novelraw Chapter 1332: He Really is a Romantic Person
Chapter 1332: He Really is a Romantic Person
Watching him acting all flirty, frivolous, and shamelessly conceited, Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but want to tease him.
She intentionally widened her innocent eyes and said weakly, "No, actually, I just wanted to ask how much it costs."
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Ah, ah, ah, my wife, you’re really killing the mood!" the randy, frivolous, and shameless old man complained desperately.
But at that moment, Di Jinxuan leaned in, rose on her tiptoes, and planted a kiss on his lips.
He was instantly healed, excitedly wrapped his arms around Di Jinxuan’s waist, sealed her lips with a fierce kiss, turned around, and with passionate vigor, pushed her into the corner for an enthusiastic wall-slam.
Di Jinxuan was overwhelmed by his kiss and had no choice but to surrender, "Alright, stop messing around."
Yet he pressed against her forehead, panting seriously, and tenderly caressing her cheek, he said, "Wife, why don’t we pledge our lives to each other right here?"
"Huh?" Di Jinxuan’s eyes went wide, "Wha-what do you mean?"
"To put it bluntly, it means to have sex," Nangong Jin answered very swiftly.
"You..." Di Jinxuan’s face flushed red, "Stop talking nonsense."
Nangong Jin laughed, "I’m just teasing you."
He let go of her and suddenly said, "Actually, in ancient times, some couples among the wanderers would do just that, taking the sky as their cover and the ground as their mat; without matchmakers and even without the presence of parents, they would take heaven and earth as their witnesses to become husband and wife."
That did happen in some cases, Di Jinxuan blinked, "Do you like that kind of thing?"
"It’s not really about liking it," Nangong Jin shook his head with a smile, as if sighing with a touch of yearning, "It’s just that it feels very pure, not concerned with anything else, only because the two people are deeply in love."
"Oh." Di Jinxuan nodded her head, not sure what to say. Is this the kind of love he yearns for?
"Oh my head." Nangong Jin knocked on her head, "That’s only because they were penniless. In fact, ancient times put much emphasis on proper rites. Such couples could only be called wild mandarin ducks. Hubby wouldn’t let you suffer that indignity."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Well, damn, you’re right either way; blame me, then.
"Come, wife." Nangong Jin reached out his hand to her, smiling brilliantly.
Di Jinxuan handed over her hand, and he held it in his palm.
He led her along, step by step, asking as they walked, "What do you think about designing a small indoor garden here?"
"Hmm, not bad." Di Jinxuan nodded, "Do you really like flowers?"
"I think you should like them."
Every woman should love flowers, and beautiful things.
Di Jinxuan smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I quite like them."
"The garden will be surrounded by sofas where you can sit or lie down, relaxing as if you’re in a sea of flowers, how does that sound?"
"Good."
"And there, covering an entire wall, we could make a photo wall, how about that?"
"Hmm, that’s great."
"What about this spot? What do you think we should put here?"
"I don’t know."
"How about your favorite stuffed toys? A big bunch of them, and all those you like could be placed here."
"Okay."
Nangong Jin took Di Jinxuan by the hand and with each step, he planned one step ahead, and every plan was made according to her preferences and wishes.
With his description, Di Jinxuan could almost see the warm and incredibly romantic home.
Nangong Jin said to let her design the decoration, but she felt that it should actually be Nangong Jin who should do it, because deep down Nangong Jin truly was a romantic soul; just listening to his descriptions, she was already utterly intoxicated.