Things had been a bit hectic lately, and the two hadn't been intimate for a long time.
A few days ago, they returned to a regular routine, just staying home as usual, and neither seemed to have considered intimacy. Was it because the previous events had affected their mood, or because they were an old married couple and the urge had simply faded…?
As it turned out, it couldn't be the latter; how could there be no urge when so many things hadn't been done yet…?
Intimacy is a natural expression of deep affection, not something intentionally forced. When you truly like and respect someone, you won't deliberately aim for that kind of thing, but once the atmosphere is right, the two of you will naturally entwine, wanting to be even closer.
Just like the excitement and joy of achieving such an important goal, nothing expresses the emotions better than a passionate kiss.
Tongue-to-tongue kisses were already commonplace, no longer as painful as the first time.
Having climbed to the clouds many times, Qiu Wuji no longer subconsciously tried to stop him.
Even when his lips began to move downwards, and his hands were already unbuttoning her shirt, Qiu Wuji didn't resist. She subconsciously followed his movements, slightly raising her swan-like neck to meet his kiss, finding it quite pleasant.
"We're really an old married couple..." Qiu Wuji stared blankly at the ceiling, the thought suddenly surfacing in her mind.
"We're really an old married couple..." He buried his face in the ground, and Qiu Wuji snapped out of her reverie, playfully scolding, "I came back from driving lessons, I haven't showered, I'm dirty..." Chu Ge mumbled indistinctly, "My Qiuqiu wouldn't be dirty."
Qiu Wuji looked down at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of reproach and tenderness, like looking at a mischievous child: "Is it tasty?"
"..." Qiu Wuji felt something was slowly getting strange, even her breathing became labored. Her reproachful gaze intensified, thinking it must be because of this jerk's wild imagination about her body, his overly sensitive nature; she herself would never be like this...
But...it's so strange...
"Hey..." she bit her lower lip, murmuring, "That's enough...if you keep messing around, I'm going to hit you..."
Chu Ge muttered, "Go ahead and kill me..."
Who would stop like this! Qiu Wuji panicked, pushing against his shoulder, "Hey... ha..." His hand suddenly went limp, and his whole body tensed. Qiu Wuji finally panicked completely, forcefully rolling over and pinning Chu Ge beneath her.
Chu Ge didn't dare use force, only sighing and letting her hold him down, his eyes pleading.
Qiu Wuji straddled him, frantically adjusting her clothes, panting through gritted teeth, "You don't just want to go all the way like this? Dream on!"
"Qiuqiu~" Chu Ge looked longingly at the hidden mountains, pleading pitifully.
"Don't give me that! I... we're not married!"
"Then let's get married." It was as if a divine sword had struck from the heavens, accurately piercing the weakest point of defense; the air instantly fell silent.
Yes, in ancient times, it was understandable that people wouldn't have premarital sex before marriage. So, getting married would solve everything, right? What elders would object...? There wouldn't be any obstacles at all! Qiu Wuji's eyes grew increasingly panicked. She stammered for a long time before finally forcing a smile, "Why...why should I marry you? I've said it before...you're so weak...have you gotten arrogant just because you have a million or so? Men really do turn bad when they have money..."
Chu Ge looked at her helplessly, "It's true that I have some money now, so I feel like I can afford the down payment for a wedding house...In my mind, that's the prerequisite for marriage, not being able to beat you..."
Qiu Wuji blinked.
A wedding house...
Why am I a little excited? Uh, no...
She forced a smile and said, "You haven't even got the money yet! And that's your idea, not mine!"
"Your idea is just being able to beat me?" Chu Ge said helplessly, then suddenly laughed, "Hey, if I can't beat you even after hundreds or thousands of years, wouldn't you be digging a hole for yourself?"
"Pah, I don't want to get married, why would I bury myself! I'm just giving you something to look forward to!"
Chu Ge just laughed.
"Besides, a man that weak, I, Qiu Wuji, must be blind to even look at him!" Qiu Wuji hesitated for a moment, then added, "You're not allowed to slack off. You can only beat the clone, not the one in the book!"
At worst, I'll stop cultivating my clone and wait for you...
Qiu Wuji thought to herself, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
But then Chu Ge reached out and rubbed her cheek, laughing, "Alright, alright, it's not like I'm determined to do *that* kind of thing..."
Qiu Wuji muttered, "Aren't you...?"
"This is just a momentary passion."
It really was a momentary passion. Now that their passion had cooled, they actually found the feeling of Qiu Wuji lying on Chu Ge chatting quite warm, even better than the kissing earlier...
Qiu Wuji then tugged at a strand of her hair and circled it on Chu Ge's face, looking like she was trying to draw a little pig.
"Qiu Qiu..." Chu Ge suddenly called out.
"Hmm?" Qiu Wuji was drawing.
"I'm thinking, your insistence that I must defeat you before we marry might not stem from a demand for a partner's strength."
"Huh?" Qiu Wuji stopped painting, momentarily puzzled.
She felt that her past demands stemmed from a deeply ingrained belief in strength, though now those beliefs had shattered, leaving only stubbornness.
But then Chu Ge said softly, "Actually, I think it's more about insecurity, an uncertain and unpredictable future, even back then we weren't sure if we'd ever meet again… So what's the point of talking about marriage? You've always urged me to cultivate, hoping I'd be stronger than you; I think ultimately it's about being able to control our destiny." Qiu Wuji was lost in thought.
Perhaps he was right; that was indeed the case.
Now that he seemed to have a firm grasp on the future, he began to waver. He had some money, so he was seriously considering marriage…
Chu Ge continued, "Now, it seems we have more confidence in exploring the world, but actually, I'm still a little uneasy. We haven't even found a specific passage yet. What if we open our eyes tomorrow and can't sense that world anymore… Qiu Qiu…"
Qiu Wuji absentmindedly hummed in agreement.
"Shall we make a promise?" Chu Ge said earnestly, "The day we find a stable passage, no matter what form it takes—whether it's our real bodies entering or leaving, or whether I have complete control—that day will be our wedding day, okay?"
Qiu Wuji's eyes melted completely, shimmering as she looked into his.
After looking at him for a long, long time, she softly said, "Okay, this is our promise."
She pecked Chu Ge on the lips, stood up, and smiled, "I'll go cook."
Qiu Wuji knew this was a true engagement.
From this moment on, her "girlfriend" status had changed to "fiancée."
However, neither of them had such a clear concept in their minds, because that goal was indeed somewhat vague, not as concrete as "a car and a house."
But when they looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel that something was different... You glance at me, I blush and look down; I glance at you, you avoid my gaze. Even eating a meal turned into a flirtatious exchange, like a silent play.
Until the whole meal was over, Qiu Wuji slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "What are you looking at? Aren't you bored!"
"Not boring, I can't get enough of you." Chu Ge wasn't going to back down from her. He got up, walked around to her side, and picked her up in his arms.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Qiu Wuji struggled: "What are you doing now..."
"After dinner, I'll watch TV with my Qiuqiu." Chu Ge laughed: "Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for me to go straight to writing after eating?"
"You know it's not appropriate for you to go to writing right after eating!" Qiu Wuji, at this moment, didn't mention that most of the time she was the one making him go to write, and was secretly a little happy.
Her personality had been changing because of love, becoming increasingly charming and naive, and so had Chu Ge's.
The once-straightforward, rigid man had become increasingly gentle and understanding of women's hearts.
But actually, none of that was quite accurate… Qiu Wuji's mind flashed back to that earlier thought—they weren't even married, but they really were like an old married couple…