I almost touched the moon

"Are you really drunk?" Wen Song laughed dumbly, "It's not summer now, how can there be a fireworks festival?"

"Of course there are no public ones, but there are some that belong only to you, which are unique to you."

Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed her neck, then he leaned against her and spoke slowly and tenderly, "The first time I came to Fukuoka to look for you was during the fireworks festival. You missed the best spot to watch the fireworks because you came out to look for me. Didn't I promise you that I would make it up to you later?"

"But you've already compensated me." Wen Song smiled and turned around to hug him, "Have you forgotten that the fireworks at the wedding were much more beautiful than the fireworks festival at Mojiko?"

"It's different." Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. "When we were in love, we never came to Fukuoka. After we got married, we never had time. Later, Astrid was born. Although our family often goes to the fireworks festival and watches the fireworks together, I still want to watch the Mojiko fireworks festival with you again."

"Okay." Wen Song also hugged him and kissed him, "But you must wear a yukata or kimono to watch the fireworks festival. I didn't bring any. I left them at home in Kyoto and Hakone."

"Just buy a new one." Cheng Che held her hand and said, "Go buy it tomorrow and buy the most beautiful one for your wife."

Wen Song shook his head deliberately and said hypocritically: "No, the kimono must be customized to look good."

"Then I'll talk to Mrs. Asano and ask her to send your kimono to Fukuoka, okay?" Cheng Che hugged her and asked, "Sister, what do you plan to wear tomorrow? How about wearing furisode? I'll help you comb your hair."

"She can't wear furisode now." Wen Song sighed with some regret, "Furisode is for unmarried girls. Let's leave it to Astrid when she grows up. But she said she doesn't like kimono and can't run in it. Obviously she can run, she just doesn't understand."

"What does it matter?" Cheng Che smiled and kissed her eyes. "My wife is a young girl. You look no more than 25 years old."

Wen Song laughed dumbly, "Slippery tongue... No need to bother Asano, let's go buy some, there will be some nice ones too."

"Okay~" Cheng Che said with a smile, "It's all my fault. I should have prepared the kimono in advance. Then I'll buy it tomorrow, and then after returning to Kyoto, I'll customize a few more sets for my sister. However, I don't really like my wife wearing kimono."

"Why?" Wen Song showed a puzzled expression, "It looks very beautiful. Didn't you also say that I look super beautiful in kimono?"

"She is very beautiful." Cheng Che took advantage of the situation and held her sideways. Her peach blossom eyes were stained with red because of drunkenness, which made her look more charming and passionate. He lowered his head and gently kissed Wen Song's earlobe, deliberately lowering his voice, "But... it's troublesome to take it off..."

"Don't make trouble." Wen Song raised his head and kissed him, then said with a smile, "I'm having my period."

"Today?" Cheng Che was a little surprised and asked, "No way...isn't it only 25 days?"

Wen Song also felt a little regretful, and he sighed and explained: "The medicine I took to treat the nodules before will cause menstrual disorders, so it's early. I found it when I went to the bathroom just now. Put away your evil thoughts, take a shower and go to bed."

"Okay..." Cheng Che hugged her and kissed her again, his hand gently caressing her lower abdomen, "Does it hurt? I'll ask room service to bring some hot cocoa."

"It didn't hurt originally, but it does a little now." Wen Song curled up in Cheng Che's arms, feeling the slightly warm temperature of his hands dispel the discomfort in his abdomen.

Cheng Che immediately called room service, filled the bathtub with hot water, patted her head and said, "Be good, drink some hot cocoa and soak your feet later. I'll go buy you some painkillers and be back soon."

"Yeah." Wen Song nodded and kissed him, "Come back early."

Cheng Che quickly bought some painkillers and came back. When he came back, Wen Song was sitting on the sofa drinking hot cocoa and watching Crayon Shin-chan. She was a little surprised and said, "You're back so soon?"

"Yes, it's very close. I ran over there." Cheng Che sat down next to her and handed her two painkillers. "Take them quickly, and then I'll carry you to take a shower."

"Okay." Wen Song deliberately imitated Crayon Shin-chan's voice, "Thank you, Xiao Che."

Cheng Che was startled by her voice and the name she gave him. When he realized what was happening, his face turned red. He patted her lightly and said coquettishly, "Don't call me Xiao Che! Don't call me Xiao Che in that voice."

"Alright alright…"

Wen Song nodded and said again: "それなら, ありがとう, トオルちゃん~" (In this case, thank you, Che-chan)

"Don't even call me Toru-chan!" Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed her to stop her from speaking, then pinched her face.

"Don't you think he's cute?" Wen Song continued to imitate Crayon Shin-chan's voice, "Kazama was the most handsome person I thought he was when I was five years old. He was really handsome."

"Yes, he is very handsome." Cheng Che also smiled and gently took her into his arms, "But you can't call me Toru-chan, Xiao Che can't call me Toru-chan either. Song Song, Astrid also likes Crayon Shin-chan, should we go to Saitama and take Astrid with us to Shin-chan's home?"

"Sure." Wen Song nodded and said, "But it's very small and there's nothing fun there. But if she wants to go, take her there."

"When I was little, my grandmother wouldn't let me watch Crayon Shin-chan."

Wen Song showed a somewhat speechless and lost expression, but still imitated Xiao Xin's voice, "Because every time I finish watching Crayon Shin-chan, I will imitate Xiao Xin's speech. My grandma said that my way of speaking is disgusting. Is it disgusting? I think it's cute, right, Xiao Che?"

Cheng Che laughed dumbly, looked at Wen Song tenderly, nodded, kissed her forehead and said, "Yes, very cute, very, very cute. So if you like it, just keep talking like this, it's really so cute, why didn't you imitate it before, it's exactly like Xiao Xin. Send a voice message to Astrid, she will be very happy when she wakes up and hears it."

"I don't want to!" Wen Song hit him lightly and said, "That would make me lose my dignity as a mother."

Cheng Che felt a little sleepy and couldn't help yawning, "Wife, are you sleepy? Let's go take a shower and go to bed, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Song put her arm around his neck and said lazily, "I'm sleepy too."

After taking a shower, Wen Song lay on the bed. Although his stomach no longer hurt after taking painkillers, he still leaned in Cheng Che's arms, feeling the warm touch of his hands on his lower abdomen. It was very warm and comfortable.

She raised her head, kissed Cheng Che's chin, and said to him with a smile: "Thank you, Xiao Che."

"Don't call me Xiao Che." Although Cheng Che's tone was one of rejection, his voice was filled with joy and coquettishness.

"okok, ありがとう, トオルちゃん. おやすみ." (Okay, okay, thank you Che-chan, good night)

"It's even worse!" Cheng Che had no choice but to lower his head and kiss her, and said with a smile, "It's my sister's sister." (Good night, sister)