Chapter 139: Husband, Give Me a Kiss~

“Song Qiuyu, come join the stage play.”

Jiang Xiao held his phone, smiling firmly as he looked into Song Qiuyu’s beautiful eyes.

“You don’t need to worry about the rental for now. I’ll give you my phone. In this phone, there are all the memories of Xi’er and me.”

Song Qiuyu’s lips parted slightly.

“If, in the coming days, I do anything to you that goes beyond what friends should do, then I’ve crossed the line.”

Jiang Xiao took the initiative to hand his phone to her side.

“These memories—do with them as you please.”

At these words, Song Qiuyu’s expression barely hid her surprise. She lowered her eyes and glanced at Jiang Xiao’s phone, her hands nervously pinching the cuffs of her sleeves.

This is Jiang Xiao’s phone!

Ever since the start of school, there had been countless times when she wanted to steal Jiang Xiao’s

phone and sneak a look at the things he kept in there about their past! She really hadn’t expected that in the end, it would be Jiang Xiao himself handing her the phone.

But.

If she got the phone, could she really resist clearing out all those memories?

She hadn’t even looked yet, but subconsciously, Song Qiuyu felt there must be tons—absolutely tons—of embarrassing memories on Jiang Xiao’s phone.

“I’ll just leave the phone here. When you’ve decided, let me know your answer.”

Jiang Xiao placed the phone on the table before her.

“Where are you going?”

Song Qiuyu’s eyes held a hint of curiosity. If not for the Drama Club President’s message, they’d already be out for a run by now.

“Looking at you right now, it seems neither of us will be running this morning.”

Jiang Xiao spread his hands, his tone without a trace of blame, only unable to hide his concern for her.

The stomach illness was just a cover.

He guessed she was probably having her period.

“So right now, my plan is…”

As he spoke, he smoothed his fringe back, his long-boned hand running through his black hair. A sunny, handsome smile spread across his face.

“I’m going to make a hot glass of milk and boil a couple of eggs for my roommate who’s having stomach pains!”

My roommate…

After hearing this, Song Qiuyu’s attention lingered on those two words, her mood complicated as she pursed her lips.

When did she become his “roommate”? Saying that here was fine, but he’d better not say it outside.

She wanted to remind him, but just as her eyes landed on his face, she found herself inexplicably stunned.

It was just a feeling, just a feeling, but right now Jiang Xiao seemed a little… too handsome.

She suddenly realized! So that’s why he’d recently started dressing himself up and pouring on the masculine charm—he was doing it all for her.

She wanted to report Jiang Xiao for posing! She seriously suspected he was striking those handsome poses on purpose just to seduce her!! [Just a little virgin, just a little virgin… there’s no way she’d fall for it.]

She coughed twice and forced her face straight. “Boil two servings of milk and eggs. Jiang Xiao, you haven’t eaten either.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Xiao’s smile deepened, feeling cherished by the one he liked. The feeling was just too good.

Jiang Xiao’s footsteps faded as he walked to the kitchen behind. Song Qiuyu hesitated, looking at the phone on the table.

If she chose to stay, it would be a bit impulsive.

She was well aware of what men were like, but on the other hand, she also knew how important Shen Xi was in Jiang Xiao’s heart. [white moonlight is invincible, and a departed white moonlight is even more unbeatable.]

“Jiang Xiao, I’ve decided!”

Hearing her, Jiang Xiao paused, nerves tensing, and the eggs he’d just taken from the fridge were now held tightly in his big hand.

“I guess I’ll have to keep troubling you for another month.”

With that, Song Qiuyu sighed, reaching out to pick up Jiang Xiao’s phone, planning to sneak a peek right now. From this angle, Jiang Xiao shouldn’t be able to notice.

“Alright. I’ve already removed the unlock code. If you want to look, you can look any time.” Jiang Xiao turned slightly to look at her.

Jiang Xiao said it with complete openness. But in Song Qiuyu’s ears, each word felt unusually heavy.

She froze, clutching Jiang Xiao’s phone, and managed to force out a somewhat stiff smile in response.

If Jiang Xiao realized his own phone had ended up in the hands of the very last person it ever should, who knows what expression he’d show.

Thinking of this, she gazed at her own reflection in the phone screen, remembering what he said when handing it to her—

If she was the female lead in the stage play, then who would be the male lead?

A face flashed through her mind.

It was Jiang Xiao’s. Whether it was his looks, his figure, or even his acting skills, Jiang Xiao qualified as the male lead.

Not to mention, people were always saying they had great chemistry as a couple.

“Song Qiuyu.”

Jiang Xiao’s voice brought her back from her thoughts.

“What?”

Realizing where her mind had wandered, Song Qiuyu’s cheeks flushed lightly, her breathing and heartbeat both a little disordered.

They said some actors who are too “lovestruck” end up really falling in love with their CP after acting together.

Even after filming ends, they can’t snap out of character, and the couple in the play becomes real.

—Could Jiang Xiao be the same?

“Whether it’s the physical fitness test, English exams, or group assignments, I’ll help you. You don’t have to feel too pressured.”

Jiang Xiao closed the fridge, carrying the eggs and milk as he started to prepare them.

Song Qiuyu was a bit touched. She understood what Jiang Xiao meant.

Having someone to rely on, someone to protect you—this feeling was dangerously addictive.

She gave a bitter little smile. She didn’t want to get used to depending on Jiang Xiao. If one day he had a wife and that wife got jealous of her, it would be horribly awkward.

But for now, Jiang Xiao didn’t have a wife.

So for now, she could cling to his thigh a little and depend on him just a bit…

She unlocked Jiang Xiao’s phone, and the first thing Song Qiuyu saw was a photo—a selfie of her cosplaying as Tifa, with Jiang Xiao!

She paused. Last time she’d accidentally seen his phone, the wallpaper had still been a picture of Shen Xi’s legs in white stockings.

When did Jiang Xiao change it?

She thought hard, then shot Jiang Xiao a playful glare. Was this another stunt to make her see it on purpose?

Even if Song Qiuyu was gradually replacing Shen Xi’s position in Jiang Xiao’s heart, so what? Did that mean she’d be happy about it?

Naïve!

Determined not to fall for Jiang Xiao’s tricks, Song Qiuyu decisively opened the photo album, easily finding the separate album dedicated to Shen Xi.

As expected, her younger self had sent Jiang Xiao a ton of photos—over a thousand in three years.

These photos weren’t just legs, necks, waists… there were plenty of food shots, too.

There were still pictures, and also animated ones—but more accurately, these were little short videos, and, absolutely, the sort of little videos any guy would like.

She swore, she only meant to swipe past, not open any of them, but her hand slipped and she opened a video of her younger self in a sailor uniform.

The video played, and a sweet, childish girl’s voice rang out: “Hubby, kiss~”

That voice could only have been her younger self, deliberately acting cute.

Just those four words, and Song Qiuyu was so startled her soul nearly left her body.

She didn’t even have the mind to look at the screen.

At the same time, a crash came from the kitchen as a porcelain bowl shattered on the ground—clear as day.

Obviously, Jiang Xiao had been just as shocked by the sudden “Hubby, kiss~.”

He probably never expected she’d dare to just

open and watch it.

Instantly, Song Qiuyu sucked in a cold breath, her pale fingertip drifting uncontrollably toward “Select All.”