three Tricks to Make Your Wife Never Want to Leave] [A Husband’s Self-Cultivation]
Chen Jing: “…………”
Even more shocking was that there were several romance novels like [Domineering Cherished Little Wife].
…So, his rapidly improving emotional intelligence came from these books?
Just as she was shocked and sighing, a sound of the door closing came from outside.
Chen Jing’s heart skipped a beat as she immediately stuffed the books back in place, quickly straightening the bedsheets. Then, she took out her phone and sat at the bedhead, looking serious.
“Honey~” Xu Cheng’an laughed as he opened the door, “Guess who I just saw?”
“Who did you see?” Chen Jing casually put down her phone and looked at him.
Xu Cheng’an’s smile deepened, but his expression suddenly froze when he caught sight of something.
Chen Jing followed his gaze and saw the words [Domineering Cherished Little Wife] on the book cover.
Her eye twitched, and she instinctively kicked the book back underneath. Regretting the obvious movement, she realized it was noticeable.
As expected, Xu Cheng’an froze for a moment before speaking.
“How did you find them?” he asked, surprised that his hidden books were discovered.
“I accidentally saw them,” Chen Jing said, quickly comforting him, “Don’t worry, I’ll put them back right away; I didn’t look closely.”
“Really?” Xu Cheng’an’s expression softened slightly, but he looked suspiciously at the bottom of the bed. “Did you… open and read them?”
