Heartthrob, Your Image is Crumbling!

Chapter 366: The Taste of Home

Zhou Yuwen's hands trailed continuously up Su Qing's beautiful legs in stockings.Su Qing was originally wearing a tight skirt, but as Zhou Yuwen caressed her, the fabric had ridden up and folded halfway inside out.

Truth be told, it had indeed been a long time since Zhou Yuwen had been intimate with a girl. Besides, he and Su Qing were basically an old couple; tangling together required no unnecessary words before they were already passionately making out.

"Mmh."

Su Qing sat on Zhou Yuwen's lap, pressing her hands against the back of his head.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yuwen showered kisses down her neck.

After they made out for quite a while, Su Qing finally opened her hazy eyes. Her clear eyes seemed to speak as she looked at Zhou Yuwen pitifully and asked, "Want to go to my place for a bit?"

Zhou Yuwen paused, glancing up at the floor where Su Qing's apartment was located. It was true that the lights were off, but he still had his reservations. He said, "It's always just been you and your mother at home. If a guy suddenly shows up, and later there are creaking noises, wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?"

Zhou Yuwen was naturally referring to the sound of a shaking bed, and he even thrust his hips a few times to emphasize the point.

Since Su Qing was sitting on his lap.

Zhou Yuwen was making these creaking rocking motions.

Su Qing naturally felt it and knew exactly what he meant.

She couldn't help but let out a coquettish whine, rolling her eyes at him. She said, "What are you afraid of? It's not like you haven't been there before."

"I mean, I've been there, but I've never really done that at my mother-in-law's house."

Saying this, Zhou Yuwen's face actually flushed a little.

Su Qing's home was a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment in an old residential area, and it was terribly small. In his previous life, although he had visited when proposing marriage, he had been sitting on pins and needles the whole time. How could he possibly have done anything indecent in there?

Su Qing burst into giggles.

She sat with her legs tucked on Zhou Yuwen's lap.

Her beautiful legs, wrapped in stockings, were slender and long, with the pale soles of her feet pointing toward the steering wheel.

She blinked at Zhou Yuwen. "Then do you want to try it?"

"Try it?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"Mmh, try it!"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Let's forget it. We can try just as well in the car."

"Ah, you're so annoying!"

Su Qing was angry, but she was no match for Zhou Yuwen, who suddenly acted like a pig rooting for cabbage. It looked like he really intended to take her right there in the car, all while caressing her wonderful thighs.

At the same time, he kept kissing her neck.

Then, freeing up a hand, he reached to undo her buttons.

"Mmh... why... why are you in such a rush today?"

Flushed from Zhou Yuwen's advances and with her breathing growing erratic, Su Qing blinked her sparkling eyes in the dark car and asked.

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Because I missed you!"

"Hmph, you only know how to lie to me."

Even as she was being tossed about by Zhou Yuwen, Su Qing still pouted and complained, accusing him of only seeking her out because he had no one else to play with in Jinling.

"You've been in Jinling this whole time, yet you haven't bothered to look for me in eight hundred years."

"Baby, saying things like that ruins the mood. Does any of that matter? What matters is that I'm right here beside you today, isn't it?"

"Hmph!"

Following that, Zhou Yuwen simply hoisted Su Qing onto his shoulder and moved her to the back seat of the car.

The space in the back seat was indeed large enough as he laid her body down.

Then he lifted her beautiful legs in stockings high into the air.

In this position, he was treated to a full view of her lovely scenery.

However, Su Qing, who had been constantly thinking about cementing her relationship with Zhou Yuwen, now found herself somewhat lacking in enthusiasm, feeling that this was meaningless.

Zhou Yuwen simply wanted to sleep with her, not even willing to go up to her home.

Watching Zhou Yuwen holding her legs and scrambling about in a flurry.

Su Qing only pouted in disdain.

Zhou Yuwen was quite direct; after lifting her beautiful legs, he immediately reached down to unzip his pants zipper.

Having her legs raised high for a while, Su Qing grew tired and simply rested them over Zhou Yuwen's shoulders.

Her neatly trimmed toes were encased in sheer stockings.

As they moved, her small, stocking-clad foot brushed against Zhou Yuwen's cheek, bringing a faint matte sensation.

Su Qing even rubbed her face against her own little foot and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She said, "Zhou Yuwen, don't you think it stinks?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "How could it stink? I can't even get enough of kissing my wife's little feet, so how could they smell?"

After saying that, Zhou Yuwen actually leaned in to kiss Su Qing's foot.

Amused by his antics, Su Qing pulled her foot away and said, "Go away, you're so shameless."

"Hehe, alright baby, let's become one!"

With that, Zhou Yuwen pressed down onto Su Qing's body.

They mumbled and fumbled around like this for a long while.

Inside the pitch-black car, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but say how strange it was.

"I haven't been home for so long, I seem to have forgotten the way back."

"Zhou Yuwen, let's go upstairs. I'm a bit hungry."

The moon had come out, shining through the rear window and reflecting in Su Qing's eyes as she spoke to Zhou Yuwen.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there. Once I'm done, I'll take you out for a big meal," Zhou Yuwen said.

Hearing this made Su Qing genuinely unhappy, and she pushed Zhou Yuwen right off her.

Zhou Yuwen tumbled off Su Qing and fell into the gap between the seats.

Taking advantage of the fall to just lie there on the floor mat, Zhou Yuwen sighed and asked, "What was that for?"

Turning over, Su Qing climbed on top of Zhou Yuwen.

In the darkness.

Su Qing's facial features appeared striking as she said, "Come upstairs with me. My mom won't be back."

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Why are you so obsessed with going upstairs?"

"I don't want to do it in the car, and I haven't even showered. Zhou Yuwen, please come up with me, okay?" Su Qing's voice carried a hint of pleading.

Looking at Su Qing's pitiful expression.

Zhou Yuwen sighed and said, "Alright, let's go up."

Hearing his agreement, a bright smile instantly blossomed on Su Qing's face.

This girl was indeed easy to coax.

In truth, Zhou Yuwen genuinely felt that it made no difference whether they went upstairs or not.

However, if they did go up and ran into a neighbor who saw Su Qing bringing a man home, it wouldn't look good.

But since Su Qing was so insistent on going up.

Then so be it.

Su Qing's home was on the fourth floor of an old commercial housing building. Two of the voice-activated lights in the stairwell were broken, making the climb quite inconvenient.

Zhou Yuwen had been to Su Qing's home before, but he had forgotten all these little details.

Now, accustomed to the prosperity of the big city, returning to this cramped, rundown place made Zhou Yuwen suddenly wonder how people could even live here.

She took out her key and opened the door.

And just like that, the two entered the cozy two-bedroom, one-living room apartment.

Although the building was on the older side, with two women living there, it was undeniably cozy and well-kept.

A pleasant fragrance greeted them the moment they stepped inside.

A beautiful tablecloth draped over the dining table.

Su Qing was thrilled that Zhou Yuwen was willing to come upstairs with her. This visit was different from the last time; it was done in secret, which inexplicably added a thrilling edge to the experience.

Just moments ago, when she had been pulling Zhou Yuwen up the stairwell, she had acted with extreme caution.

Even after they entered the house and closed the door, Su Qing smiled playfully and whispered to him, "See? Didn't I tell you my mom was working overtime and wouldn't be home?" Zhou Yuwen replied, "Looking at the time, she should be back soon, right?"

"How is that possible? She teaches a graduating class, so she won't be back until ten o'clock," Su Qing said.

Zhou Yuwen nodded. "Alright then."

Noticing that Zhou Yuwen's enthusiasm had waned, Su Qing wanted to share her happiness with him. She stood on her tiptoes, planted a kiss on his lips, and whined coquettishly, "Come on, don't be mad. This is our first time, it has to be a little formal."

Zhou Yuwen assured her he wasn't angry.

"I'm just worried your mom might find out. After all, we aren't married right now. If we get caught, won't your mom treat me like a lecher?"

Believing that Zhou Yuwen cared about his image in her mother's eyes because he planned to marry her in the future, Su Qing felt a surge of joy. She asked, "You actually care about that?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Of course I do. Your mom has always treated me well. I wouldn't want her giving me the cold shoulder over this."

"Hmph! Are you implying that I don't treat you well?"

Just a second ago she had been all smiles, but now her face hardened again.

Zhou Yuwen stepped past Su Qing and sat on the sofa. "I have no idea about that!"

Seeing his nonchalant look, Su Qing ground her teeth in annoyance. She said, "Hmph, I'm ignoring you. I'm going to take a shower. Do you want to join me?"

"No thanks, you go ahead."

Su Qing didn't force the issue. She was definitely going to shower regardless. The previous incident didn't count; this would be her and Zhou Yuwen's true first time.

Su Qing naturally wanted to treat it with the utmost care.

So, she headed straight for the bathroom.

Just as she turned around, Zhou Yuwen called out to her, "Hey,"

"Mmh?" Su Qing looked back curiously.

"Don't forget to put your stockings back on after your shower. I haven't touched them enough yet."

A smile tugged at the corners of Su Qing's lips. "You rascal!"

With that, she turned back and walked into the bathroom.

Zhou Yuwen sat alone in the living room for a while. Su Qing's home was largely the same as any other middle-class family's, except for the distinct lack of a man's presence.

The living room connected to the balcony, where an assortment of women's clothing hung out to dry, ranging from undergarments to outerwear.

Su Qing and her mother, Pan Min, had completely different styles. At a single glance, Zhou Yuwen could tell which clothes belonged to Pan Min and which belonged to Su Qing.

Even the sizes were different.

Ah, whatever, he shouldn't look.

Leaving the balcony, Zhou Yuwen wandered into the kitchen. He found quite a stash of instant noodles. It seemed his mother-in-law rarely cooked when she was home alone. How could she survive on instant noodles? Wasn't that terribly unhealthy?

He opened the refrigerator and took a peek. Inside, there were tomatoes and eggs, along with some broccoli.

And a few bottles of cola.

Just as expected, living as one person sure was comfortable.

Su Qing had mentioned in the car that she was hungry. It occurred to Zhou Yuwen that he hadn't eaten much since noon either. Glancing around, he noticed some leftover rice in the rice cooker, guessing that his mother-in-law had steamed it for herself during lunch.

Sigh. Honestly, when they were in the car earlier, Zhou Yuwen had been in quite high spirits.

But after Su Qing interrupted the proceedings, his enthusiasm had largely faded.

Figuring that since he was already here, he might as well cook something to eat.

His mother-in-law wouldn't be back until ten anyway, which left them with two and a half hours. After a good meal, there would still be plenty of time for some physical activity.

At that thought, he flipped on the range hood.

And tossed chopped green onions into the wok.

Instantly, Zhou Yuwen transformed back into Divine Chef Xiao Zhou, skillfully whipping up a meal.

The ingredients in Su Qing's home were limited. Zhou Yuwen figured making some oiled rice paired with tomatoes and eggs would be enough.

Girls usually took longer to shower, but Su Qing didn't want to keep Zhou Yuwen waiting too long.

So, she came out after a quick rinse.

Pinning up her elegant hair, she changed into a white shirt and deliberately pulled a brand new pair of flesh-colored stockings from the closet.

These stockings definitely belonged to Pan Min.

As a female college student, there was no way Su Qing would buy such stockings for herself. The ones she had been wearing earlier had also belonged to Pan Min.

Dressed like this, she inspected herself in the mirror.

She undid the top two buttons of her shirt and turned the collar slightly outward.

She had some cleavage to show off, at least, right?

Staring at her reflection, Su Qing felt deeply satisfied.

She then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Shuffling into the living room in her slippers, she was surprised to find Zhou Yuwen busy cooking.

This single scene immediately thrust Su Qing's thoughts back to their married life.

Zhou Yuwen stood tall and straight. He wasn't wearing his jacket, just a black sweater paired with long pants, and he had an apron tied around his waist. One hand expertly tossed the wok while the other wielded a spatula.

He only showed Su Qing his profile.

Yet this mere side profile profoundly moved her.

Su Qing was reminded once again of the early days of their marriage in their previous life.

Back then, Su Qing had just started her career and was drowning in an endless sea of work every day.

No matter how late she worked, Zhou Yuwen would always come to pick her up.

Upon arriving home, just like today, she would go take a shower.

While he would stay in the kitchen, cooking her some noodles or preparing a serving of oiled rice.

After going around in circles, Su Qing realized that the best things in life were the ones she had already possessed.

Zhou Yuwen continued to stir-fry the oiled rice with utmost concentration.

Then, Su Qing suddenly embraced Zhou Yuwen from behind.

Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply, greedily taking in his scent before murmuring, "Fried rice again!? It's been so long since I've had it."

Zhou Yuwen replied, "It's been a long time since I've cooked it too, okay? You're the one who said you were hungry."

The words were spoken casually, but Su Qing could feel his deep affection. Maintaining her embrace, she rested her chin on his shoulder and affectionately rubbed her cheek against his. Eyes still closed, she whispered, "You really haven't changed at all~ Hubby."

"Save it, I've changed a lot."

He lifted the wok.

And slid the fried rice onto a plate.

"Step aside."

"Mmh!"

A steaming plate of fried rice was thus served on the table.

Their dining area was lit by a single chandelier, creating quite a romantic atmosphere.

With the other lights turned off, only the chandelier remained, casting a warm glow solely around the dining table.

Zhou Yuwen handed Su Qing a spoon.

"Try it."

Su Qing took a bite and pouted. "There's no shrimp in this~"

"You should be glad you have something to eat. Stop being picky~ It's not like I bought the ingredients."

Su Qing chuckled and said, "Then you buy them next time."

Even though a few ingredients were missing, the flavor remained exactly the same.

It was an incredibly familiar taste. It was the taste of every late night of overtime work from years ago, coming home exhausted, hugging her husband's back, and finally receiving that long-awaited bowl of fried rice.

It was the taste of home.

It was a taste Su Qing had forgotten for far too long.

Eating the fried rice bite by bite, Su Qing kept her head down and suddenly fell into a prolonged silence.

Zhou Yuwen sat beside her, sipping cola as he waited for her to finish eating.

Halfway through, Su Qing suddenly stopped eating.

Curious, Zhou Yuwen asked her what was wrong.