Chapter 186 Starting to Miss Him

Chapter 186: Starting to Miss Him

Finally able to get up, Su He couldn’t bring herself to look Fu Tinghua in the eye, knowing they’d nearly gotten intimate in bed after waking up at noon.

This man was becoming more and more charming lately.

Where did he even learn this?

She missed the old Fu Tinghua—the bashful one who used to blush just from saying a few words.

"Mom, are you finished yet?"

It was taking so long to do her hair, and Niu Niu was too excited, eager to see her beautiful princess hairstyle.

"Huh? Almost done."

Ugh, why was she spacing out like that?

Su He mentally scolded herself.

Fu Tinghua had been called away by the village chief earlier, off to help with something or other.

"There, take a look in the mirror."

After finishing Niu Niu’s hair, Su He immediately handed her the mirror nearby.

"Wow~ It really is a princess hairstyle! So pwetty~"

Niu Niu didn’t know what a real princess hairstyle looked like, but whatever Mom did was absolutely gorgeous.

"Mom, kiss!"

Excited, Niu Niu puckered her lips, offering Su He a kiss.

Su He didn’t refuse, leaning down with a smile to accept her daughter’s gratitude.

Ya Ya, who had been waiting impatiently nearby, rushed over and gave Su He a quick kiss on the cheek, eager for her turn to have her hair styled.

The two little girls’ antics left Su He torn between laughter and exasperation.

Luckily, she hadn’t worn any makeup today—she’d gone out without it, so there was nothing to smudge.

She still couldn’t get over how flawless the original owner’s skin was—her pores were practically invisible unless someone got extremely close.

Plus, she never got breakouts, not even during that time of month.

If she didn’t sleep well, she might develop mild dark circles, but that was the only flaw.

Earlier, Wu Yanhua had said she looked thinner, so Su He had sneakily taken out the body fat scale from her pocket dimension to check—only to find she was already down to 109 pounds.

Geez, she couldn’t afford to lose any more weight. She definitely didn’t want to end up a walking skeleton.

That skin-and-bones look wasn’t attractive at all.

"Mom, where’s Dad?" While Su He was braiding Ya Ya’s hair, Niu Niu started asking random questions.

"Dad went to the Village Chief uncle’s house to help with something."

“So, what’s for dinner tonight?” Niu Niu asked again.

On their way back, Su He had also brought some meat and vegetables in the car.

The vegetables in the backyard had been picked a lot of by her and Fu Tinghua earlier.

Yet, after just a week, new tender shoots had sprouted again, ready to be harvested.

“Mom will cook something delicious for you tonight—don’t worry,” Su He said to her daughter with a smile.

My little gourmand.

As soon as the cousins fixed their hair, they immediately ran off to show off to the other girls in the village.

Now, Niu Niu had friends too—not just Da Ya and Ya Ya from the Fu family, but she had also become friends with some other village girls.

Su He didn’t interfere, letting her go play freely with the other girls.

As the children grew older, it was natural for them to make friends with kids their own age.

Meanwhile, Zai Zai still played mostly with the Fu family kids, and now he was off running around like crazy somewhere.

Su He was happy to see how much her two children had changed—they’d finally fit in with other kids their age.

It was good they were sensible, but Su He still wanted them to grow up innocent and pure.

In the future, they could avoid the destinies written in the book.

As long as she was around, she wouldn’t let her son and daughter fall into the predicaments described in the novel.

The Fu family had mostly boys anyway.

Su He glanced at the time—it was almost 4:30, and Fu Tinghua still hadn’t returned.

Oh well, she’d cook dinner herself tonight.

This man, always getting his way with her and then running off.

They’d only been apart briefly, so why did she miss him already?

Su He hated how needy she felt. If someone had told her in the past that she’d become this affectionate after falling in love, she would’ve laughed and said, “Impossible.”

But now—

“I’m back.”

The moment Fu Tinghua’s voice rang out, Su He hurried out of the kitchen again.

“What took you so long?” she asked without thinking.

“There was an elderly villager who wouldn’t go to the clinic in town. Treating him took a while.”

Fu Tinghua paused, then added playfully, “Hmm? Missed me?”

Su He…

He’d hit the nail on the head. She could feel her cheeks burning.

“Stop talking nonsense,” she mumbled sheepishly.

"No?"

Fu Tinghua spoke, walking toward Su He. He cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"What are you doing, all of a sudden?" Su He hesitated, avoiding his eyes.

"I missed you," Fu Tinghua said, suddenly dead serious.

His gaze held raw tenderness—something impossible to fake—and sent Su He’s heart pounding.

"I—I also... I also missed—"

Before she could finish, he cut her off with a kiss.

At that moment, she completely forgot they were in their living room, where the children might return at any time, and villagers tending nearby fields could easily pass by their door.

Previously, because she had fallen for Fu Tinghua and wanted to build a life with him, Su He had quickly settled into the rhythm of an old married couple after deciding to be with him.

Fu Tinghua, on the other hand, had behaved like a teenager with his first crush ever since falling for Su He—easily flustered and blushing.

Meanwhile, Su He remained all calm composure, her thoughts mostly still on the children.

But after spending this time together and growing accustomed to sharing a bed, Su He realized that her heart’s tremors and the honeymoon phase seemed to have only just begun.

Dr. Fu, meanwhile, had turned into a full-fledged flirt, no longer shy around her at all.

If Fu Tinghua had fallen for Su He in an instant, then Su He had come to love him slowly over time.

"You’re finally missing me too," Fu Tinghua breathed when they parted, unable to resist stroking Su He’s soft cheek before adding gently.

"You—you shouldn’t keep doing this, I’m embarrassed."

Su He couldn’t bring herself to look at him, mostly because this mushy stuff felt so unfamiliar.

It wasn’t that she disliked it—it was more like cringe-inducing embarrassment. Go figure.

"You're blushing now, which means you're starting to care about me," Fu Tinghua said, his grin downright rebellious.

Lately, hovering around his wife had clearly paid off.

He could tell that while Su He liked him, it was a practical, cost-benefit analysis sort of love.

That kind of emotion felt dangerous to him.

It made Fu Tinghua feel as though he was in a relationship where Su He might walk away any day.

But now—she was clinging tighter by the day.