Husband, Spend Some Gold Coins

Xie Qi’s face was hot. He didn’t dare to say anything when Qin Yizhi wiped his fingers with a rag. He was really frightened.

But… he felt a little secretly excited.

Hey, he must be really frustrated. He hadn’t said anything clearly and had just thought about doing that thing.

Had he forgotten to be the little wife? He would be the one laying down, no kidding.

It was better not to irritate Qin Yizhi.

In the next few days, Xie Qi behaved well, and Qin Yizhi didn’t feel anything was wrong. Once something like this happened, Xie Qi would definitely settle down for a few days, and then the skin itch would start again and again.

Qin Yizhi thought indifferently; once again, he would take advantage of the situation, and it would be the third offence and he could eat it clean.

However, Qin Yizhi just thought about it.

Xie Qi was too scared to act recklessly, but the National Day holiday was coming soon!

Xie Qi went back from school at noon, had lunch, and then went to the gym.

He played basketball regularly, and his body gradually got better. His abdomen became much tighter, and he already had some abdominal muscles, which made Xie Qi very excited. For him, he didn’t need to have eight-pack abs like Qin Yizhi. At least four abs would satisfy him.

Compared to the people in the basketball department who lifted their clothes to reveal their abdominal muscles to attract the opposite sex, Xie Qi disdained doing such a thing. Anyway, with good-looking abdominal muscles… well… Qin Yizhi couldn’t help but be greedy for him.

So, after Xie Qi’s abdominal muscles appeared, he didn’t imitate these people by lifting his clothes to covet the opposite sex. The only one who could make him do such a thing was Qin Yizhi.

After the exercise, he was in the locker room, and with the light coming from the window, he lifted his clothes, revealing his snow-white skin. Xie Qi took a photo of his abs with his mobile phone — although it wasn’t fully revealed yet, it was considered progress and a result. He was willing to share it with Qin Yizhi.

But when he actually took the photo, he found that the obvious outline of the abdominal muscles wasn’t very visible in the mobile phone lens.

Xie Qi was speechless, so he could only turn slightly sideways, with his back to the light, and took another shot — the resulting picture wasn’t good.

Xie Qi: “…”.

It was a junk phone. Xie Qi went straight to JD.com and bought a new iPhone because he had heard that Apple took great photos.

Xie Qi felt relieved now and secretly thought that having money was indeed good. At least when things didn’t go well, he could immediately use his money power to make himself feel better.

Xie Qi tried harder and reluctantly took a photo and sent it to Qin Yizhi.

Qin Yizhi replied quickly, [?].

A very straightforward question mark — this style of not speaking human words had been infected by Xie Qi. Xie Qi liked to reply with punctuation marks such as [?], [.], [,].

Qin Yizhi had naturally learned it and gave feedback to Xie Qi.

Xie Qi was okay when faced with [?], but when faced with [.], he would get a little irritable. Then he would stop talking for no real reason to show his dissatisfaction.

Xie Qi replied, [Did you see my abdominal muscles? Aren’t they already obvious?]

Qin Yizhi: [I didn’t see it.]

Xie Qi: “…”.

He choked and typed with his fingers, looking very angry, [Look carefully? How can you not see it??]

Qin Yizhi: [It’s the same as nothing.]

Xie Qi: […Okay, you really know how to make people angry.]

He asked his teammates for a pen, hid in the locker room, and secretly marked his abdominal muscle lines. Then he took a photo of them and sent it to Qin Yizhi, [Did you see it? They are all dented, and there are abdominal muscle lines.]

Qin Yizhi: [Yeah.]

Xie Qi sighed. It seemed that Qin Yizhi had gained abdominal muscles too easily, so his reaction to Xie Qi’s exercise results was rather indifferent.

He put down his clothes and capped his pen. Just as he was about to go out, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw a message from Qin Yizhi: [Come back and let me see it face to face.]

Xie Qi’s face heated up, and he put the phone back without replying.

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After playing basketball, Xie Qi felt a little desire to talk, but he didn’t know who to talk to. After thinking for a while, he opened Li Siwen’s chat box and asked, [Siwen… are you there?]

He waited for a while, but Li Siwen didn’t reply. Xie Qi didn’t find it strange. After all, Li Siwen had to take a nap at noon.

He could only turn around and look for Fan Qingyue, but Fan Qingyue quickly replied, [What’s up, Qizi? Why don’t you say it in the group? Are you going to have a little secret with me that only belongs to the two of us?]

Xie Qi: “…”.

To be honest, he didn’t really want to talk to Fan Qingyue about this matter.

But Fan Qingyue at least had more experience in dating than him — this guy had a good relationship with the opposite sex. He was obviously just handsome and not very tall, but he had dated a girlfriend in elementary school, middle school, and high school.

He was still experienced, at least more experienced than Xie Qi.

Xie Qi humbly asked for advice: [I want to ask you; how does it feel to fall in love?]

Fan Qingyue immediately became stressed, [What? Are you in love? No, Qizi, you are a married man now. You have a husband. This isn’t good. You are cheating.]

Xie Qi was a little surprised that Fan Qingyue had such a big reaction. He couldn’t help but say with some confusion, [Don’t you disagree with my marriage? And you also encouraged me to find a partner in college before.]

Fan Qingyue: […Oh, those are two different things. To be honest, brother-in-law is really nice. Even if you want to fall in love, you should hold it back. Don’t cheat on or hurt brother-in-law’s heart.]

Xie Qi was a little surprised, [I didn’t expect that your three views are quite upright.]

[?? What misunderstanding do you have about me? Of course, my three views are correct, my roots are upright and my shoots are bright, okay!]

Xie Qi said, […Then you said before that you would find 100 girlfriends, hug each other, and have a harem of three thousand beauties.]

Fan Qingyue: […That was just an empty talk, okay? Look, I’m serious every time I am in love. Even if I’m in love with many people, I have to stick to my principles.]

Xie Qi: “…”.

He was embarrassed to tell Fan Qingyue that he seemed to fall in love with Qin Yizhi.

At this point, his identity as a straight man turned into a constraint, preventing him from speaking.

‘Oh, forget it, let’s not talk about it.’

Xie Qi ended the chat.