After a moment, like a deflated balloon with a ‘might as well give up’ attitude, I poured out my heart like spilled beans.
“You said you’re exactly like me, so what I think must be the same as you.”
Someone so adorably cute, who looks like she’d be easy to bully, and now we’re married—what else could I be thinking?
Like a steaming engine, I sank completely underwater.
No matter how Su Liumeng responded, I refused to raise my head.
I curled up underwater, clenching my fists.
Damn it, how did I say those words?
Su Liumeng really—she used to wear little dresses and liked to imitate me, but now…
Even her preferences were the same as mine.
Su Liumeng shrank her body down and whispered softly, her voice piercing through the mist and into my ear.
“My dear wife is truly adorable.”
“Then, may I ask…”
“How did Baby know what I was thinking?”
Holding my breath until my limit, I bit my lip and slowly poked my head out of the water.
Resigned, I said with a hint of grievance,
“You—asked me how I knew…”
I turned my head stiffly, splashing some water with my hair, “Does that really need an explanation?”
“You already gave the reason.”
“The cuter a person looks, the more it triggers others’ possessiveness. It even grows stronger as they back away step by step.”
“Because cuteness opposes conquest, and possessiveness isn’t mindless violence—it’s expressed through reasonable behavior. Slight teasing is just an external manifestation of that desire.”
“So—”
“Mm, I know what you’re thinking. But it’s a no-go. At least… not right now.”
“Back to what I said earlier—since it’s possessiveness, only further possession can satisfy the person.”
“That’s spiritual satisfaction, which makes one happier and freer than just physical things.”
I blinked my pretty big eyes, “Miss Su Liumeng, how do you think my analysis is?”
For someone shy like me to dissect others’ psychology and analyze their possessiveness toward me had already turned my brain to mush.
Right after saying this, I wished I could immediately burrow into a hole or move far away from Earth to survive.
Su Liumeng chuckled softly and didn’t tease me further.
Everything needs moderation.
She knew that if she kept teasing me today, this little girl might faint on the spot.
That wouldn’t be very nice.
Who flirts so much on their wedding night that their partner faints?
Seeing that Su Liumeng didn’t speak again and seemed ready to let me off, I timidly shifted my gaze and secretly observed her blinking eyes, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
She was letting me off?
I tilted my head, but a strange feeling crept into my heart.
I picked up the bathing items beside me and slowly wiped my body.
What I said just now was my truest inner feeling.
Though I looked cute and easily bullied, I also had my possessiveness and could be a bit domineering, which was why I held Su Liumeng tightly again and again.
Faced with such a cute Su Liumeng, so small and delicate, who could resist getting close?
My possessiveness showed in other places too, just like the day I faced Su Luo—a fierce little tiger stretching out its deadliest claws. It was a deep-rooted same-sex aversion when facing similar beings.
But later, Su Liumeng grew taller and matured in appearance.
That feeling gradually eased.
I quickly finished washing and was about to stand when I saw Su Liumeng nearby.
I grabbed a long towel and playfully tossed it onto her head.
Then I took the opportunity to stand up and, with lightning speed, put on the nightwear laid aside.
Su Liumeng just removed her towel and only saw a fully dressed back, feeling an indescribable regret.
She cried.
Missing the image of her beloved coming out of the bath.
Only she could understand how long she had waited for this moment, hoping the wedding night would be perfect.
Noticing Su Liumeng’s regretful gaze, I secretly hummed happily. Now she knew who the real Big Boss was, right? After all, she had just been holding my hand so tightly that I couldn’t even make a proper fist.
Su Liumeng stood gloomily and put on her floral nightdress.
I preferred white pajamas and usually only wore white dresses to sleep.
Other than that, I liked apricot-colored nightgowns even more.
Neither of us spoke. I sat on a chair. We didn’t need words; a single glance conveyed our intentions, like an old married couple who had spent countless years together.
Su Liumeng naturally came behind me and gently twisted my hair with a towel.
When it was slightly dry, she didn’t use a hairdryer but instead used the gentle energy from her dantian to evaporate the moisture from my hair.
I looked in the mirror at the girl holding my hair, her eyes full of happiness, and lowered my gaze slightly.
I am truly happy.
But I didn’t want to tell Su Liumeng this.
Otherwise, she—this boundary-less rascal—would definitely take the chance to tease me a little more.
No, I must regain my dignity and remind this certain someone who the Big Boss really is.
I thought again about the thing I cared about most.
Especially since I thought of Su Luo’s matter again.
I ground my teeth and, like countless legitimate couples, confronted her directly, rather self-righteously, “Tell me, what happened with Su Luo today? How did you two end up fighting?”
“I’ve already told you. You’re married now. You have to be mindful of boundaries. Who you can touch and who you can’t—I have to personally explain this to you again?”
Su Liumeng suddenly fell silent.
I grew angrier, showing my little tiger teeth, “S-Su! Have you forgotten who Su Luo is? She likes you. She’s my most hated rival. Do I need to repeat this?”
Recalling what Chunqiao told me today, I suddenly felt a little wronged. I blinked my eyes, about to cry, “If you keep being disobedient, I’ll— I’ll remarry with Baby.”
“Remarry?”
Those words hit Su Liumeng like thunder. She stiffened on the spot, almost without thinking, her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground, “Wife, you’ve got it all wrong! I really haven’t had any private contact with Su Luo. She insisted on giving a spear at the wedding feast, implying she could take you any time, and even provoked me at my ear. How could I endure it? I lost control and fought her right then.”
Seeing Su Liumeng’s sincere expression, I couldn’t hold back a smile.
Heh heh heh, now you know who the real Big Boss is.
Suddenly, I remembered the thing Su Liumeng had been anticipating and let my thoughts drift far away.
On matters of principle, since I am already the Big Boss, it wouldn’t hurt to let her experience being the Big Boss occasionally, right?
I suppressed my laughter and asked seriously, “You said… Su Luo wanted to take me away? Hasn’t she always liked you?”
“Forget it. I believe you. Get up.”
“Next time, if anything similar happens that might make me misunderstand, you have to explain it to me right away.”
“Got it, mission guaranteed.” Su Liumeng slowly stood up, grinning foolishly, not feeling the slightest embarrassment about kneeling before her wife.
What shame? She’s been chasing her wife for ten years—how could she be embarrassed?
When it comes to principles, she wouldn’t dare truly anger Si Xinyan.
Besides, in front of her wife, a weak knee and sincere apology meant nothing.
“Baby, you… really believe me that easily?”
Su Liumeng had wanted to explain more but didn’t expect me to believe her immediately.
“Of course.” I covered my mouth and chuckled softly, placing her hand on my hair to signal her to continue drying.
“Why wouldn’t I believe you? You’re my wife, just as you believe what I say, I believe what you say. Isn’t that natural?”
Hearing this, Su Liumeng felt as if her whole life had been worth it.
From another angle, it explained why she’d be so easily controlled all her life.
The reason she was the first to dry my hair was because I was in a delicate condition; leaving my hair damp too long would make my head heat up badly.
Because during pregnancy, I couldn’t take any medicine—no matter how painful the illness, I had to endure it alone. So careful daily care and eliminating risks were necessary.
“Thanks for drying my hair, Baby.” I sweetly thanked her, supporting my waist and holding out my belly, moving toward the bridal bed.
Su Liumeng naturally supported me. When we reached the bed, she helped me lie back on the pillow before slowly releasing the hand she’d been holding.
“No need to be so careful.” I looked at her brightly, “I’m not that fragile. It’s not like in novels, where just a little bump causes miscarriage. That basically can’t happen.”
Besides, there were less than two months until my due date.
If I were to have issues now, it wouldn’t be a miscarriage but rather premature labor.
Minor bumps were usually accidental preterm contractions.
There were false and true contractions; before actual labor, you’d usually have a few false contractions—a sinking feeling in the lower abdomen. I heard from other moms in the group but never experienced one myself, probably because it wasn’t time yet.
Of course, that didn’t mean I could be careless.
This was precisely a time when more caution was necessary.
Late pregnancy was more prone to premature birth, so extra care was required.
Premature babies were more fragile and had weaker immunity than full-term babies.
No mother would want her baby to be born prematurely, so they paid more attention during late pregnancy.
I said all this to Su Liumeng just to help her relax and make our time together more natural.
I wasn’t stupid. After being a mom-to-be so long, I noticed all the places I needed to be careful about.
Even if she didn’t take care of me, I wouldn’t have any problems.
Su Liumeng’s thoughts were completely different.
She believed that two people paying attention was definitely better than one.
So she replied perfunctorily, “Mm, I’ll listen to Baby.”
From her tone, it was clear she hadn’t fully absorbed what I said.
Su Liumeng held my hand and helped me lie down toward the inside of the bed.
She slept on the outside, so if she got up at night, she wouldn’t disturb my pregnancy-weakened sleep. If I felt uncomfortable and needed to turn over or get up, she’d be immediately awakened and able to take care of me.
I smiled softly, understanding her thoughts and feeling warm inside.
I didn’t expose her little secret but instead squeezed her bigger hand tighter.
Our fingers intertwined—proof of my secret affection.
Her gentleness.
Her meticulous care.
Had completely warmed my heart, once as cold as stone.
“Xin Xin, tomorrow is the Dao Partner’s test. Are you ready?” Su Liumeng hesitated, “Or maybe… forget it. I think things are good as they are now.”
I suddenly let go of her hand and turned my head in slight anger, “Forget it? You say forget it about everything? No way.”
“You never told me before. I didn’t even know such a thing existed. Now that I do, and I’ve waited so long, how can I just forget it?”
I knew exactly what Su Liumeng was thinking.
She was just worried about failing and being looked down on.
I never cared about others’ opinions.
I only wanted us to be a truly enviable immortal couple.
Besides, I didn’t think I would fail.
“The ceremony will be held on time tomorrow.” I said firmly, determinedly, not giving Su Liumeng a chance to object.
I turned my head and pulled the blanket up a bit, showing my refusal to discuss it further.
“Alright.” Su Liumeng sighed, slipping her hand through the blanket and grasping my soft little hand even tighter—like a slippery eel almost trying to pull away, “I’ll listen to you…”
I stopped struggling. My chaotic heart suddenly couldn’t explain itself.
Su Liumeng stared out into the darkness outside the window. Her gentle gaze suddenly turned into killing intent.
No matter who.
Anyone who mocked her after failure.
She wouldn’t let them off.
Some in the Su family were watching this as entertainment, but Su Liumeng knew better than anyone.
She only sneered quietly inside and thought, just wait and see.