After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Wen Yi sniffed the pungent perfume on him again and suddenly said, "Actually... you didn't smoke before, so you don't smell of smoke or have that pungent perfume on you."

"I still prefer the fresh scent you used to have, even the smell of sweat was much better than the fragrance you have now."

She continued, "Do you think I'll be eating New Year's Eve dinner alone?"

Wen Yi's thoughts shifted, she frowned slightly, took a deep breath and said, "Hiss~ I feel more tired when I'm idle than when I'm working. I feel like I've lost my way, and I have no motivation to do anything."

Cheng Qingsong watched as Wen Yi was lost in her own thoughts, as if she were talking to herself.

The cold wind blowing in from the balcony made Cheng Qingsong shiver.

Cheng Qingsong called softly to Wen Yi: "Xiao Yi, if you're bored, why don't you go shopping and see what Wen Jing and Wen Yu like, then buy it and send it back to them? You don't seem to have bought any new clothes this year, you could go and get a few more."

As he spoke, he handed over all the tips of over three hundred yuan that the guests had given him the day before to Wen Yi.

With the year-end approaching, many people have both money and free time and want to relax, so there are many customers spending money at entertainment venues, and they are willing to spend money, so the tips they receive are much higher than before.

After feeling sad for a while, Wen Yi put away her impromptu sighs and looked at the money in her hand. She was still very happy. Money really is a source of happiness.

Wen Yi jumped into his arms and instructed Cheng Qingsong to carry her into the house.

Cheng Qingsong carried Wen Yi into the house and suddenly said, "Xiao Yi, shall we have a child now?"

Wenyi, nestled in the warm blankets, looked at him with surprise and asked casually, "Why do you want a child now?"

Cheng Qingsong couldn't say it, of course; it was his keen intuition that told him they needed a child. He could only casually say:

“If you had a child, you wouldn’t be all alone all the time. You wouldn’t have any of your old friends here to go shopping and chat with. Now, I can support you and the child on my own.”

Seeing that Wen Yi was gradually losing her attachment to him, an invisible barrier seemed to have been erected between the two of them, as if a rift had formed between them.

His feelings have been fluctuating lately. If the two of them didn't have a child, would Wen Yi want to break up with him at any time?

Wen Yi doesn't want children right now, and if Cheng Qingsong continues like this, they will get divorced sooner or later.

Of course, they didn't get a marriage certificate; it was just a de facto marriage. If they wanted to separate, it would be easy. They just needed to inform their parents and get a certificate from the village official.

These tender thoughts played out in her mind countless times like a movie, but she just felt it was troublesome. Cheng Qingsong hadn't done anything wrong to her, and she couldn't just want a divorce for no reason!

She was mainly afraid that if she brought up breaking up with him, she wouldn't be safe being out alone. She felt safe as long as she was home.

So Wenyi said, "Having a baby is fine, but we want to go home to give birth! My mom is there, and she can help us with anything we don't understand. I feel safer conceiving in a familiar environment."

The two were once inseparable, but now they each have their own thoughts. Such is the nature of the bond between husband and wife; it is so fragile that it can be broken at any moment.

Their hearts are no longer aligned; aren't they each harboring their own ulterior motives? Unless one of them is willing to compromise.

Cheng Qingsong didn't say whether it was okay or not, but simply took off his clothes and slipped into the quilt like an eel, pulling her tightly into his arms.

He pounced on her like a hungry tiger, cupping her face and kissing her passionately. Wen Yi blushed and felt her body burning from the sudden, hot kiss. Her slender, calloused hands pressed against his chest: "It's so early in the morning, I don't want it."

But Cheng Qingsong wouldn't listen to her. He was so overwhelmed by Wenyi's kisses that he was like a ripe peach, so beautiful and tempting.

Even as they were intimately entwined, she would still whine in a coquettish voice, "It hurts, don't be too rough."

Cheng Qingsong comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry. I'll make you feel comfortable."

If he hadn't thought she was too delicate, he would have preferred to bully her even more.

As the two continued to take from each other, things became increasingly uncontrollable.

Amid the chilly morning air outside the window, the sounds of a man and a woman panting and moaning drifted from the small rented room.

……

Wenyi, who thought she would be eating New Year's Eve dinner alone, ultimately did not get her wish and ended up eating with a group of people.

Jiang Yu had informed Cheng Qingsong well in advance that everyone would go to his rented house to celebrate the New Year together on New Year's Eve.

When they arrived at noon, two men and three women had already arrived. Upon seeing them, one of the men, whom Wen Yi didn't recognize, started teasing Cheng Qingsong.

"Why are you only arriving now? Everyone's been waiting with bated breath." The man who spoke was Jiang Yu's friend, Zhao Feng, who was busy preparing chickens.

Cheng Qingsong was a complete stranger to them before, but now they were all gathered together to make a living, and over time they gradually became familiar with each other.

Cheng Qingsong smiled slightly, "I was delayed by something."

Wen Yi wasn't familiar with them, so she just smiled slightly and nodded.

Cheng Qingsong introduced Wen Yi to the girls present and asked them to take good care of her, while he went to help with the cooking.

After the food was prepared, everyone treated each other as if they were at home, simply paying respects to their ancestors and setting off firecrackers before preparing to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

Jiang Yu brought over a bottle of wine and poured a small bowl of wine for everyone, including Wen Yi, who doesn't drink.

Jiang Yu, as the host, spoke first:

"We're all friends, so let's drink to our hearts' content today. May we all prosper in the coming year! Come on, let's all have a drink!" With that, everyone downed their drinks.

Wen Yi doesn't drink alcohol, but she didn't want to spoil everyone's fun, so she forced herself to drink it. The spiciness of the alcohol made her cough.

Seeing that Wen Yi's face was flushed, like a ripe apple, Jiang Yu quickly poured her a glass of warm water. Wen Yi took the water and whispered, "Thank you."

Seeing that Jiang Yu, who was closer to Wen Yi, had already poured her water, Cheng Qingsong stopped paying attention. He didn't know that Wen Yi couldn't drink alcohol and thought she had just choked.

After a hearty meal and drinks, everyone chatted and boasted. Someone asked Cheng Qingsong a question, and all she heard was Cheng Qingsong's voice saying:

"Actually, I didn't plan to get married so early at first, but I had feelings for my wife at the time. When she asked me if I wanted to get married, I hesitated, but we still got married in the end."

The tone of his voice made Wen Yi feel embarrassed, even if he said it casually and even if no one cared about the meaning behind his words.

Wen Yi still felt embarrassed and didn't react for a long time. When she did, they talked about other topics.