The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life (Translated With Mtl)

Chapter 113

A month passed, and even with clothes on, Qin Muwen noticed a subtle bulge in Li Jin's lower abdomen.

On ordinary days, when Li Jin went to the academy, Xiao Baozi would sit next to Qin Muwen, attentively listening to his readings.

Occasionally, Xiao Baozi would recite books to the little friends in his stomach, expressing a sense of responsibility: "I want to teach him like Daddy, reading every day."

Qin Muwen would smile and remark, "Little bun is so eager to learn."

After some contemplation, Xiao Baozi would say, "Play first, then study."

Play was a priority, but learning was never neglected.

Li Jin, holding Xiao Baozi, could almost see the young and docile Qin Muwen from the past through him.

Admittedly, Qin Muwen's father provided him with excellent education, allowing him to foster an independently thinking and charismatic character, while remaining affectionate in relationships.

In truth, Qin Muwen was a resilient person.

It was his affection for Li Jin that made him desire to be together.

That night, after five months of abstinence, Li Jin couldn't resist kissing Xiao Fulang’s brows and eyes, especially lingering on the cinnabar moles.

Qin Muwen felt Li Jin's hand gradually moving downward, reminiscent of the assistance he had provided before.

Blushing, Qin Muwen protested, "No, I don't need..."

Li Jin remained silent, his eyes reflecting Qin Muwen's shy and pure demeanor.

After the incident, Li Jin discovered Qin Muwen had closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, though his cheeks and ear tips remained rosy.

Li Jin didn't turn off the lights. Instead, he held his little husband and remarked, "Between husbands, this is a consensual matter. Why be ashamed?"

Qin Muwen, now in his twenties, had matured even though his development was delayed.

Normally, when he and Li Jin were intimate, both would reach satisfaction, and Qin Muwen didn't feel embarrassed.

However, when Li Jin personally assisted him and had to deal with the aftermath, Qin Muwen's face became even redder.

"Sleep... sleep."

Observing this, Li Jin extinguished the oil lamp, kissed the top of his head, and said, "Wenwen, why are you so adorable?"

The next day, Xiaocha, noticing the clothes on the drying rack, felt the count wasn't right. Having lived in Li Jin's house for two years, Qin Muwen had gradually taught him common words, basic arithmetic, and even some addition and subtraction.

Qin Muwen's intention was for Xiaocha to be better equipped for the future. Little did he know, this effort would backfire.

After washing the dishes, Xiaocha turned to Qin Muwen, saying, "Master, there's one more piece of laundry hanging than yesterday."

Qin Muwen looked elsewhere, responding, "No, I counted yesterday, and the number is correct."

Scratching his head, Xiaocha admitted, "Oh, it turns out Xiaocha miscounted."

Before noon, Xiaocha mentioned, "Master instructed this morning before leaving that I should buy fish today for you. What type of fish would you like?"

Relieved that the clothing episode was over, Qin Muwen replied, "Let's go with bass—fewer spines, and we can have more buns."