She knew Qin Yang was a man with a strong sense of career, but having interacted with him over the year, she also learned that not only did he value his career, but he cared deeply for family relationships as well. It was just that he couldn’t find a balance between the two, which made it seem as if he favored his career more.
Only upon entering Qin Yang’s dormitory did Lin Chuxia realize that he had been unusually quiet afterward.
Lifting her head, she suddenly found herself lost in a pair of deep, dark eyes.
Lin Chuxia paused for a moment, then broke into a radiant smile and spun around where she stood, "Does it look good?"
She had changed into a new dress during her transfer, which she and Sun Lanlan bought in the city. It was fashionable in both style and fabric for the era, and Lin Chuxia liked it very much. She brought it especially to show Qin Yang.
A man dies for his confidant, a woman dresses for the one who adores her – Lin Chuxia was a worldly person who enjoyed such worldly pleasures.
The red dress bloomed like a flower before his eyes, making the girl’s already fair skin even more silky and delicate like milk.
Qin Yang noticed her beauty the moment Lin Chuxia got off the vehicle, but unlike her, he couldn’t bring himself to stare so blatantly at a female comrade amidst the bustling train station.
Now, at last, he could openly admire his own wife.
Qin Yang didn’t respond to Lin Chuxia’s question; his actions and gaze said it all.
Lin Chuxia was very pleased with this effect. She turned around to rummage through her suitcase, "I also brought you your favorite... Eh..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her close.
A murmur beside her ear carried a hint of sensual temptation, "My favorite is you!"
Lin Chuxia felt a burning heat on her back but calmly corrected him, "Your favorite beef sauce, produced on the assembly line of our food factory. Try it at lunch and see how it tastes."
Qin Yang’s arm tightened around her, "Wife..."
Lin Chuxia gave him a sidelong glance, "Look, I brought quite a bit. Later on, we can give some to your colleagues..."
Qin Yang pulled her hand directly, confining her in his embrace and forcing her to face him.
Lin Chuxia blinked, "And there’s more..."
"I know."
"You don’t know... mmm..."
"I said I know."
The rest of her words were cut off, replaced by an urgent and passionate interruption.
A sly twinkle passed through Lin ChuXia’s eyes as her slender fingers traced up his spine, "What do you know?"
The man stiffened, then suddenly picked her up and placed her on the bed, "I just know..."
After the passion subsided, Lin Chuxia watched the man by the bed tidying his clothes. Exhausted, she turned over. The room was stuffy and hot, and it was uncomfortable under the covers. She aimlessly kicked a couple of times, stretching her legs out of the blanket.
Qin Yang caught sight of her leg protruding from under the blanket, dazzlingly white, and then looked at her shoulder exposed outside, marked with spots, and touched his nose.
He seemed a bit too eager; she had just gotten off the train.
"What do you feel like eating? I’ll see what the cafeteria has."
She had mentioned being hungry earlier, and he was hungry too, but his hunger was of a different kind now, and he had satisfied himself at her expense.
Lin Chuxia glared at him annoyedly, "Are you sure there’s still food in the cafeteria at this hour?"
Qin Yang glanced at his watch, his face turning a bit sheepish.
He hadn’t expected to be delayed to this time and now they could only wait for dinner.
Lin Chuxia didn’t want to blame or trouble him over this matter. She had enjoyed herself just now, and it’s just that a man reunited after a long separation is always hard to satisfy.
"I still have some food in my bag. Let’s make do with that and the beef sauce for now. Oh, and I also bought some milk powder."
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