Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 630: Chapter 625: Paying the Bill

Qin Xue walked to the cashier and handed over the money for the tea.

“Miss, the lady just now has already paid for you. You can take this money back,” the cashier said, looking at the money in front of her.

“No need, we’ll pay for ourselves. We just wanted that woman to pay to teach her a lesson. Take our money and donate the money that woman gave to a poor family. Consider it as her doing a good deed,” Qin Xue didn’t want Gu Beilin to pay for her, she was afraid of indigestion.

“Alright then.” The cashier accepted Qin Xue’s money, settled their bill, and gave her the change.

“Miss, here’s your change and the bill,” the cashier handed the money and bill to Qin Xue.

“Alright, thank you.” Qin Xue took the money and bill, and left with Chu Molin.

“Wow, that guy just now is so handsome and stylish!” someone in the crowd said, and then the conversation revolved around Qin Xue and Chu Molin.

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However, the couple didn’t know, and even if they did, they wouldn’t care. They’d rather go home early and get some sleep with their American kung fu instead.

After leaving Yuxuan Restaurant, Qin Xue and Chu Molin found a clean place to eat and ordered two bowls of noodles.

After eating and returning home, Qin Xue was exhausted. After placing their child on the bed, she collapsed onto the bed too.

Qin Xue sighed, feeling so tired, it seemed like shopping was not for everyone; not everyone enjoyed it.

At least Qin Xue didn’t like it very much, she only bought necessities when she went out.

Chu Molin shook his head, watching his wife’s actions without speaking.

He placed their child on the bed, then pulled a chair over and sat next to the bed.

Chu Molin picked up her feet and placed them on his lap, then massaged the pressure points on her legs.

“Mmm, so comfortable,” Qin Xue sighed with her eyes closed. It was great to have an all-capable husband.

“Feeling better?” Chu Molin pressed harder.

“Yes, comfortable, ah!” Qin Xue had barely finished speaking when Chu Molin suddenly pressed even harder, and she screamed in pain.

“Does it hurt a lot?” Chu Molin stroked her somewhat stiff calf.

“Yes, it hurts.” Qin Xue replied.

“Bear with it, I’ll help you work it out,” Chu Molin firmly rubbed Qin Xue’s calf.

“Alright.” With her eyes closed, Qin Xue enjoyed Chu Molin’s thoughtful service.

She didn’t even know when she fell asleep.

After the massage, Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue, who had fallen asleep, and sighed helplessly. He went to boil some water for a shower, deciding to let her sleep first, as she seemed exhausted.

Chu Molin carried her to the bathroom, then called for Qin Xue to wash up.

“Chu Molin, I’m sleepy, I want to sleep, don’t disturb me,” Qin Xue spoke without opening her eyes.

“If you don’t get up, I’ll do it for you,” Chu Molin picked Qin Xue up.

“Mmm.” Qin Xue replied and fell asleep again.

Chu Molin laughed, hoping she could remain this calm later on.

Of course, Chu Molin wouldn’t do anything. These two days had been tiring for his wife, and today’s shopping had made her dog-tired.

He discovered a big problem: women seemed to love shopping. Even if they complained about being tired, they couldn’t stop shopping and buying.

Though he had no complaints, Chu Molin couldn’t help but feel sorry for his wife’s feet. How much weight and distance did they have to bear after a whole day?

After washing up, Chu Molin let Qin Xue rest well.