Since the Qixi Festival, whenever Qiao Suiman and Lu Dongqing met and spoke, Qiao Suiman always felt there was an extra layer of desire in Lu Dongqing’s eyes.
Qiao Suiman was too embarrassed to mention it to others, fearing that he was overthinking things. After all, aside from that day when he had wanted to kiss him, Lu Dongqing had always been very polite.
Besides, he himself had even dreamed of being pressed against a wall by Lu Dongqing and being kissed relentlessly. And instead of resisting, he indulged in it. If not for waking up in shock at his own soft moans, who knew what else he might have dreamed? He was far too ashamed to share it with anyone.
Fortunately, after that day, Lu Dongqing seemed to tacitly pretend as if nothing had happened. So while the atmosphere between them had grown even more intimate, on the surface, everything remained the same as before.
Lu Dongqing still occasionally gifted Qiao Suiman little trinkets and his room was now filled with small ornaments. In return, whenever Qiao Suiman made pastries or drinks, he always set some aside for Lu Dongqing, either for him to eat on the spot or to take home to Miao Lianhua and Lu Xuesong.
Their closeness had reached the point where even Chen Xuesheng couldn’t stand it, feeling as though his best friend was stolen away.
Two months passed in a flash, and before they knew it, Chen Xuesheng’s wedding day had arrived. The Chen family had many relatives, so instead of holding the banquet together with the Wang family, they followed the tradition and hosted it at home the day before the ceremony.
As Chen Xuesheng’s close friend of over ten years, Qiao Suiman was naturally invited to the feast not just to eat, but also to keep Chen Xuesheng company in his room at Zhou Shuifen’s request. The two were familiar with each other, and since Qiao Suiman himself would be marrying in just another month, no one was more suitable than him to talk to Chen Xuesheng about their private matters.
Seated on a stool in Chen Xuesheng’s room, Qiao Suiman watched as his friend paced back and forth, his face twisted in distress. He couldn’t help but laugh. “What are you doing? Aren’t you tired?”
Chen Xuesheng sighed. “Tired? I’m too upset about leaving home tomorrow to feel tired. If only I didn’t have to marry so soon.”
“You’ve already delayed it by a year. Weren’t you in a hurry before?”
Qiao Suiman walked over, grabbed him, and pushed him down onto the bed to sit.
Chen Xuesheng flopped straight onto his back. “I was in a hurry before, but the closer it gets, the more anxious I feel. I’ve been at home for more than ten years, and I have no idea what life will be like after I get married. I can’t even imagine it.”
Then he tugged at Qiao Suiman’s sleeve. “What about you? You’re getting married next month too. Aren’t you nervous?”
“Sometimes, yes.”
Qiao Suiman smiled. “I’m sad to leave home too, but he’s good to me. Da-ge and Qin Yu-ge approve of him. And after marrying, we’ll be able to earn money together. It won’t be too different from how things are now.”
“You!” Chen Xuesheng sat up abruptly. “All you think about is making money.”
Then he nodded. “But you’re right. After going to the Wang family, it’ll just be raising pigs, washing clothes, and cooking which is no different from being at home.”
With that thought, Chen Xuesheng felt much better. After all, he was marrying close by. If he missed his parents, he could just walk a few steps to see them. Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang were familiar with his parents, so they wouldn’t scold him for this.
Now in better spirits, he began teasing Qiao Suiman again. “Have you finished sewing your wedding robes?”
“Long since done. His were already sent to the Lu family.”
“Good.” Chen Xuesheng blinked mischievously. “The Lu family gave such a high bride price, and they handled most of the wedding robes too. Plenty of people are envious.”
At this, he grew indignant. “Hmph! Serves them right for being sour. They used to call him a ‘refugee’ and slander you, but now the two of you have slapped them right in the face!”
Qiao Suiman’s lips curved up. “Let them talk. We just need to live our lives well.”
“Exactly!” Chen Xuesheng’s eyes sparkled as he grinned. “Honestly, Lu Dongqing is so head over heels for you that he wouldn’t even glance at anyone else. Don’t you think?”
“What nonsense are you spouting? If you keep this up, I’m going home!”
“Tsk tsk, now you’re shy? Weren’t you the one teasing me all the time before?”
Chen Xuesheng, now thoroughly amused, reached out to tickle Qiao Suiman’s waist. “I’m telling the truth. Look at the way he looks at you. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Who can’t see it?”
“Ah hahaha, s-stop! Don’t!” Qiao Suiman batted at Chen Xuesheng’s mischievous hands, laughing until his face turned red as he tried to squirm away.
“Then tell me, am I right?”
“Yes, yes, you’re right! Now stop, please!” Qiao Suiman couldn’t take it anymore and begged for mercy.
Chen Xuesheng clapped his hands and snorted, You little brat.
Suddenly remembering something, Chen Xuesheng quieted down and leaned in close to whisper in Qiao Suiman’s ear, “He’s so tall and strong… won’t you have a hard time later?”
Qiao Suiman blinked. He’s confused. What did he mean by “hard time”? Lu Dongqing was tall and strong. He could do a lot of work. Why would he have a hard time?
That’s what he was thinking, so he just blurted it out to Chen Xuesheng, which left Chen Xuesheng speechless.
“That’s not what I meant! Has Qin Yu-ge not talked to you about… that yet?”
“About what?” Qiao Suiman scratched his head, truly unaware of what Chen Xuesheng was hinting at.
“Ugh, about the wedding night!”
Chen Xuesheng couldn’t hold back. “You’re going to be his fulang, of course you’ll have to satisfy him at night.”
Qiao Suiman vaguely grasped what he meant, but since Qin Yu hadn’t explained it to him in detail yet, he was still only half-aware. His face flushed as he asked, “Satisfy him how?”
“Ahem.” Chen Xuesheng suddenly found himself at a loss for words. He had only learned about it from his mother yesterday and now regretted bringing it up. “Just… that kind of satisfying.”
“What kind?”
This explanation was no explanation at all. Qiao Suiman frowned, annoyed at having his curiosity piqued only to be left hanging.
Pressed into a corner, Chen Xuesheng pointed directly at Qiao Suiman’s lower half and blurted out, “With that!”
Qiao Suiman froze, as if struck by lightning. Chen Xuesheng, meanwhile, turned red from his face down to his neck. With this outburst, all thoughts of leaving home had vanished, replaced entirely by sheer embarrassment.
The two sat there for a while, then Chen Xuesheng suddenly got up and opened the window. The breeze blowing in from the window at least took away some of the heat.
Then, out of nowhere, Chen Xuesheng reached out and pinched Qiao Suiman’s cheeks, his expression oddly solemn. “Anyway, Qin Yu-ge will explain it to you. You’ll understand then.”
Qiao Suiman nodded instinctively. “Alright.”
Neither of them wanted to continue this embarrassing topic, so Qiao Suiman casually asked, “Will the Wang family come to pick you up tomorrow at noon?”
“Mhm. My mother said that Wang Qi will bring their family’s mule.”
Wealthier families typically owned mules or donkeys, which were used during weddings to carry the bride and groom. This was done both to showcase the groom’s family’s prosperity and to demonstrate the importance placed on the newlyweds.
The Wang family had always been fond of Chen Xuesheng, and Qiao Suiman was happy for him. Who would have thought that in just two months, both of them would be married? After this, it wouldn’t be so easy to chat like before.
“How will the Lu family come for you? Have you discussed it?” Chen Xuesheng asked.
“They’ve spent a lot between building the house and the betrothal gifts. Lu Dongqing will just carry me back.”
Qiao Suiman thought of Lu Dongqing, his lips curving into a smile. It was clear he was more than satisfied with this marriage.
Seeing his friend so content, Chen Xuesheng felt equally happy for him. The two exchanged a smile, their hearts brimming with anticipation for the days ahead.
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Unrewarded Guessing Game: If Xiao Man dreamed of kisses, what did Xiao Lu dream of? (dog head)
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Translator [LUNE]: what do you think about LDQ dream ( ͡°⁄ ⁄ ͜⁄ ⁄ʖ⁄ ⁄ ͡°)
Thanks for the chapter! Young people & their fun little dreams, lol
Hehe I feel so happy (ʘᴗʘ✿)