QTIMP -Chapter 46 Character Persona – Greedy (Part 46)

Beads of fine sweat covered Qin Bei’s forehead, yet he still tried his best to comfort Si Qiu.

“Mm, it’s okay… that kind of thing is normal the first time.”

She wasn’t talking nonsense. Even if she hadn’t personally experienced it before, she had read countless novels—she was practically rich in “theoretical” experience. Besides, in her previous life she had been a medical cultivator; she still possessed basic medical knowledge.

But Si Qiu’s single sentence made Qin Bei even more withdrawn.

Gritting his teeth, he said, “No. I want to try again.”

It was Si Qiu’s first time, and she felt somewhat uncomfortable, so when he wanted to try again, she was a little resistant.

Qin Bei naturally noticed it at once, and his eyes immediately grew misty. “Do you dislike me now? I—I’m fine physically. Just let me try again, okay?”

He leaned his face close to Si Qiu’s, lips pressed tightly together. With his short buzz cut, he suddenly looked oddly familiar.

Si Qiu reached up and rubbed his head. “Why did you cut your hair like this?”

It seemed like an ordinary question, but Qin Bei’s eyes flickered.

They were so close there was no way Si Qiu wouldn’t notice. She cupped his face with both hands. “Brother Qin, you wouldn’t lie to me, right? We’re husband and wife—we’re the closest people to each other, aren’t we?”

Having just been intimate, and coaxed like this, Qin Bei stammered, “I… I thought you’d like this hairstyle.”

Si Qiu raised a brow. He pressed his lips together before continuing.

“I saw that person had this hairstyle. He often pressed his lips together like this too. The way you looked at him…” He bit his lip, unable to finish.

The moment he said “that person,” Si Qiu quickly ran through the men she had interacted with. It was easy to think of Xing Huaien.

“You know he pursued me?”

“Mm. I was at the alley entrance that day too.”

“So you imitated him?”

Qin Bei didn’t answer, but the embarrassment rising in his heart was impossible to hide. He had always known he couldn’t compare to that man. After that day, he carefully analyzed the differences between them.

He also thought about what Si Qiu had said before, and even imagined various possibilities of their future together. In the end, he realized he truly didn’t want to lose her—couldn’t bear to see her throw herself into someone else’s arms.

So he changed. He worked hard. And sure enough, Si Qiu’s gaze gradually settled on him. The secret thrill it gave him was mixed with a faint sense of humiliation.

Now he had laid his most unseemly side bare before her.

But Si Qiu found it both exasperating and amusing. It wasn’t that serious—there was no need for some “substitute lover” plotline. She had always been emotionally detached. Even when she liked someone very much, after spending enough time together, she would grow tired.

How could she possibly keep a substitute by her side? If she liked someone, she liked someone different—that way there was freshness, and she wouldn’t grow bored.

Cupping his face again, she lifted her head slightly and kissed his lips, carefully tracing their shape before deepening the kiss.

Qin Bei’s hands grew restless. Si Qiu unconsciously leaned closer, her feelings stirred. But there were still things to clarify.

Breaking the kiss with a rough breath, their foreheads pressed together. Si Qiu panted softly. “Since you knew he pursued me, then you should know I rejected him. If someone’s already been eliminated by me, why copy him? Aren’t you afraid of dragging yourself into a ditch?”

Qin Bei tried desperately to suppress the corners of his mouth, but the dimples sinking deeper gave him away.

“Alright, baby. I’m really tired. I want to sleep.”

Years of going to bed early and waking early had made her genuinely sleepy now.

Qin Bei had nearly given up suppressing his grin, ready to laugh out loud. But her next sentence made his eyes redden again.

“Didn’t you say the first time is normal? Let’s try a second time and see if that’s normal too.”

Then she bit her lip. “If it still doesn’t work… I won’t stop you.”

The moment she finished speaking, he felt like he was about to shatter. Forcing himself to hold her gaze, he waited.

What else could Si Qiu do? It wasn’t as if she felt nothing.

With a sigh, she pulled him close and kissed him again, her other hand sliding down from his neck. Qin Bei stiffened for a moment before responding fiercely.

This time he didn’t rush forward. Remembering her earlier reactions, his large hands—rough with a thin layer of calluses—naturally roamed over her smooth skin.

When Si Qiu let out another breathless sound, his eyes lit up, and he continued with determined action to prove himself.

With the resolve to perform well, Qin Bei pushed his natural aptitude to its limit. After the pleasure came extreme exhaustion for Si Qiu.

“Qin Bei… Brother Bei… Brother~ I’m tired. I want to sleep…”

It was meant as a plea for mercy, but Qin Bei heard it as flirtation. A twenty-year-old man had boundless energy. Si Qiu didn’t faint, but she felt like she was “half-dead yet still alive.”

Qin Bei quickly prepared hot water to wipe her down, applied some medicine for her, then finally lay down, fully satisfied, holding her in his arms.

At that moment, the concept of “home” took on a different meaning for him.

Though she had no proof, Si Qiu felt she had been schemed against by this black-bellied fellow.

Sleeping late meant waking late. But in the cold of winter, waking up to a heated kang bed, a warm room, and fragrant food—this was the true meaning of marriage.

Stretching lazily, she felt some soreness, but the results weren’t bad—no other discomfort.

She took the clothes from beneath the bedding and put them on. Hearing her wake, Qin Bei lifted the door curtain and stepped in.

“Leave the quilt there; I’ll fold it. Go wash your face first. We’ll eat soon—I’ve already prepared the water.”

Putting down the quilt, Si Qiu slipped into her cotton slippers and went to the kitchen to wash up.

The main house had three rooms. Upon entering was the combined kitchen and dining area; to the right was the east room—the bedroom they were currently living in.