Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Chapter 684 - 678: Informing

Chapter 684: Chapter 678: Informing

“It’s true, Xiuxiu, I’ve never told you before that they aren’t my biological parents; I was adopted by them. I don’t know where my real family is or why they didn’t want me. So, I only have you and Taotao as my relatives.”

“Can you guys not abandon me? If you do, I’ll be all alone. I will never return to the Jings.” Jing Xin looked at his wife, whose expression was softening, his words growing more pitiful.

“So, you’ve known for a while now that you’re not a child of the Jings?” Fang Xiu asked uncertainly.

“Mm. I found out pretty early on.” Jing Xin pulled her into his arms and nestled his head into her neck as he spoke.

“Can you talk without touching me?” Fang Xiu shifted her squeezed body. Could he not hold her so tightly? She wasn’t going to run away.

If Jing Xin knew her thoughts, he would surely say, “Aren’t you just thinking of how to run away? If I don’t hold you tightly, who would be my wife when you’re gone?”

Jing Xin looked at this delicate woman; she wasn’t extraordinarily beautiful, but she had the allure of a refined belle. When he married her, it was due to family arrangements. With him reaching the age to get married, his family wanted him to marry her. He had met her once before and felt she wasn’t bad, so he married her.

He had only felt responsibility towards her before. But after spending time together, he realized that Fang Xiu, his wife, was a truly good woman – strong and kind. She had gradually attracted him, and he had fallen deeply in love with her. Now, he couldn’t let her go.

That’s why he had to give up the Jing family. Anyway, he had already done so much for them over the years; it was enough to repay their kindness for several lifetimes. Seeing his relationship with the Jings get to this point, he had nothing else to lose.

“Xiuxiu, I love you.” Jing Xin whispered affectionately in her ear. It seemed he had never spoken any sweet words to her before, but now, he found it wasn’t so difficult to say it.

“Jing Xin, you…” Fang Xiu awkwardly turned her head to look at the man who never spoke romantic words. But just as she turned, her lips were captured.

This kiss was very gentle, unlike the slightly angry one before. Fang Xiu felt Jing Xin’s tenderness towards her. Had she gone too far?

With those thoughts, she sighed inwardly. She was already reluctant to let him go, and now even more so. What was she supposed to do?

Jing Xin noticed her distraction, and nibbled lightly on her lips. Fang Xiu instinctively opened her mouth to cry out in pain, but it was invaded by his tongue, capturing her city.

When they finally released each other, both were gasping for air. Fang Xiu was breathless from the lack of oxygen, while Jing Xin was driven by desire. He remembered his wife’s body, whether she had aborted the child or not, her body wasn’t one he could have right now. So, he could only hold off his cravings and not touch her.

Fang Xiu buried herself in his chest, gasping for air. The heat she exhaled was both torment and happiness for Jing Xin. His wife was still in his arms – such a wonderful feeling.

“Why are you like this, always kissing, you lecher!” Fang Xiu looked at him accusingly.

“How can it be lecherous when I’m kissing my own wife? At most, it’s just a taste of sweetness.” Jing Xin grinned.

“Where did you learn to be such a smooth talker?” Fang Xiu never knew this man had this side to him.

“Self-taught. When facing the woman you love, it just comes naturally.” Jing Xin laughed. Men in this aspect are really gifted; they learn quickly just by trying a few times.

“Are you really willing to go that far for me and our child?” Fang Xiu asked uncertainly. No matter what, the Jings had raised him, and it wasn’t something he could easily break away from.