Chapter 98: The Definition of Home

Chapter 98

Before going home, Zhong Ruanxing first went to the mall to buy him some daily necessities.

She parked the car and held Song JinXing, who was about to get out of the car after unfastening his seatbelt: "You just stay in the car and wait for me. I'll go buy what we need."

"Zhong Ruanxing" was not some nobody now. If he went shopping with her like this, they'd definitely end up trending online tomorrow. Tsk, he didn't feel it before, but now he realized how easy it was to trend online.

After walking a few steps away from the car, she turned around and came back, leaning against the half-lowered car window to ask him: "Is your period about to start?"

With a stiff face, Song JinXing replied: "Yours is."

Zhong Ruanxing: "Oh, is my period about to start?"

Song JinXing: "There's still a week left."

Zhong Ruanxing understood: "Then I'll buy a few packs of sanitary pads just in case it comes early. You have to learn diligently from Teacher Niu these next few days, you won't be able to practice once your period starts."

Song JinXing glanced at her lightly: "I've been drinking Chinese medicine ever since I came back from finishing filming for Spy. "

Zhong Ruanxing: "So?"

Song JinXing looked away: "It doesn't hurt as much anymore."

Zhong Ruanxing admired him: "You can even drink something so bitter like Chinese medicine."

But then she quickly understood when she recalled the hot Americanos Tong Ling would bring to the office. She waved and headed towards the elevator.

It was the busiest time of day at the mall in the evening. She pushed the cart around, buying toiletries and changes of clothes. Finally, she arrived at the shelf with sanitary pads. She found her usual brand, grabbed a pack of daytime pads, a pack of nighttime pads, two packs of protective underwear, and a pack of panty liners.

Two girls next to her whispered enviously: "Look! A handsome guy is buying sanitary pads!"

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"Of course, why else would he buy them if not for his girlfriend? I'm so jealous of her!"

Zhong Ruanxing thought to herself, they wouldn't have guessed that I'm really buying them for myself!

When she got back to the car, Song JinXing had already called Father Song to tell him about not going home these days. Due to the nature of her work, Father Song was used to his daughter not staying home, so he didn't ask much when he assumed she had more schedules to attend.

Song JinXing's luxurious multi-million dollar mansion was located in a courtyard compound. He hadn't returned since they switched bodies.

After one bite, he raised his head and said: "This is the most delicious instant noodles I've ever had."

Zhong Ruanxing burst out laughing: "Flattery will get you nowhere, a simple compliment is enough. Hurry up and eat, I'll apply medicinal oils on you after we're done."

He also laughed lightly in response.

After eating, Song JinXing washed the dishes while Zhong Ruanxing took out all the medicinal wines needed, filling up the coffee table. When he finished washing up and came over, she pressed him onto the sofa and lifted up his clothes.

It didn't seem so bad before, but now the bruises were surfacing - his legs, waist, and arms were all mottled with purple and blue splotches. Zhong Ruanxing felt awful seeing this: "This Teacher Niu, really! You have to talk to him properly tomorrow, don't train so intensely!"

Song JinXing lay stomach-down on the sofa, propping his chin on a pillow. His sleepwear was hitched all the way up, exposing a large expanse of his back.

Zhong Ruanxing first applied medication, then poured out some medicinal wine into her palms and rubbed them warm before spreading it over his waist.

Song JinXing suddenly shuddered slightly.

This was her own body after all. There shouldn't be anything awkward about her touching herself.

He forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, letting her massage him from top to bottom, rubbing in the medicinal wine. Wherever the wine touched felt a little hot at first, then a cool and gentle sensation would spread.

Song JinXing turned his head to the side. He saw her puffing up her cheeks, meticulously blowing at the spots that felt hot.

That strange feeling grew even stronger, until he broke out in sweat.

Zhong Ruanxing wiped him with puzzlement as she exclaimed: "Song JinXing, you're sweating! Are you too hot?"

His voice was somewhat stiff: "Mm...a little."

Zhong Ruanxing stood up: "Then I'll go open the window."

Song JinXing grabbed her wrist: "No need, it's just the medicinal wine is too hot. Keep applying it."

She uttered an "Oh", and sat back down on the sofa. She had just scooped up another handful of medicinal wine and rubbed it warm before applying it to his shoulder blades, when the passcode lock on the front door suddenly beeped. Before either of them reacted, the door opened, and Song Shuling walked in carrying a huge bag of vegetables and fruits.

"Brother, I..."

As she spoke, she glanced up and saw the two people in the living room. Her eyes widened in shock as she pressed her lips together.

Zhong Ruanxing hurriedly pulled his sleepwear back down to cover his shoulders, explaining: "It's not what you think!"

Song Shuling slowly revealed an awkward yet polite smile: "I didn't think anything of it."