With the unique vigilance of a soldier, as soon as Cheng Su leaned in, Qi Taiguo immediately woke up. At the tip of his nose, he was filled with her familiar fragrance, along with her soft body.
Without opening his eyes, Qi Taiguo stretched out his hand and pulled her into his embrace, his voice nasal as he asked, "Back?"
"Mm!" Cheng Su replied with a nasal hum.
A simple sentence, the most ordinary of dialogues, yet it was also the most heartwarming, as if they had never been apart, filled only with warmth.
Qi Taiguo reached out to touch her forehead, then her hand, saying, "Why are you so cold? You’re not wearing enough clothes."
As he spoke, he kicked off his shoes, shifted in bed, pulled Cheng Su into his arms, and drew the quilt over them both.
The warmth enveloped them instantly, and Cheng Su sighed in comfort, hugging Qi Taiguo’s waist even tighter and pinching.
"You’ve lost weight!"
Qi Taiguo opened his eyes, looked down at her, and said, "You’re no different, your complexion isn’t good either." He reached out again to feel her forehead, adding, "I’m sorry I wasn’t by your side to take care of you when you were sick."
Cheng Su felt a sourness in her nose and hummed, pouting.
Qi Taiguo hugged her and kissed her forehead.
The warm breath fell on her forehead, tickling and warming her heart. Cheng Su turned over slightly, sprawling on his chest like a baby koala clinging to him.
Qi Taiguo’s mouth curved slightly, his eyes half-closed as his hand caressed her smooth, long hair, occasionally brushing it gently.
All of a sudden, Cheng Su felt something was off — his movements, this sensation, why did it feel like he was petting a cat or dog?
But since he had returned and they were like newlyweds after a brief separation, she let it be.
"Was the mission successful?" Cheng Su asked.



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