Secret Love Nest

Qing's Babies

I know you are all probably sick of me telling you guys that I am not the jealous type.

Because I'm really not the jealous type.

Except for one thing...

I stared at the big boxes inside Qing's car. He just came from the airport from his flight from Taiwan. I waited for him for over a week and he came home with boxes.

Big boxes...

Qing: (scratching his head) I can totally explain them.

Me: Uhuh...

Qing: They are a bargain, if you look at it in a different view.

Me: (eyes round) Which view should I look? In what direction? A bargain? Are you kidding me? When did they gone for sale? I didn't heard...

Qing: Dayu ah...

Me: If you are gonna lie to me, put at least one percent of believable truth in it. And if you are trying to make me feel better, don't bother, seeing these large boxes won't make me feel better.

He did it! He really did it. He bought lifesize toys.

For months, Qing has just been mumbling and mumbling about it, how he will visit a museum dedicated to his favorite collection and how he has been saving up to buy new brothers for his "babies".

Yes, I am lost for words too.

Me: And may I ask you, where will you...

I stopped. Oh right, I forgot. I got evacuated from our condo because some workers had to come in to work at something in our entertainment room.

Me: Cases. You contacted people to build cases in our condo...

Qing: They will not bother you...

Me: Their cost is bothering me! How much did you pay for...you know what. Don't answer that. It's your money. I don't have a say...

Qing: Dayu ah...

He pulled me into his arms and hug me.

Qing: Before you get angry, why not give me my welcome home kiss first...

Me: Why? They won't kiss you and you are asking it from me?

I know! I know! I am acting like a shrew but I just don't understand why he will pay a small fortune for a bunch of statues.

Qing: Don't call them statues. They might hear you and you might hurt their feelings. They are state of the art collectible items Dayu.

Yes...I chose this man. You can all thank me now that I lock down his ass and he gives me all the stress and spare all of you.

Me: (giving him an extremely, without any doubt, over the top annoyed look) Give yourself a welcome home kiss...

I turn away from him but he caught my waist and hauled me back into his arms. Goodness I hate that he is so much stronger than me. Qing can force and throw me around like I am a rag doll but he has always been gentle to me.

Unless I ask him to treat me roughly. But that's another conversation and we will not talk about that now when I am pissed off.

He captured my face and tilt it up. My face remained annoyed. He smile at me.

Qing: I miss you.

Me: I hate you.

Qing: So much.