Plunder

Chapter 388: Chapter 388: Arrival of the Second Child Chapter 388: Chapter 388: Arrival of the Second Child She pushed Zhou Jin’an away with her hand, her eyebrows twisting into little worms, “Where is this stench coming from? It’s almost stinking up the sky.”

Afterwards, she extended two fingers and placed them in front of her nostrils, pretending to block out the smell.

Zhou Jin’an, being a smart man, immediately got the hint.

“Oh wow, it turns out the smell is coming from me. I accept the criticism and will go take a shower right now.”

He smirked slyly and quickly headed to the bathroom, taking off his clothes along the way.

His figure was tall, and with his back to Qiao En, he revealed his broad shoulders and narrow waist. After all these years, he had maintained his habit of working out, his physique just as it was at the beginning.

Qiao En inadvertently glanced at Zhou Jin’an. They had known and loved each other for nearly ten years now. Time flowed like water, seemingly without leaving any marks on one’s heart, but Qiao En knew her heart was still the same as it was in the beginning, unchanged.

He, Zhou Jin’an, was still the person she loved the most.

Soon, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

Qiao En lifted the blanket and lay down, grabbing the book from the nightstand, trying to calm down and read for a while, but the leaded characters could not leave any imprint on her mind.

The sound of water in her ears seemed a bit noisy, and her heart became as disordered as the sound.

Married life’s monotony often made people overlook the moments that made their hearts flutter.

But this time, Qiao En’s heart was stirred once again.

About ten minutes later, Zhou Jin’an came out of the bathroom.

He was shirtless, his wheat-colored skin with water droplets rolling down, a supremely tempting sight with only a towel tied around his waist.

Seeing Qiao En sneak a glance at him, a smile flickered in Zhou Jin’an’s eyes.

When a couple has been together for a long time, they developed an understanding of each other. A single look was enough to comprehend each other’s thoughts.

“Wife.”

Zhou Jin’an approached, extending an olive branch, but Qiao En pretended to be reserved and said, “It’s late, let’s go to sleep.”

She put down the book, pulled the blanket over her, and then lay on her side facing away from Zhou Jin’an.

Her tightly closed eyes flickered, every cell in her body exuding tension.

Zhou Jin’an changed into pajamas, lifted the blanket, and lay down beside Qiao En.

“En’en, are you asleep?”

His enchanting voice arose beside Qiao En’s ear.

“Almost, stop talking, let’s sleep.”

Qiao En interrupted Zhou Jin’an.

“I want to apologize for what happened this time. I’m sorry for not considering your feelings. It’s true that I had no choice. Cheng Lu has been with me for many years, I owe a lot to him and his wife. When he’s in trouble, I can’t ignore it. But you’re my wife, the closest person to me, I should have laid everything out for you. I’m sorry I kept it from you.”

Communication is the best way to solve problems between a married couple.

Zhou Jin’an didn’t want their issues to just fade away ambiguously.

“I was indeed angry that you hid it from me, but I know it wasn’t intentional. Let’s sleep.”