He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 172 - 172 165 Indulgent and incredibly sweet daily love life

Chapter 172: 165: Indulgent and incredibly sweet daily love life (second update) Chapter 172: 165: Indulgent and incredibly sweet daily love life (second update) There was a box of medicine on the washstand, and Wen Changling was unwrapping it.

The medicine had been purchased in advance by her.

Xie Shang did not make any moves to prevent her, only tightening his arms around her waist and pleading softly, “Can you not take the medicine?”

“No,” Wen Changling said without hesitation, removing the packaging and taking out the pill, “I won’t have children.”

Once her revenge was complete, she planned to go see Ah Na and her mother, and the Hooked Cymbidium she had been nurturing for so long in the courtyard. She picked up the cup from the washstand and swallowed the medicine.

Xie Shang apologized softly in her ear, “I’m sorry.”

He had foolishly hoped that if they had a child, it might be for the better, thinking that she might soften her heart with a child. Had he known she would take the medicine, he would not have let her go without contraception.

Wen Changling turned toward him: “It’s not your fault, it’s mine.” She didn’t want to talk about it, grabbing the clothes at both sides of Xie Shang’s waist, “It’s a bit bitter.”

“I’ll go get you some sugar.”

She didn’t let go of Xie Shang, her voice coquettish, “Xingxing.”

She tilted her head back, gave a little hum, and asked for a kiss from Xie Shang.

She was very good at being adorable.

Hearing her, Xie Shang’s heart softened, and worried lest she hurt herself on the washstand’s edge, he protected her lower back with one hand, braced himself on the countertop, and leaned down to kiss her. With the tip of his tongue bringing a trace of moisture, he didn’t taste any bitterness.

They kissed for a long time, then embraced.

Xie Shang might have an aggressive personality, but the pace of their relationship had always been dictated by Wen Changling. They had been together for five months, and prior to this, they hadn’t kissed much—countable on both hands and still not as much as tonight. Love was like this, longing for closeness, to possess and to be possessed.

Resting in Xie Shang’s arms, Wen Changling caught her breath, “Xingxing.”

“Hmm.”

“Xingxing.”

“What’s wrong?”

damp eyes staring at Xie

wouldn’t be swayed by appearances; even the finest features were superficial, and she was indifferent to such things. Now she realized she had

know how to love Xie Shang, but it seemed everything came naturally, requiring just a bit less logic and permitting her true feelings to run

but kiss

cooperative, always waiting until she had her fill before

pushed Xie Shang away, “Xingxing, I’m so

Shang was too

the washstand with a towel and lifted her

filter through but obscured the view of the people inside. The thunderstorm had paused in the wee hours, leaving the outside

of dawn was scattering, revealing

“Xingxing, it’s almost dawn.”

we sleep

hadn’t slept

head, “I don’t want to sleep.” She

sending a

locked

“Changling.”

“Hmm.”

“Are you cold?”

“Not cold.”

mirror, Xie Shang held onto one

the shadows of pines and bamboo rustled, and the

*****

and came over early with Tongtong. Granny Zhu was frying

entered the kitchen, lifted the pot lid, and checked what was being steamed on

“Where’s Changling?”

probably hasn’t

forcing her to pass it from her left hand to her