MGASC -Chapter 113 Kisses Are Not All the Same

Zhang Qiao’s apricot-shaped eyes widened slightly, and her bright face flushed red in an instant.

Ah… how was she supposed to respond?

But she didn’t need to, because Lin Tianyue was already holding her face and pressing a burning kiss onto her.

Resigned, Zhang Qiao closed her eyes—but she could still hear her heart pounding loudly.

Wow, this big, rough man was so gentle with his kiss this time.

Unlike before, when his kisses were full of possessiveness and territorial aggression, this one was delicate, soft, as if she were a crystal or pearl he held carefully in his palm.

His slightly prickly stubble brushed against her chin, teasing her a little.

Soon, Zhang Qiao melted under his kiss. When he released her, she nestled into his arms like a well-behaved little cat.

Even her gaze became uncontrollably dreamy.

So… kisses were not all the same.

Being cherished and protected by a strong man like this… actually felt wonderful, made her heart race.

Zhang Qiao let out a soft hum of pleasure—her gentle voice nearly made Lin Tianyue’s blood boil.

He rubbed her tender lips with his rough thumb, then kissed her rosy cheek again. “Do you like it?”

Floating on a cloud of bliss, Zhang Qiao could never admit she liked it too much.

Otherwise, the big, rough man would become proud again.

She pulled away from his arms, looking out the window, admiring the sky painted with evening clouds.

The pink sunset was so beautiful!

Even the breeze carried a fresh, sweet scent.

The view from this little villa really was incomparable to a small, rustic house.

Zhang Qiao rested her hands on the windowsill, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Lin Tianyue, I really like it here. I’m moving in tomorrow!”

She had made up her mind.

When moving, she planned to invite the former neighbors over for a meal—first, to thank them for helping with the fire, and second, to celebrate the housewarming.

Of course, she would also invite Lin Tianyue’s second and third uncles, as well as his maternal uncles.

As for Li Xiufen, she could come if she wanted.

As long as the relatives stood united with them, in the future, she and Lin Tianyue wouldn’t have to worry about Li Xiufen causing trouble.

If this house weren’t a public property, she would have demanded Lin Tianyue change the ownership immediately.

With moving on the agenda, Zhang Qiao also brought the three little ones to see the house.

The three boys had never lived in such a nice house before and were equally excited.

Lin Jin: “Aunt Qiao, we can live in a fancy house like this now?”

“Yes!” In Zhang Qiao’s eyes, in a small county like Xiangshui, this already counted as a very nice little villa.

“Oh my! My dad really got rich!”

Lin Ran: “That’s nothing. When I grow up, I’ll buy Aunt Qiao a house in Jiangcheng! I’ll buy a whole building!”

Lin Xun: “You’re just talking big!”

Lin Ran, full of ambition: “Talking big? Just wait and see, bro!”

Zhang Qiao couldn’t help but laugh. “Fine, I’ll wait. I’ll wait for you guys to buy me a house in Jiangcheng, then a big one in the capital!”

The three little ones seemed to see bright days ahead. They kept busy helping Zhang Qiao move things upstairs and downstairs.

Although the furniture from Song Jiawen was all brand new, Zhang Qiao didn’t care—it all got moved downstairs.

Then she hired a carpenter to redesign some new furniture.

For example, the bunk beds for the three kids—she spent a long time describing them, even drew rough sketches, but the carpenter had never made such beds before and couldn’t quite grasp the idea.

Finally, Lin Tianyue drew the design according to Zhang Qiao’s description, and only then did the carpenter understand the style she wanted.

Zhang Qiao looked at the blueprints Lin Tianyue drew—very professional. Later, she described the vanity and bookshelf she wanted, and he drew those as well.

Holding the carefully drawn blueprints, Zhang Qiao’s eyes lit up with admiration.

“Lin Tianyue, you must have been good at science and engineering in school. Once we’re more settled, would you consider furthering your studies? Getting a degree could really open doors for you.”

That night, at the guesthouse, Zhang Qiao, in her floral pajamas, held the blueprints and encouraged him enthusiastically.

Lin Tianyue had just stepped out of the shower, wearing only shorts, his upper body bare, a fresh soap scent wafting from him.

Earlier, he had seen Zhang Qiao letting the three little ones use this soap, and after bathing, she praised them for smelling good and even kissed Lin Jin, saying she loved his scent.

So, during his shower, Lin Tianyue had also lathered himself with plenty of soap.

Afterward, even he could smell how fragrant he was.

He sat beside Zhang Qiao, his dark face slightly flushed. “You mean you want me to go to college at my age?”

He scratched his head. “I did okay in school back then, but it’s been years since I left. Do you think I can manage?”

“How could you not? Lin Tianyue, you need confidence! You were good in school, smart, clever. If you want to pick it up again, I’m sure it’s no problem! Age doesn’t matter. The college entrance exams just restarted a few years ago, and there are even older students. People need ambition. The view from higher up is different from the view from below—that’s vision.”

Lin Tianyue felt his blood pumping with excitement.

His wife was praising him, showing faith in him. How could he disappoint her?

When he dropped out in the first year of high school, he had the best grades in the class. Even the teachers tried to convince him to continue studying.

Of course he had regrets—how could he not?

But life kept pushing him forward, leaving no chance to turn back.

Yet Zhang Qiao’s encouragement reignited a long-lost fire in him.

“My wife, if you put it that way, I’ll give it a try! But not now—at least wait until you’ve had the baby and life is a bit more stable.”

“Hmm, as long as you have the intention, that’s enough. My brother-in-law is a high school teacher; I’ll ask him to help us get a set of high school textbooks.”

Zhang Qiao wasn’t in a hurry—she believed only knowledge could truly change a person.

What she and Lin Tianyue lacked was a spiritual resonance.

With the serious talk over, Zhang Qiao picked up the ointment to treat Lin Tianyue’s back.

She had been paying close attention to his injury these past few days, making sure he didn’t do heavy work or move recklessly. After several days of applying the medicine, the wound was healing, but at first glance, it was still frightening.

Zhang Qiao carefully applied the medicine, her small hands brushing his satin-like skin, her gaze inevitably drawn to his broad, double-door-like torso.

So sexy!

Though the injury would surely leave a scar.

A perfect body, ultimately, wasn’t perfect.

But thinking that he got hurt for her sake stirred a strange feeling in her heart.

“Does the medicine smell bad?” Lin Tianyue suddenly asked, his back to her.

Zhang Qiao sniffed. “I’m used to it. It doesn’t smell bad.”

“Oh.”

Lin Tianyue thought: really, she didn’t notice anything else?