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Pei Xingzhi and Qin Song officially moved back to the Pei family home. To make them comfortable, Pei's mother specially vacated the master bedroom and had Pei Lingxuan personally go to the home furnishing store to pick out a three-piece bedding set that young people like, as well as some simple bedroom decorations.

"Wow! This room is so comfortable!"

After washing up, Qin Song lay lazily on the bed and sighed comfortably.

Pei Xingzhi placed his cane on the bedside table, carefully climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Qin Song.

"Isn't it much more comfortable than our rented room?"

"Of course." Qin Song raised an eyebrow and praised without reservation, "This room is spacious and clean, and it also has a large balcony. Of course it's more comfortable than that rented room."

Pei Xingzhi listened to her words and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her: "Xiao Song, were you feeling very wronged during the time you lived in the rented house with me?"

"No, not at all." Qin Song turned his head and met Pei Xingzhi's gaze with gentle eyes.

"Although that rented room was old, dilapidated, and small, I never felt wronged living there."

"Why?" Pei Xingzhi raised his hand and gently brushed the hair that had fallen across Qin Song's face.

Qin Song looked at him and smiled: "Because you're here. You always keep the house very clean, and you throw dirty clothes into the washing machine as soon as they're washed, and then hang them out to dry promptly. You never forget the trash piled up at the door."

"You do all these things so well, how could I feel wronged living with you?"

“But what I’ve done is far from enough.” Pei Xingzhi tapped Qin Song’s nose, his eyes as gentle as a lake rippling in the warm spring sun.

"Xiao Song, I promised you that I would give you a life where you have no worries about food and clothing, and that I would never let you suffer any injustice from anyone, but I haven't done any of those things yet."

"It's alright." Qin Song smiled sweetly, warming Pei Xingzhi's heart.

"Your studio is doing better and better now, and I believe you will soon fulfill your promise to me. Pei Xingzhi, keep it up."

Pei Xingzhi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll do my best."

"Go to sleep." Qin Song reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, pulled the covers over himself, and comfortably closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep!" Pei Xingzhi snuggled up in the blankets and snuggled up next to Qin Song to hug her.

She deliberately twirled the gold bracelet on her wrist a few times, proudly showing it off: "This is a gold bracelet my mother gave me. You don't have one, do you..."

Pei Xingzhi pressed her hand down, hugged her tighter, and said with a smile, "Yes, I don't. You're the only one in the whole family who has one."

"La la la!" Qin Song hummed a song incoherently, took his hand out from under Pei Xingzhi's grasp, and waved it childishly.

"Go to sleep," Pei Xingzhi commanded, pressing her hand back down.

"La la la!" Like a disobedient kindergarten child, she took her hand out for the third time.

Pei Xingzhi tirelessly tried to grab her, then helplessly bit her ear and said, "Baby, be a good girl and go to sleep, okay? You've been tired all day."

"……All right."

Qin Song outwardly felt embarrassed to be called "baby" by him, but she actually enjoyed it very much.

As soon as he calls her that, she's willing to go to sleep obediently.

The light, slightly heavy breathing gradually became even and long, and Qin Song slept peacefully and obediently in Pei Xingzhi's arms.

Pei Xingzhi opened his eyes in the darkness and silently gazed at the person sleeping soundly in his arms.

Qin Song was very well-behaved when she was asleep. Her eyes were gently closed, and her long, slightly drooping eyelashes would occasionally tremble gently with her breathing, like two light and restless feathers.

Beneath the feathers was her delicate and pretty face, and a beautifully straight nose. Below her nose were her lips, which looked incredibly kissable.

Pei Xingzhi slowly looked her over, and after a moment, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

Her face wasn't big; Pei Xingzhi could cover two-thirds of it with just one palm.

He used a little force to turn Qin Song's face towards him, caressing her face with his fingertips while leaning down to kiss her lips.

Qin Song, who was asleep, did not know how to respond and could only let Pei Xingzhi steal a kiss from her.

Today was their first time sharing a room in over two months. Logically speaking, Pei Xingzhi, as a man who had only recently lost his virginity, should have been somewhat unable to control himself.

But for some reason, Pei Xingzhi didn't have any thoughts about that tonight.

He took advantage of Qin Song's sleep and brazenly stole a kiss from her, simply wanting to kiss her to express his love and tenderness for her.

I have no other thoughts.

"Baby."

After kissing her, he gently rubbed his straight nose against Qin Song's cheek and whispered in her ear, "Goodnight, baby."

"I love you."

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There is a study in the house, and Pei Xingzhi started working in the study after being discharged from the hospital.

Qin Song liked the balcony of the master bedroom, so he moved his work desk there.

The balcony offers a fantastic view. Sitting here every day, watching the sun rise and set, observing people coming and going in the neighborhood, and watching the camphor tree in the courtyard shed its leaves one by one, she even finds motivation to finish her writing.

Pei Xingzhi was a person who respected other people's privacy very much. Even though Qin Song was his wife, he would knock on the door before entering the room if Qin Song was busy with work. That's why Qin Song could relax and unreservedly stay on the balcony to finish her manuscript.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Just then, Pei Xingzhi knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

Qin Song reflexively picked up the drawing paper on the table, turned around and called out towards the door, "What's wrong?"

Pei Xingzhi's clear and gentle voice rang out from outside the door: "Xiao Song, come out and have some fruit to relax."

Qin Song stretched his aching shoulders and neck, and replied loudly, "Okay!"

After finishing drawing the last few details on the paper, Qin Song packed his things, left the balcony, and went to the living room.

Pei Xingzhi was sitting on the sofa. As soon as he saw her come out, he smiled and patted the spot next to him.

"Xiao Song, come and sit down."

Qin Song, supporting her pregnant belly, walked over and sat down next to him somewhat lazily.

He brought over the pomegranate he had peeled beforehand, scooped up a full spoonful, and fed it to Qin Song.

Qin Song savored the sweet taste of the pomegranate juice and asked curiously, "Pei Xingzhi, how did you peel this pomegranate for me while using your cane?"

Pei Xingzhi raised an eyebrow and said, "I brought a small stool over beforehand. I put my broken leg on the stool so I don't have to use crutches for the time being, and then I can peel the pomegranate for you."

"Ah..." Qin Song nodded, then gave Pei Xingzhi a thumbs up, "You're really amazing!"

Pei Xingzhi: "I still have..."

"Qin Song!"

"Qin Song, I know you live here! Come out and pay me back right now!"

Before Pei Xingzhi could finish his smug speech, a sudden shout rudely interrupted him.