Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 This Clueless Youngster

Lin Chuxia wasn't panicked at all, as she never planned to avoid this matter having intended to marry him.

She wasn't a clueless girl; and if this part of life happened, she would just consider it a spice of life.

Thinking so, she reached out and embraced the man's waist.

And really, he seemed tall and sturdy by day, but felt just as good to the touch.

When her delicate and soft arms encircled his waist, Qin Yang's already nervous heart pounded even harder.

Entering the room and seeing her pretending to sleep, he knew this girl, though calm and collected in appearance, was quite bold—just like her actions during the bridal procession.

He wondered if she would continue to be bold or if she would end up crying.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and with the crass jokes his married colleagues at work had shared in mind, he took his move.

"Hiss..."

Lin Chuxia frowned suddenly: Was this blockhead trying to kill her?

Hearing the noise, Qin Yang halted, his voice husky in the dark, "What's wrong, is it not okay?"

Lin Chuxia: "..."

She couldn't deal with this blockhead anymore.

Holding back discomfort, she responded, "Yes, yes," seeing how boldly and mightily you're acting, how could it not be?

No more words were exchanged, and the breathing in the dark grew heavier.

Two young bodies—one impulsive, the other inexperienced—Lin Chuxia had to follow his lead as smoothly as possible to mitigate her suffering while secretly being tactful.

Luckily, the first time wasn't very long.

Listening to the man beside her breathing heavily, evidently pleased, Lin Chuxia also felt quite good.

"Little fellow, I'll cure you yet."

She wrapped herself in the quilt, just about to sleep soundly when she felt the warmth approach her again, "One more time."

Lin Chuxia: "..."

Waking up, it was already bright outside, and hearing voices in the yard, Lin Chuxia abruptly sat up.

The man had risen from the bed at some point, even folding the quilt neatly; glancing at the bedside clock, it was almost 7:30.

Without much thought, Lin Chuxia reached for her clothes, just as Qin Yang entered from outside.

Lifting the curtain, he saw her luminous white arms and shoulders; instinctively, he darted in, sealing the curtain and giving it an extra check.

By then, Lin Chuxia had already put on her shirt, turning to see him dressed casually today as well, still in black trousers and a vest, his muscular arms and even chest subtly showcased.

She curved her lips in a satisfied smile, continuing to dress, "Why didn't you wake me up when you got up?"

Qin Yang's gaze darted away, pouring a glass of water from the kettle, "I thought I'd let you sleep in."

"So you've developed a conscience now?"

Lin Chuxia's voice was soft, usually sounding gentle and soothing.

Yet, Qin Yang's ears heated up as he stared at the water glass, his mind jumbled.

Thinking of saying something to ease the awkwardness, he heard the woman hiss.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Chuxia, supporting herself on the edge of the bed, twisted her body attempting to get on the floor but didn't land completely; seeing the worried man coming to help, she couldn't help but give him a sidelong glance.

"What do you think is wrong?"