My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me

When he got back to bed, he didn’t pay her any mind, he just pulled back the covers, turned over, and went to sleep.

Lu Weixi was quite surprised, after regaining her composure, she thought about it, Qin Zhiyou had plenty of options out there. He just came back to her more often recently and she let her imagination run wild, assuming he was really all that into her body.

Even if he did want a kid, that didn’t mean anything. It was perfectly normal for a nearly thirty-year-old man, married for five years, to want his own offspring. After all, many families that were hell-bent on the Double Income, No Kids lifestyle eventually start planning to conceive when they reach their thirties. However, she would absolutely not bear a child if it did not meet her standards.

Having thought this, she felt much better. It was late, she closed her eyes, slowly drifting off into sleep.

After she fell asleep, Qin Zhiyou next to her carefully shifted his body. The scent of her body wash wafted towards him, every breath he took was filled with her essence, as enchanting as ever. While his physical desire was appeased, his mood was more agitated than ever.

He didn’t know how to get closer without knowing how to back off, he waited for a long time before standing up. This time he didn’t go to the restroom, he just poured himself a cup of tea and silently finished it.

The night was still long, and he remained in his personal hell.

The second day.

For once, Lu Weixi was the first to wake up. The man beside her looked worn-out and was still in a deep sleep. She carefully got out of bed and finished washing up, surprisingly, Qin Zhiyou was still asleep.

It was still early, and it was Sunday. She got bored sitting alone in the room and decided to get up and take a walk.

As soon as she reached downstairs, she saw Grandpa Qin below. He was dressed comfortably, in slippers, obviously ready to go out and exercise.

“Grandpa,” Lu Weixi immediately went to help him but Grandpa Qin pulled back his arm: “Do you think I’m too old, or do you think I’m an invalid because I fell over a few days ago?”

“Of course not, grandpa, you’re always youthful.” Grandpa Qin was eighty yet still very lively. You could see traces of his youthful charm in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Truth be told, among all the grandchildren, Qin Zhiyou was the most like him. They both had the same way of raising their eyebrows and lifting their chins when they smiled.

“You,” Grandpa Qin pinched her nose with a smile, “those good-for-nothing grandsons of mine only know how to sleep in, you are the only one who gets up this early. Do you have time to accompany this old man for a walk?”

“Of course.” Lu Weixi nodded with a smile.

Once, Miss Bai was hot-tempered and cheerful, always full of laughter. The first time she stepped into the Qin Family’s home nine years ago, Grandpa Qin took a liking to her. Later, when she broke up with Qin Zhisu and married Qin Zhiyou, Grandpa Qin didn’t object. And Yang Mogui, he agreed to the marriage knowing that she was favored by the old man.

Over the years she became much more calm, too tired to compete for favoritism with Qin Zhizha and Qin Zhimei, but her respect and love for Grandpa Qin was ingrained in her bones. He was the only elder who had treated her selflessly apart from her mother.

The mountain air was filled with a hazy mist, Grandpa Qin chatted casually about her work. She of course only picked the good parts to share. When she talked about her design work, she was very animated. Although every project was a small one, Grandpa Qin found them interesting and even said, “If only Zhimei could be as hardworking as you.”

“Zhimei is different.” Having a good family was really different, they didn’t need to work hard and still had heaps of money.

Grandpa Qin looked at her for a while, and finally asked, “How have things been between you and Zhiyou lately?”