Xu Chacha opened one of the books with some skepticism, but the blunt and unrestrained text she saw almost made her spit out her hot tea onto the screen.
It was quite exciting, but the car was going too fast for her to keep up.
Xu Chacha: Thank you, but no need. I'll just watch the movie.
She closed the chat window, opened a webpage, dug out her old list of movies that had been gathering dust in her bookmarks, and picked one to watch.
The curtains in the study were drawn, and a desk lamp was on to help her concentrate.
After watching the movie for less than half an hour, Xu Chacha felt the urge to start writing. She typed away furiously, completely absorbed in her writing.
When Wen Mubai returned, she found no one in the living room. She guessed that Xu Chacha was still writing in the study. She tiptoed upstairs and found the girl engrossed in writing on the computer, so she did not disturb her.
By the time Xu Chacha stretched and looked up from the document, it was already past seven in the evening.
Moving the mouse over WeChat, Chen Qianqian sent several more messages in the group.
Chen Qianqian: This is amazing! I swear I just randomly found it. I never expected there to be such a "masterpiece". I was completely dumbfounded when I saw the protagonist's name. Hahaha!
She immediately followed up with a file.
Xue Miaomiao: ...
Xue Miaomiao: I suggest withdrawing it.
Thinking about the type of novels Chen Qianqian reads, Xu Chacha shuddered and had absolutely no interest in clicking on one.
Her gaze shifted to the side, and she saw a plate of fruit on the corner of the table. Xu Chacha guessed that Wen Mubai had already returned home, and she was overjoyed. She went downstairs.
Wen Mubai was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. The evening news was on TV, but the sound was off. Xu Chacha reached her arm from behind, hugged her neck, and buried her head in her hands, saying, "You're back."
"Hmm." Wen Mubai put down the magazine and asked her softly, "Are you hungry?"
Xu Chacha touched her belly. "A little."
Although Wen Mubai supervised her to eat lunch, she had already burned off all her energy in the long afternoon.
"Auntie left some sour soup dumplings in the fridge, do you want some?"
"eat!"
Aunt Wen Mubai's cooking skills are truly excellent; under her care, Xu Chacha's appetite has increased significantly.
How many do you want?
“Eight…no.” Xu Chacha thought of the aunt’s dumplings, each one could be made as big as half a fist, and they were served with soup. She thought for a moment and then said, “Let’s have five, we can eat less tonight.”
"Okay, then you sit down." Wen Mubai stood up and casually pulled a blanket over Xu Chacha's head. "Cover yourself up, so you don't catch a cold again."
Xu Chacha often falls asleep while watching TV on the sofa. If she doesn't cover herself with something, she's sure to catch a cold when she wakes up. So Wen Mubai instructed the aunt to always keep a blanket on the sofa, all year round.
Wen Mubai simply boiled the dumplings in water and added the sour soup seasoning packet that his aunt had prepared in advance. He did it quite efficiently.
After confirming that she could handle it, Xu Chacha turned her head back.
Well, as long as she doesn't blow up the kitchen, she's still a good wife.
After Wen Mubai finished cooking, he placed the bowl directly on the coffee table and gave Xu Chacha a spoon so she could eat while watching.
"What about you?" Xu Chacha asked, seeing her about to leave. "Aren't you going to eat?"
"There's a document that Panpan asked me to look at." After reading it, I'll have to make some changes if there are any problems, so it's more convenient to use a computer.
"Is it slow? Then put yours in the microwave first, and wait until it cools down."
"It should be quick, you eat first."
"Then could you save the document and close it for me?"
"Okay, sure."
Wen Mubai patted Xu Chacha's head and got up to go upstairs.
Less than five minutes later, Xu Chacha's phone vibrated.
My dear wife: Come up here
Xu Chacha replied with a question mark, and a screenshot was quickly sent over from the other end.
The content is filled with obscene and explicit 18+ text, but what's worse, the protagonist's name is "Wen Mubai"?
Xu Chacha was really choked this time, coughing until her face and neck turned red.
She rushed up in a panic, and as she opened the door, her throat still hoarse, she hurriedly cried out, "No, it wasn't me! It has nothing to do with me!"
Wen Mubai was calmer than she had imagined. "Take a breath and speak slowly. I'm listening."
Despite saying that, Xu Chacha still stammered with a face as red as a monkey's bottom, "This...this was sent to me by Chen Qianqian, I...I haven't seen it at all!"
She remembered that Chen Qianqian had sent her some kind of "masterpiece" later, probably because she accidentally clicked it when she stood up.
Unexpectedly, Wen Mubai saw it by sheer accident.
She had never been so embarrassed in her entire life, both her childhood and her next life!
Wen Mubai wouldn't think this is what she wrote after staying at home all day, would he?
If she can't explain it clearly, she'll just bang her head against the wall right now!
"Hmm, then why is it open?" Wen Mubai asked casually, but Xu Chacha felt like she was being interrogated by her homeroom teacher.
Perhaps she was already a little guilty, because her hands were twirling behind her back, and her ears were so red they looked like they were about to explode.
"I might have clicked on it by accident. I saw you go home and immediately went downstairs. Really... I really didn't even glance at it."
"If I had known it was something like this, I would have destroyed the body immediately!"
"Oh." Wen Mubai nodded thoughtfully, and then, right in front of Xu Chacha, he moved the mouse and looked closely. After noticing something, he raised the corner of his lips and said in a meaningful tone, "It's still a yuri story."
"..." Help! "If you don't believe me, I'll show you the chat history."
Xu Chacha opened her phone and showed her the chat history in the group. "It really was Chen Qianqian who sent it. I didn't even have time to reply."
Wen Mubai covered his mouth and chuckled, "Why are you so excited? I was just asking."
I was afraid you would misunderstand.
“It’s alright, at your age…” Wen Mubai looked her up and down, “it’s not surprising that you look at these things.”
"I won't watch!"
"Mmm." Wen Mubai nodded and said in a coaxing tone, "If you don't want to watch, then you don't have to."
"I really won't look!" Xu Chacha said angrily, snatching the mouse from her, closing the document, and clearing the chat history on the computer.
She thought the matter would be over once the body was disposed of, but little did she know that the torment was far from over.
That night, both of them had already gone to bed.
Xu Chacha made the most of her time surfing the internet before 11 o'clock, and as soon as the time was up, she turned off her phone and went to sleep.
Just then, Chen Qianqian sent another message.
Chen Qianqian: How is it?
Chen Qianqian: That's amazing!
Chen Qianqian: You haven't replied to me yet, are you engrossed in watching it?
Chen Qianqian: This is a treasure, I haven't even dared to look at it myself, I'm sending it to you first.
As luck would have it, Wen Mubai was holding Xu Chacha in his arms at that moment, and he could see the messages on her phone with just a slight tilt of his head.
Hearing the laughter from the person above her, Xu Chacha flipped her phone over and pressed the screen down onto her pillow.
"Is it funny?"
"It's alright." Wen Mubai actually answered seriously, though he couldn't hide the laughter in his voice. "Actually, the author's writing is quite good; you can read it carefully."
"Look closely? You want to look closely?"
“You should still be able to open it on your phone.” With that, Wen Mubai picked up her phone, flipped to the book in the records, and opened it. “It seems like a good bedtime read.”
Depend on……
"If you like it, take it aside and watch it yourself."
"What's wrong? I'm not shy at all, but you're the one who's embarrassed first."
Xu Chacha shrugged and muttered softly, "You still know you're shameless."
Wen Mubai flipped through a few pages at random, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, still the dominant one."
Who is the dominant one?
Wen Mubai handed her the phone, his finger pointing to a... sex scene.
Xu Chacha didn't know why she was doing this. Perhaps she didn't want to show weakness and lose to Wen Mubai, so she forced herself to remain calm and pretend to be composed as she finished reading.
"It's just so-so," she commented seriously. "But why are you on top?"
"Me?" Wen Mubai, who was close to her, chuckled twice, but didn't finish his sentence. Xu Chacha picked up where he left off.
Why do I refer to "Wen Mubai" in the novel as "you"? Isn't that like projecting Wen Mubai himself into the character?
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Withdraw." Xu Chacha even imitated the "whoosh" sound with her mouth, "A slip of the tongue."
"But I've already heard it."
Wen Mubai turned off the screen, and his hand was already on top of his. "Your heart is beating so fast?"
"This...this isn't...a normal reaction, is it?" Her body felt inexplicably hot, and her voice trembled at the end.
"Do I have an early class tomorrow?"
"No...no."
"Scared?" Wen Mubai lowered his head, his breath hot against her neck. "Wait a little longer?"
No, I'm not afraid.
The person behind him chuckled softly, "If you're scared, just say stop."
Xu Chacha's breath caught in her throat. She felt from the bottom of her heart that this fox spirit was too good at seducing people, but she couldn't do anything about it.
"By the way, you like it on top, right?" Wen Mubai pinched Xu Chacha's waist, picked her up and sat her on his lap, lazily looking down at her. "But it doesn't matter."