Worse than before, better than after
Qiao Mu Shen gazed into Nan Chen's frank and pure eyes, his mouth involuntarily curled up, the tension between his eyebrows relaxed a lot.
Perhaps because he was too satisfied with this marriage, he always felt that it seemed a bit unreal.
He had never experienced such peace and simplicity in his thirty years of life, so these three months of simplicity often made him restless, and many times he couldn't believe that Nan Chen was really such a simple girl.
But every time he sees Nan Chen's smile and pure eyes, he feels that he is overthinking. He is now just an ordinary clerk, Qiao Mu Shen, who is confident that he has never been someone who can truly know what kind of person Nan Chen is.
Perhaps it was the deeply rooted and profound city in his bones, or perhaps it was the guilt brought by the "deception" of Nan Chen's simplicity, Qiao Mu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little tense.
A girl like Nan Chen would choose a man who has nothing now, with great pressure on life, and he always feels a little strange in his heart.
Especially when he saw the girls around Nan Chen, one by one, who couldn't wait to throw themselves into the so-called "high-rich-handsome" whirlpool, he felt that Nan Chen's kind of girl was not only precious but also possibly deep in the city and had deceived even him.
And in front of him, he saw his own detestable self again in Nan Chen's eyes.
"Morning," Qiao Mu hid the doubt in his eyes and sighed in a low voice, "With a wife like you, I'm really happy."
Nan Chen smiled slightly, and in his heart he had already determined that Qiao Mu Shen's sigh was due to the pressure of life and work.
"Honey, don't be too stressed. We're also one of those who have a house now. Although we don't earn much money, it's better than not having enough and being content with what we have! Most people in this world live like us, we're ordinary people living an ordinary life, that's all that matters."
Qiao Mu smiled slightly and said, "Alright, your sentence 'not as good as the previous one but better than the next' has made me feel at ease."
"That's what you should think." Nan Chen emphasized, "From now on, stop having wild thoughts for me. I'm not a prodigal daughter, if you keep thinking wildly, I'll really make our family bankrupt and show it to you!"
Her threat, puffed out her cheeks, eyes wanting to exert the power of intimidation, but in Qiao Mu's deep eyes, it was adorable.
He couldn't help but lower his head and nibble on her cheek, then burst out laughing, ignoring Nan Chen's glare, and pulled her back home.
This is reality, what he has now, a marriage and petty bourgeois life, is his current true self.
Qiao Moshen didn't know how long this life could last, but he was certain that it would be a beautiful memory that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
"Baby, baby..." Qiao Mu Shen pressed down on Nan Chen's legs, embracing her in his arms as she curled up into a small ball. His body wildly collided with hers, feeling her real existence and tenderness. It seemed that only by being one with her like this could he be forever happy with her.
Nan Chen was getting used to Qiao Mu Shen's wild behavior on the bed, gradually letting go of her reserve and shyness, and together they felt the joy of their bodies.