Chapter 122: At Worst, I'll Just Give Him a Grandson

The next morning, Qin Xuan woke up to find Qin Lin’er clinging to him in his arms. He never expected her to be so wild...

“Ugh!” Perhaps disturbed by Qin Xuan’s movement, Qin Lin’er shifted uncomfortably, blinking groggily.

Looking up, she found Qin Xuan gazing at her.

“Hehe,” Qin Lin’er smiled sheepishly, “It hurts a bit...”

“I’ll go buy you some medicine,” Qin Xuan said, rubbing her back as he prepared to get up.

“Hey! No need,” Lin’er grabbed his hand, pulling him back down. “Rest a little longer and I’ll be fine.”

“Looks like no going out today,” Qin Xuan chuckled as he pulled the blanket over them both.

Hearing this, Qin Lin’er raised an eyebrow sharply. “It’s all your fault!”

At this, Qin Xuan was a bit indignant. Wasn’t it you who kept saying...

Seeing Qin Xuan hesitating to speak, Qin Lin’er seemed to remember something.

“Qin Xuan~ I’m hungry!”

“You... no way!” Qin Xuan rejected her outright without a second thought. Was she trying to get herself killed?

“I meant bring over the cream puffs. I’m really hungry!”

Qin Xuan couldn’t help but disdain his own thoughts. He reached for the cream puffs on the bedside table. Not many left, they had eaten a few last night...

He handed one to her, holding it to her lips.

“Ah~”

Qin Xuan was a little helpless. The cream puffs were a bit rich; Lin’er ate two and didn’t want any more, obediently nestling back into Qin Xuan’s arms.

Feeling Qin Xuan’s somewhat hurried breath against her hair, Lin’er felt an inexplicable sense of contentment. Finally, she was with him!

Qin Xuan, seeing Lin’er cling tighter, gently smoothed her hair. “Sleep a bit more.”

Lin’er mumbled “Mm” and buried herself in his embrace.

After a while, Lin’er fell asleep, but Qin Xuan remained wide awake, still pondering how to tell his father about this.

He knew his father was generally reasonable, but sometimes stubborn and prideful. If news of Lin’er got out, who knew what gossip would spread behind their backs.

At worst, he might get a beating from his dad, but as for Lin’er, he couldn’t bear to lose her...

After much thought, Qin Xuan impulsively opened his uncle's chat window.

“Uncle! Emergency help needed!”

On the other end, his uncle was busy flirting with girls in a bar in another city. Seeing his nephew’s message, he scowled, annoyed at being disturbed.

“What? Caught hitting on girls by Ruoxi and the others?”

“Am I that kind of guy? It’s serious!” Qin Xuan quickly explained the looming trouble he might face.

Wang Zhijie was stunned by the message. “You really went all out! Beast!”

“Can’t save you. Just wait for it! I’ll personally find you a nice burial site.”

Lying in bed helplessly, Qin Xuan soon received another message from his uncle.

“Just bring back a grandson for him. What else can he do?”

Qin Xuan stared dumbfounded at the message. Only you would say that!

“Alright, don’t bother me while I’m flirting!”

Ending the chat, Qin Xuan tossed aside his phone and looked down at Lin’er smiling softly in his arms, feeling a warmth stir within.

...

It wasn’t until early afternoon that Qin Lin’er slowly woke up, finding Qin Xuan gone. She called around the room but saw no one. He probably went to buy lunch. She threw on a jacket and went to freshen up.

When Qin Xuan returned with food, he found Lin’er still holding a toothbrush in her mouth, bubbles at the corners of her lips.

“Silly, wash up first.”

Qin Xuan suddenly noticed a red circle on her left wrist—likely the mark from last night when he had squeezed her...

Noticing his gaze, Lin’er awkwardly hid her left hand behind her back.

“Sorry, does it still hurt?” Qin Xuan set down the food and took her hand to examine it. Thankfully, it was only a red mark on the skin.

Lin’er was speechless but pushed him gently away, her face flushing at the thought of it.

When she came out, Qin Xuan was already unpacking the food and digging in.

“You didn’t wait for me!” Lin’er sat across from him, brushing her hair, watching him eat so heartily. She opened her mouth, hinting for a bite.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan picked up a slice of braised beef and fed it to her.

“Tasty. What should we do this afternoon?” Lin’er chewed and swallowed, then looked at Qin Xuan curiously.

“Isn’t it your plan?” Qin Xuan quickly shoveled food into his mouth. Hard work!

After fixing her hair, Lin’er finally picked up her chopsticks and started competing with Qin Xuan for the dishes. “Let’s go see a movie.”

“If you’re feeling well, we’ll go. Otherwise, rest at the hotel.”

Lin’er looked at Qin Xuan’s expression, feeling he was teasing her.

“Of course I’m fine!” She still felt a bit uncomfortable but didn’t want to miss the chance to be alone with him.

“Alright, I’ll ask Sister Qin for leave first,” Qin Xuan said. He had planned to return this afternoon, but now it seemed he’d stay until tomorrow.

Sister Qin was easygoing about leave; as long as students had a valid reason, she approved it.

Soon, Qin Xuan made the call and, turning back, saw Lin’er had finished a large plate of beef and was now reaching for another dish.

“Hey, save some for me!” But a hungry Lin’er didn’t care. Qin Xuan had no choice but to join her in eating heartily.

After the meal, they rested briefly, changed clothes, and Lin’er carefully folded and packed the soiled towel before linking arms with Qin Xuan and heading out.

The cinema was quite crowded that afternoon, likely because it was the weekend. Many students were there—six days of classes a week made a rare holiday worth celebrating with friends.

In Theater 3, Qin Xuan and Qin Lin’er nestled close, their fingers entwined.

In the dim light, Lin’er couldn’t resist and leaned over to gently kiss Qin Xuan’s cheek.

By the time he reacted, she was already smiling at him.

Gazing at her, Qin Xuan kissed her lips in return before settling back.

Fortunately, no one noticed them; Lin’er had deliberately chosen a corner seat!

After some intimate moments, when Qin Xuan finally pulled away, Lin’er was breathless, still holding his hand and lightly licking her lips as if savoring the feeling.

Seeing she was still longing for more, Qin Xuan smiled, pinching her cheek. “We’ll play more at home. It’s crowded here...”

Lin’er gave him a wary glance. “You weren’t so gentle with your mouth just now! And now you say it’s crowded?”

Thinking it over, Lin’er leaned on Qin Xuan’s shoulder, playing with his large hand while watching the movie.

As the tragic film ended and the lights came up, Qin Xuan saw tears glistening in Lin’er’s eyes.

Frowning, he wiped them away. “Why cry? It’s just a movie.”

“I don’t like tragedies. They obviously liked each other, so why can’t they be together?”

“Just acting,” Qin Xuan comforted, pulling her close.

“What about us?” Lin’er calmed herself and bit her lip, whispering in Qin Xuan’s ear.

“We definitely will,” Qin Xuan released her and locked eyes with her. “I was just imagining you holding our child.”

“You!” Lin’er widened her eyes in disbelief. “Who... who’s going to have your baby? Shameless!”

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