Daily Life of a Powerful Official Supporting His Wife

Chapter 19

Chapter 19
Xie Junling was just joking with her, but he didn't expect the little girl to be so angry that she frowned and didn't even want to say "husband".

While Lu Bao'er was eating, soup stained the corner of her lips. Her fair skin and red lips had a blemish, which made her look particularly funny. Xie Junling stretched out his finger to help her clean it, but Lu Bao'er saw a white and slender finger reaching out. She thought Xie Junling wanted to take the opportunity to touch her face, so she quickly moved away and said coldly: "Husband, please don't touch my face! It would be bad if it was stained with powder."

Xie Junling scoffed and said, "There was soup on your lips, and I thought it was dirty, so I just wiped it off for you. Do you really think I want to touch your face? What's there to touch with this flower-scented skin cream?"

Was it Lu Baoer who had misunderstood because of her own sentimentality? Her face flushed red, but she didn't want Xie Junling to see it. She kept a cold face and wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, pretending to be indifferent.

At night, Lu Baoer asked the old nanny to help her remove her makeup, to remove it thoroughly, without leaving any powder. She touched her own snow-white face, rolled proudly to the edge of the bed, and waited for Xie Junling to return to his room after bathing.

Xie Junling, wearing a white middle-length gown, touched the corner of the quilt and climbed onto the bed. Before he could settle down on the bed, Lu Baoer rushed out from the corner, holding a tiger mask to cover her face. She pounced on Xie Junling in a few seconds, sat in front of his legs, and said, "Husband, do you want to see my face?"

Lu Bao'er was busy playing around, unaware that Xie Junling was about to be startled by her display. The room was heated by a heating system, and the little girl was wearing only a thin undershirt. Perhaps from lying in bed for too long, her long, dark hair was a bit disheveled, with a few strands sticking out of place, just as capricious and willful as she was.

The mask only revealed a pair of almond-shaped eyes, but the pupils were black and shiny, and could captivate the soul, making Xie Junling, a gentleman, feel embarrassed for no reason.

He was at a young age, full of vigor and vitality, and could not stand any teasing. His throat was tight, blood and energy were rushing in his abdomen, and he shouted hoarsely, "Stop fooling around! If you do it again, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I won't be unable to sleep!" Lu Baoer pouted behind her mask and retorted. At this moment, she deliberately moved closer to Xie Junling, pretending to be gentle and charming, and teased him to talk. "Husband, do you want to see my face? I have washed off all the makeup!"

Lu Baoer wanted Xie Junling to admit in person that her skin was as white as cream and that she looked beautiful even without makeup!
It would have been better if Lu Baoer hadn't moved. When she moved closer, the girl's fragrance immediately filled the air, entering her mouth and nose, almost penetrating every pore.

He was getting a headache from the smoke, but it wasn't that he hated it. It was just that if he wasn't paying attention, he could see Lu Baoer's slightly open collar, which made it hard for him to breathe.

Xie Junling frowned his beautiful sword-like brows, his thin and cold lips moved together, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Stop it!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously grasped Lu Baoer's wrist. Perhaps he pinched her too hard, hurting her. Lu Baoer froze, her mask falling off, revealing a face with a slightly frowned brow. When Lu Baoer wasn't wearing makeup, her lips were naturally red, her skin white as snow, and she was truly beautiful.

However, Xie Junling had no intention of appreciating these things at this moment. He only knew that it seemed as if he had never scolded Lu Baoer so seriously before.

As expected, Lu Baoer felt extremely aggrieved, tears welling up in her eyes. She took advantage of Xie Junling's moment of release to quietly withdraw her hand, lowering her head. Then, she climbed down from Xie Junling's lap, grabbed a blanket, and rolled herself up into a cocoon.

Xie Junling was at a loss. He could usually write brilliant articles that were praised by the world, and he was not shy in front of the emperor and spoke eloquently when talking about flood control measures. But why was he speechless in front of Lu Baoer and couldn't say a word?

He vaguely remembered that the little girl's wrist was red because he had hit her too hard. However, if he allowed Lu Baoer to rub against him, if she did something else, it would be Lu Baoer who would suffer.

Raising a young wife is such a headache. He sighed silently, got off the bed and turned off the lights.

Xie Junling didn't sleep well that night. He looked back at Lu Baoer from time to time, wanting to talk to her, but she was hiding in the quilt, motionless, and he didn't know whether she was asleep or what.

Was she crying secretly? Xie Junling felt a mixture of emotions and a vague sense of anxiety. What should he do? What should he say?

Unable to think of a solution, Xie Junling stared at the crimson drapery and said loudly, "Bao'er? Are you asleep?" After a moment, a muffled voice came from within the blankets: "Yes."

Xie Junling laughed in silence. If she was really asleep, why would she have replied? She couldn't even deceive people well enough, what a fool.

"I was wrong just now and hurt you." Xie Junling apologized to her.

Lu Baoer was sweating profusely from being covered in the quilt, but she felt it would be embarrassing to rush out, so she remained in a stalemate for a long time, waiting for Xie Junling to apologize and give her a way out.

At this moment, she lifted the quilt, still feeling it was not enough, and asked, "I will not forgive my husband easily! However, if you can please me, I will be magnanimous and forgive the past."

"To please?" Xie Junling raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"Don't I look better without makeup?" Lu Baoer put her face in front of Xie Junling. She was sweating, and there were a few strands of hair on her temples, making her look messy.

Xie Junling coughed lightly, not daring to offend her, and said, "It looks good."

The corners of Lu Baoer's lips curled up slightly, and she was in a good mood. She said, "Then I forgive you."

"Thank you, ma'am, for your forgiveness."

"No thanks, I'm always so magnanimous."

"Yes, yes, Madam, your broad mind is beyond the reach of the likes of us."

Hearing this, Lu Baoer was extremely proud. She turned over, moved closer to Xie Junling, and said, "Since my husband is so good at talking tonight, I'll give you a little sweetness and allow you to sleep under the same quilt with me tonight!"

Xie Junling thought of the young lady's sweet and soft body and was afraid that he would lose control. So he coughed lightly and refused: "No need."

Lu Baoer rarely shared her bedding with others. In fact, she wanted to use Xie Junling's hand to warm herself up. At this time, she asked in disbelief, "Why?"

Xie Junling thought for a moment and said, "Madam, you played around for a while before going to bed. I was afraid you would wake up in the night and kick off my quilt. I was worried that you would catch a cold, so after careful consideration, I decided that it would be better for you to sleep with separate quilts."

After saying that, Xie Junling turned over and fell asleep.

Lu Baoer's eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth, thinking: You're the one who kicked the quilt! Your whole family kicked the quilt!
Of course, Lu Baoer only dared to say this to herself, not to Xie Junling. She shrank her neck timidly, turned over and fell asleep.

Tonight, she still kicked off the quilt and almost caught a cold.

(End of this chapter)