You're my wife, don't doubt it!

"How do liberal arts students know right from wrong now?" Xiao Yao noticed the key point: "Besides, it's been more than two hours, how is that fast!"

Shen Jie finally let go of his numb left hand.

He shook his hand: "Thank you for today."

"What are you thanking me for?" Shen Jie took Xiao Yao's schoolbag and helped him put his homework in one by one.

“Hmm,” Xiao Yao thought for a moment, “I told you not to laugh at me.”

"Hahahaha. You're done laughing, now you can talk."

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao yawned and wiped his face: "When I was in the first year of junior high school, I liked a girl in my class."

"How come you have so many stories about your ex-girlfriends?" Shen Jie pouted deliberately.

“There was no ex-girlfriend, it was just… you know, being young and naive…” Xiao Yao gestured.

"Alright, alright, please continue."

"At that time, I thought, 'I wish I could marry her.' We rented a small house off-campus. In my imagination, it was a small blue house with soft, yellow lights."

“Every day, I can hold her hand, go to school together, come home together, cook and eat together, do homework together, and sleep together—just sleeping, just like we did yesterday.”

"Actually, one day I suddenly stopped liking her, but the desire to get married and live together remained."

"So, thank you for helping me with my homework today. We've accomplished another one. That's all."

Shen Jie just stared at Xiao Yao, her expression unreadable.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked nervously. "I know you won't understand. What are you going to say about me now? That I've fallen in love with love?"

“No,” Shen Jie said earnestly, “If one day you suddenly stop liking me, you must tell me immediately, and I won’t blame you.”

“Absolutely impossible,” Xiao Yao said firmly.

"You, you," Shen Jie sighed, "It's so rare to see a guy like you who's obsessed with love!"

"Love-obsessed? What does that mean?" Xiao Yao didn't understand.

“Tianyun told me about the future internet slang,” Shen Jie explained. “It’s basically just being crazy. Could it be because they lack parental love?”

"Shen Jie." Xiao Yao placed his hand on the back of Shen Jie's hand, and she jerked back instinctively.

Seeing the hurt in Xiao Yao's eyes, the girl grabbed his hand and comforted him, "But you're also quite cute."

"Shen Jie, there are many things I want to do with you, and also to travel to every corner of the world with you." Xiao Yao's voice and expression were equally affectionate.

Shen Jie lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought, then raised it again, laughing heartily, and said, "Okay."

"Thank you."

"What happened to me in the future that made me fall in love with someone like you..." Shen Jie smiled gently and pinched Xiao Yao's cheek.

"pain."

Chapter 85 Skin-colored Socks

2023-01-13

"What happened to me in the future that made me fall in love with someone like you..." Shen Jie smiled gently and pinched Xiao Yao's cheek.

"pain."

Then, the two fell silent again.

"Shen Jie, don't you have anything to say to me?" Xiao Yao asked expectantly, "What is it?"

"Hmm..." Shen Jie thought about it seriously for a moment, "I've got it."

"Ok?"

“Even if I were the queen of the whole world, you would still be my king alone,” Shen Jie said, chuckling.

Xiao Yao felt his heart begin to pound restlessly, and his blood began to rush to his head.

"By the way, you asked me to pick you up from school today, you weren't joking, were you?" Shen Jie suddenly remembered something.

"Um... I was just saying, don't..."

"Honey, I'll pick you up from school tomorrow," Shen Jie announced.

"Forehead……"

This should be the second time Shen Jie has called him that, and the first time it was somewhat sarcastic.

"What did you just call me?" Xiao Yao asked to confirm.

"No second time." Shen Jie stood up and stretched. "I'm going to take a shower."

"Are we going to the same place as yesterday?" Xiao Yao asked, only to see Shen Jie pull out the plastic bathtub from under the bed.

“We can’t afford to stay in hotels every day, and besides, it’s not clean.” Shen Jie sat on the edge of Xiao Yao’s bed and pulled off her black socks with her hands. “There are still many places to spend money later.”

"I'm sorry to have troubled you," Xiao Yao said with some guilt, taking a nearly unused towel from the photo booth. "You shouldn't come to pick me up tomorrow, in case Zhang Zhengkai also comes to the school gate to wait for me."

"That's true. How about I take you to school?" Shen Jie threw two crumpled socks out, which drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed on the sofa.

“Okay… then,” Xiao Yao thought for a moment, then walked to the sofa, picked up the socks, turned them right side up, and threw them into the laundry basket: “Wife, look, this is the laundry basket in my room. Don’t throw your clothes away randomly. Put them all here so I can wash them all together.”

“Okay~” Shen Jie said, “You don’t even have a washing machine at home, how are you going to wash clothes? Why don’t we buy one?”

"Stop messing around," Xiao Yao inspected the pile of laundry in the basket, "Where are you going to put the washing machine? On the bed?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Shen Jie began her final, maniacal laugh again.

“For larger items, we can pile them up and send them to the dry cleaners,” Xiao Yao said to himself. “For things like underwear and socks, we can just rub them by hand and hand wash them.”

“You’re not as helpless as Shen Tianyun made you out to be,” Shen Jie stopped laughing. “She gave me a good scolding.”

"I'm probably only slightly better than you, Miss," Xiao Yao thought to herself.

“When Grandma was alive, I didn’t really care about these things, but I would still get scolded for leaving my clothes lying around,” Xiao Yao admitted. “Now that she’s gone, and we’re living together, someone has to do the chores. Can I expect you to take care of me?”

"Um……"

"If we rolled around in a dog sty together, who knows how much Shen Tianyun would nag us. Even though we're all about the same age, we still need to act like elders..."

"Xiao Yao, I feel like you've grown up a lot lately," Shen Jie praised.

"It's actually not that bad, I'm pretty lazy too," Xiao Yao said, pleased with the compliment. "I plan to stock up on a little more each time and wash it all at once. But I really don't have time to do a deep clean every day. Since you're on vacation and not in school, you can do it if you can, but it's okay if you don't want to..."

“Perhaps, we can’t really count on me for that right now,” Shen Jie thought for a moment, “How about we hire a part-time housekeeper here?”

"You decide for yourself, Miss," Xiao Yao said noncommittally. "Didn't you just say that there are still many places to spend money later?"

"Hmm... I'll think about it some more. Hiring a part-time cleaner doesn't actually cost much, it's not like we're hiring a Filipino maid." Shen Jie stroked her chin. "Didn't I say I wanted to take a shower? What have you been wandering around here for?"

"Go wash your things, what's it to you? Okay, okay, stop kicking me, I'm leaving, I'm leaving..."

……

……

While Shen Jie was taking a shower, Xiao Yao sat in the dark bathroom where the lights were off.

He sat on a small stool, listening to the gurgling water inside, feeling a mix of peace, joy, disappointment, and感慨 (gǎnkǎi - mixed feelings of emotion and reflection).

It feels a bit bad to let this pampered young lady make do here.

However, I really don't have any way to improve the bathroom conditions right now.

"Holding a book in your hands is as comforting as a woman taking a bath in her own tub."

……

Just as Xiao Yao was about to fall asleep, the latch on his bedroom door suddenly clicked open.

"I'm coming in?" Xiao Yao confirmed before pushing the door open.

"come in."

The room was still steamy, and Shen Jie had already changed into her white silk pajamas, applying something to her face in front of a small mirror.

"Want me to blow dry your hair?"

"No need, I didn't wash my hair today." Shen Jie ripped off the towel covering her hair, revealing long, pencil-black hair: "What are you doing?"

"I poured it for you," Xiao Yao said matter-of-factly. "Why did you make water all over the floor?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Shen Jie said. "I'm going now. Remember to wash up too, okay?"

"Okay," Xiao Yao said lazily, drawing out his words.

What's it like to have two beautiful girls urging you to take a shower every day?

Shen Jie went into the closet and closed the door.

Xiao Yao took off his shirt and shorts one by one and climbed into the plastic bathtub.

The bathtub was only a little over a meter long, so you couldn't lie upright inside; you could only curl up, which was very uncomfortable.

The water that had been used once was no longer scalding hot, but it was still warm.

Xiao Yao let out a long breath, enjoying the warm caress of the bathwater.

...Wait, the water that was used for washing once?