Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space - Chapter 582

Chapter 582: Chapter 577: Having a Boy or a Girl
Qin Xue glared at the somewhat flattering Chu Molin and said, “How dare you? If you do, I’ll take the kids and go back to my parents’ house, and let you live by yourself or marry someone else. I’m not going to live with someone who looks down on me. I can support myself and the children just fine.”

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“Wife, please spare me, okay? I haven’t said or done anything.” Chu Molin was most afraid that Qin Xue might think like this, and his fear came true.

“Oh, so what else are you going to think and do? Tell me.” Qin Xue stared at him.

“Wife, my plan is to hold you and eat you up.” Chu Molin lifted his hands and encircled Qin Xue’s neck, and with a little force, their lips met in an angry kiss.

“Bastard, go take a shower! You’re all sweaty and stinky. I should have left you outside to sleep.” Qin Xue pushed Chu Molin away and yelled.

In fact, he didn’t smell bad. It was just that Qin Xue had a germaphobia and couldn’t stand him without taking a shower.

“Yes, dear, wait for me.” Chu Molin jumped down from the bed and went to grab his clothes and shower.

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“Get out!” Qin Xue really wanted to kick him.

“Wife, I don’t know how to roll, so why don’t you demonstrate for me once and then I’ll roll for you.” Chu Molin looked at his wife’s teeth-gritted expression, and his eyes were full of laughter.

“Chu Molin, do you believe that I’ll make you sleep in the dormitory tonight?” Qin Xue looked at the annoying man who dared to tease her.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop talking, okay? Don’t be mad. The dormitory bed is too hard, it’s not comfortable like holding my soft wife. You know what I mean.” Chu Molin hurried to shower, fearing that if he teased her any more, he would end up sleeping in the dormitory tonight.

“What a shameless guy.” Qin Xue smiled helplessly and continued reading her book.

“Wah wah.” The children’s crying started.

“Little ancestors, please keep it down, okay? Grandma and auntie need to rest too.” Qin Xue tried to soothe the two kids.

“Yu Ze, let daddy hold you.” Chu Molin appeared in front of Qin Xue before his mother-in-law could be disturbed by the crying.

“Did you already take a shower?” Qin Xue looked at him in disbelief. It had only been half a minute.

“No, even if I were fast, I couldn’t possibly be that quick. I just heard the children crying, so I came out first to comfort them.” Chu Molin gave Qin Xue a speechless look. Even if he were extremely fast, it would be impossible to finish within a minute.

“Fine, just soothe him and don’t wake up your mother and the others.” Qin Xue nursed the younger son while speaking to Chu Molin.

“Mmm, I got it. Yu Ze, be a good boy, daddy’s going to change your diaper.” Chu Molin grabbed a diaper and began changing his son.

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After changing him, he finally calmed down the crying older son.

“Our Yu Ze must be hungry, once your little brother is finished, it’s your turn. Wait for a bit, okay?” Qin Xue nursed Yu Chen while talking and soothing the older son.

Chu Molin held Yu Ze on a chair, and with one hand, held a book and read it to him. Surprisingly, Yu Ze stopped crying and quietly listened to Chu Molin reading.

Chu Molin continued reading, occasionally looking at his son, and the more he noticed he enjoyed it, the more he got into it.

Then, he realized his son seemed to be laughing, which made Chu Molin’s heart melt.

It turns out that being with one’s children brings such contentment. No wonder people say that having a son makes everything enough.

“Chu Molin, give me the child to nurse, and you go take a shower,” Qin Xue said after she had fed the younger one and was ready to feed the older one.

“Alright, Yu Ze, go to mom and nurse. Dad will take a shower and come back to accompany you.” Chu Molin teased his son, placed him in his wife’s arms, and left the room to shower.

As the children grew older, they began to sleep less, and their wakeful hours increased.