Chapter Ten Durex

  Taking advantage of Chus's absence while washing, Su Nianqin tidied up the bedroom, changed into new sheets and quilt covers. The house that had not been lived in for a long time always had a faint smell, so she lit some light incense to ease the humid air.

  She thought that this time back, they would probably have to stay here for a while. As for Grandpa's proposal of marriage, apart from asking for his opinion, they also needed to ask for the opinions of his parents. After all, both the Su and Chu families were prominent families, and marriage was not something that could be taken lightly.

  She picked up several suits from the box and was about to hang them in the closet when a blue box fell to the floor with a "bang". Nian Qing was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick it up. As she did, her gaze landed on the three eye-catching characters on the box: "Durex"!

  The hand stretched out, stiffened in the air, as if it were an object carrying a virus, and hesitated for a long time without daring to pick it up.

  It's not that she had never seen this kind of thing before, nor was it that she didn't understand its use. However, when it appeared in Chusenhan's luggage, she couldn't help but think more about it!

  Every man has physiological needs, but in these five years, he never touched her, never!

  She had always thought he didn't touch her just out of respect and care for herself, but she never expected that she actually knew nothing about him!

  A sourness surged up in her chest, the air she inhaled seemed to be instantly sucked away by something, a severe suffocating feeling pressed down on her, it hurt so much that she almost couldn't stand steady, her legs went weak and she fell onto the carpet!

  The thick carpet didn't hurt her when she fell, but as she struggled to get up, she let out a bitter laugh and picked up the opened condom with trembling hands, as if it was a hot potato, and threw it heavily back into her luggage!

  Standing in front of the closet, she took several deep breaths, looking at the pale-faced woman in the mirror, tugging at the corners of her mouth, but couldn't manage to force out a decent smile.

  Out of sight, out of mind. She would rather think that she was just being overly cautious and not ruin the image of this man in her mind. She knew that he had never lacked women by his side, and who wouldn't have a past before marriage? She could turn a blind eye as long as he treated her well and remained faithful to their marriage after they got married. She believed she had the ability to make this man, who was not easily moved by women, fall in love with her!

  Just like in the past, when no one believed she could stand by his side, she took him to various high-profile events, becoming his girlfriend with justification and proudly standing by his side.

  She believed that he loved her, otherwise he wouldn't be so gentle and affectionate every time he kissed the corners of her eyes. It was only at these moments that she could see a man's tender emotions for a woman on his face.

  She patted her pale face and smiled at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, opened the closet and put away her clothes.

  When she turned around, Chus Han also happened to come out of the bathroom. His half-dry black short hair added a few points of softness to his cold and hard handsome face. He was wearing a black bathrobe with a slightly open collar, revealing his robust and sensual chest.

  Her gaze, following the robust and semi-naked chest upwards, finally met those dark eyes, and he happened to look at her at this moment, their eyes locked for a few seconds, before Chus Han shifted his gaze away, his calm and tranquil eyes as indifferent as ever.

  The air was filled with the faint scent of bath gel, and the two people were alone together in this ambiguous setting. Su Nianqing couldn't help but blush slightly, looking away shyly as she searched for the hair dryer in the cabinet.

  Without opening it, Chu Si's eyes glanced at the blue box on the suitcase, his sharp and piercing eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold and stern face remained unmoving.

  She fetched a hair dryer and led him to sit on the edge of the bed, half-kneeling behind him, carefully drying his hair.

  She glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table and leaned into his ear, saying: "It's almost eleven now, do you want to rest first or go out for lunch?"

  "It's up to you." A low and sexy voice with a hint of lazy charm.

  These three words are obviously very enjoyable for Su Nianqing, and this unconditional respect for her choices makes her happier than saying a romantic phrase to her! The sulking anger just now because of "Durex" was all swept away by the joy brought by these three words!

  Digression

  Today I discussed officialdom with my grandfather and just found out that he was the retired secretary of the municipal party committee. I will continue to learn from him, striving to write better articles, thank you all for your support!