novelraw Chapter 24 Accompanying her to meet her grandmother
Chapter 24 Accompanying her to meet her grandmother
Song Xinya felt as if she had been struck by an electric current, and her toes even jerked back.
Qin Yuhe paused in applying the ointment, looked up at her, his dark eyes like stars: "Did I hurt you?"
Song Xinya: "No."
Qin Yuhe assumed she was just embarrassed to say it hurt, so he applied the medicine even more gently.
His movements as he applied the medicine were gentle, meticulous, and slow; time seemed to stand still.
Song Xinya's soles pressed against his palms, their skin touching, and the temperature of her soles rose higher and higher.
Qin Yuhe asked with a smile, "Are you hot?"
Song Xinya said slyly, "I feel you're very hot, why are your palms burning my feet?"
Qin Yuhe chuckled: "Am I the one burning you?"
Song Xinya: "It should be."
Qin Yuhe raised an eyebrow: "Is that so?"
Song Xinya felt that this noble young master seemed quite easy to talk to, which was different from the rumored image of him as ruthless and cold-blooded.
Seeing his slow and unhurried movements, Song Xinya asked, "Mr. Qin, are you not busy now?"
Qin Yuhe: "Busy."
Song Xinya: "Hurry up and finish applying the medicine and go back to work."
Qin Yuhe: "No need, I've already postponed the work."
He, a person who values work above all else and enjoys the feeling of being busy with work all his time, would actually postpone his work.
Song Xinya asked in surprise, "Why?"
Qin Yuhe: "I'll accompany you to meet your grandmother."
A warm feeling spread from Song Xinya's heart.
She didn't know if he loved her, but he seemed to have done everything a husband should do.
Oh, right.
Besides having sex.
They haven't done it yet.
After Qin Yuhe finished applying the medicine to Song Xinya, he instructed her, "It probably won't get better anytime soon, so try to minimize your movement and rest for a couple of days."
"Okay," Song Xinya said, looking towards the sink. "Go wash your hands."
Qin Yuhe placed her small, white foot, which was in his palm, on her shoe, and the hot, smooth sensation disappeared when their skin touched.
He stood up, glanced at her feet, and said, "Your feet are very beautiful."
Song Xinya wanted to say what was so good about it, but it was covered with a thick layer of ointment, and the smell of herbs was strong.
I heard Qin Yuhe say, "Pink."
He stared at her feet, seemingly finding it quite strange: "How come even your feet are pink?"
Song Xinya suddenly felt a little hot. The way he said it made it sound like he had seen other parts of her body that were pink.
Actually, she had never taken her clothes off in front of him.
He never took off his clothes in front of her.
She doesn't even know if he has abs.
Qin Yuhe's gaze swept across her face, his eyes lingering on her lips.
He turned and walked out to wash his hands.
Song Xinya was left alone in the room, and the air finally stopped being sticky and began to flow.
She patted her chest and exhaled a long breath.
The area on the instep where I was burned is swollen, and when I wear shoes, it rubs against my skin and feels like it's being pricked with needles.
With one foot in a shoe and the other foot raised, Song Xinya hopped outside.
When Qin Yuhe finished washing his hands and came out, he saw Song Xinya had already jumped twenty meters away in the corridor.
It bounces pretty fast.
When Song Xinya hopped to the corner of the corridor, an old man walked straight towards her. She hopped backward, but couldn't dodge in time and stumbled and fell to the ground.
The sound of running footsteps came from behind her. She was lifted up by the waist, her legs bent.
Still shaken, Song Xinya clung to Qin Yuhe's neck with both hands, her palms pressed against the skin on the back of his neck.
"Mr. Qin, you've arrived just in time."
Qin Yuhe carried her towards her grandmother's room: "Just stand in the room and wait for me to pick you up. Why are you jumping around like that?"
Song Xinya: "I think I can successfully hop back into the house by myself."
Qin Yuhe: "You think you're Mario from Super Mario Bros., that you can just jump up, headbutt, and pop out a mushroom to successfully complete the level?"
Song Xinya's body went limp, and she leaned against him, her eyes lowered, looking somewhat aggrieved: "I didn't think that way."
Qin Yuhe looked down at her and saw her long eyelashes trembling, like a bullied child, with a childlike, cute, and pitiful look.
She is usually radiant, but when she is unhappy, her long, curled eyelashes droop, giving her a childlike cuteness and making her seem pitiful.
These two completely different qualities blend together perfectly on her beautiful face, not only without being incongruous, but also creating a unique and captivating charm.
When Qin Yuhe carried Song Xinya to the door, he heard her say, "Grandma is inside. Put me down."
Qin Yuhe: "What, do legally married couples have to avoid suspicion?"
He brazenly carried her into the house.
Grandma, seeing that Song Xinya hadn't returned for so long, was craning her neck to look around when she saw a man carrying Song Xinya back, with Song Xinya affectionately hugging his neck.
"Ya Ya, who is this man?"
"He is mine..." Song Xinya wasn't quite sure how to say the last two words: "Husband."
Qin Yuhe raised an eyebrow, revealing his pleasure.
He gently placed Song Xinya on the cot, bowed his head to his grandmother, and solemnly and respectfully called out, "Grandma."
Grandma looked at the tall, handsome man and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
Qin Yuhe: "Qin Yuhe, my grandma calls me Hehe. I met my maternal grandma for the first time today and I felt very close to her. You can call me Hehe like my grandma does."
Grandma's polite smile turned into a knowing one: "Hehe, I felt a sense of familiarity with you the first time I met you."
Qin Yuhe saw the calming and sleep-aiding tea on the table and guessed why Song Xinya had gone to get hot water.
He returned, brought over the thermos, brewed a cup of tea, and handed it to his grandmother with both hands, gently reminding her, "Be careful, it's hot."
Handsome men always win women's favor more easily, especially since he is also sweet-talking, hardworking, and attentive. Even the nearly eighty-year-old grandmother couldn't resist the charm of the handsome man and turned to Song Xinya, saying, "Ya Ya, your husband looks like a good man."
Song Xinya could sense that Qin Yuhe was trying to please his grandmother today.
A man's emphasis on his wife's family is not only a sign of respect for her, but also a demonstration of his care and consideration for her family.
Song Xinya was somewhat moved that he had gone to such lengths for her.
Qin Yuhe stood in front of his grandmother the whole time. Only when his grandmother told him to sit down did he bend down and sit down.
He answered every question his grandmother asked earnestly.
Grandma's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes unclear. She might ask the same question four or five times, but Qin Yuhe never showed any impatience and answered her again and again.
After Grandma finished drinking the sleep-inducing tea, it was late at night, and she felt sleepy, so she sat up and dozed off.
Qin Yuhe got up in time and helped his grandmother lie down in the quilt.
Of the two people awake in the room, only Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya remained.
As for Song Tingye, once he falls asleep, he never wakes up. Even if you transport him to Gayaozi in Myanmar, he won't wake up.
People who are carefree tend to have good sleep quality.
There was only one bed in the room, narrow and only 1.2 meters wide.
Song Xinya has more than enough room to sleep alone, but it would be very crowded if the tall and strong Qin Yuhe were to join her.
Song Xinya: "Mr. Qin, there is a five-star hotel near this sanatorium where you can stay."
Qin Yuhe sat on the cot next to her: "I'll stay here."
Song Xinya: "Then I'll sleep on the sofa."
Qin Yuhe: "You want to sleep in separate beds on the fifth day of our marriage?"
Song Xinya: "That's not what I meant. This bed can't fit two people."
"Is that so?" Qin Yuhe put his arm around her waist, pressed her down on the bed, and hugged her from behind, his strong body pressed tightly against hers.
He buried his face in her neck, his warm lips caressing her sensitive skin: "We can sleep here, let's sleep together."