On that day, Jin Wuduan was dressed casually, wearing a pair of worn-out sneakers while holding three coins in his hand, saying he was hungry.

His smile was radiant, his young and handsome face becoming slightly red from the cold due to his thin clothes. Especially his affectionate and smiling eyes, when they looked at you, it felt as if they were carrying the starlight from the heavens...

The glaring light poured down from above.

"Hey, buddy, I only have three bucks. Can you sell me two kebabs? When I have more money, I'll make sure to pay you back those two bucks."

Jin Wuduan is a whole head taller than Siniang, looking so handsome and tall. Siniang dare not lift her head to look at his face, nodding in agreement.

Five yuan for two skewers.

Jin Wuduan had only three dollars, but Sinian gave him three more.

Probably because of this unexpected favor, Jin Wuduan took advantage of it and casually said, "I haven't eaten enough. Can you give me a few more? I'll pay you back when I have money."

On that day, the small stall had only one customer, Jin Wuduan. He repeatedly said that he would pay back later when he had money, while Sinian repeatedly handed over the freshly grilled skewers, nodding.

"I have nowhere to go. Can you let me stay for a few days?" The person, their stomach full, hunched their shoulders and asked while sniffing.

Sinian was afraid of his height, but even more afraid of the captivating starlight in his eyes. She clutched at her skirt and nodded.

It has been continuously dotted until now.

Jin Wuduan saw the person beneath him nodding and listening to his words. He lowered his head and kissed him, satisfying the moment of possession, and praised, "Good boy!"

With a gentle voice, Sixian lifted herself onto the slightly sweaty shoulder of the person standing beside her.

Still nervous, still in pain, but also brought something else with it.

Unlike the previous times when she selfishly pleased herself, because of the tenderness in Jin Wuduan's heart, when the sun set, Sinian could still tremble and make her way to the bathroom by herself.

No bloodshed.

Jin Wuduan held the showerhead in one hand, while supporting the trembling waist of the person in front with the other. His fingers slid down to touch the pitifully swollen area, then kissed the smooth white nape of their neck, saying, "It's been so long since we last did it, I've missed you so much. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Sīnián shook his head.

Apart from a certain indescribable ache and swelling in a specific place, to be honest, it doesn't hurt at all. It's just strange, why was it so painful before?

It's clearly the same thing!

Jin Wuduan was unaware of the strange thoughts in the person's embrace. He wrapped him up in a towel, bent down, and carried him onto the bed, saying, "I'll go heat up the meal. You rest for a while."

Si Nian nodded, and the next second she heard the sound of a falling lid.

Jin Wuduan held the plate in his hands and glanced at the spilled broth on the floor. He said, "...Or maybe you should do it!"

He doesn't know how to cook, and he even has to work hard to replace the broken dish.

Two dishes and a soup, plus a large pot of bone broth.

Jin Wuduan bit into the greasy pork bone, savoring the taste he hadn't experienced in a long time. At the same time, he had been having unsatisfying meals during his time in prison. Holding a piece of pork bone, he smiled and said, "Wife, how about adding some chili peppers when stewing the bones in the future? It should make them even more delicious."

Si Nian nodded slightly, curling her fingers around the soup spoon.

Thinking to herself, "You've never even said that you like me, let alone said anything about being together. And now you're just calling me your wife...Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Fine!

Siniang, perhaps, has forgotten that he has been treated affectionately by others for a long time. It wouldn't be excessive for others to call him "wife".

After all, there are even more outrageous things...

The two of them have also done it.

Moreover, in Jin Wuduan's view, Si Nian was his wife in his previous life, whom he married and even gave birth to a little bun for him. In any case, in this life, he was going to marry her and have her give birth to buns for him. It would be best to have this wife as soon as possible.

Jin Wuduan has already let down Sinian in her previous life. In this lifetime, he doesn't want to waste a single day.

I just want to do my best to treat him well.

"Come on, have some meat! Look at how thin you are. When I hold you, I feel like I'm holding a rock. Eat more."

Jin Wuduan picked a delicious bone and put it in Sinen's small dish. Seeing him holding a spoon and staring blankly at the soup in the bowl, refusing to drink it, he curiously asked, "Sinen, what are you thinking? Why are you always daydreaming?"

Upon hearing these words, Sinian tightened his grip on the small spoon in his hand and looked up at him with a somewhat resentful gaze.

You just called me your wife a moment ago! How come you changed your tune so quickly?

How can one be so fickle?

After finishing their meal, Jin Wuduan helped Siniang clean up the dishes and then pulled her onto the bed.

He was full of energy, physically and mentally satisfied, and his belly was also filled. Although he still longed for the bone-chilling affection from before, thinking of the tender and cherished appearance of the person in his arms, he was reluctant to disturb their peaceful thoughts. He gently patted the other person's back, with his eyes closed, and softly said,

"Have you not set up your stall while I've been away these past few days?"

Si Nian leaned against Jin Wuduan's chest, running his fingers over the buttons on his pajamas, shaking his head.

I'm very obedient. If you tell me not to set up a stall, then I won't set up a stall.

Jin Wuduan nodded and kissed his forehead gently, praising him as "good boy". Then, he said, "Tonight, we'll set up a stall. With me around, no one will dare to bully you again."

Without consciously thinking, Sinian raised his gaze when he heard the words. He saw Jin Wuduan's eyebrows drooping, also looking at him.

His eyes were narrow and lazy, with beautiful upward-slanting phoenix-shaped pupils. Even without smiling, his brows and eyes exuded an attractive charm.

In the month of October, the daytime seemed unusually short. By six o'clock in the evening, the sky was already pitch black, making the room completely dark. The light in Jin Wuduan's eyes seemed even brighter as a result.

At this moment, being so close, Sining felt as if the other party's breath was shallow and their handsome, sharp face seemed to soften when locking eyes with him.

With their gazes meeting for just a moment, Siniang was the first to avert her eyes.

I'm a bit scared.

Afraid of the gentleness that lingers in the person's eyes and on their eyelashes, I am also afraid that everything in this moment is fake.

Si Nian lowered his head, burying his fair and delicate face in Jin Wuduan's arms. Lost in his thoughts, a sudden warmth enclosed his hand.

I couldn't help but feel stunned.

"Why are you acting like a steamed bun?"

Jin Wuduan chuckled lightly as his slender fingers traced along Sinen's shoulder and chin, slowly moving upwards. After gently caressing his face for a few moments, he suddenly flipped over, pressing him down. With a soft laugh, he said, "So soft and fragrant, I really want to take a bite."

His voice was gentle and filled with a smile, and his tone was incredibly soft. Before Siniang could even react, her breathing was blocked by that shallow breath...

And then, it gradually grew scorching as time passed.

Jin Wuduan firmly held onto the slightly wavering will in his heart. He fiercely sucked on the soft lips of the person in his arms, transferring attention as he raised his hand to pinch Siniang's face. He smiled and said, "Being so obedient and letting your husband take advantage of you, aren't you just like a good little bun?"

Siniann heard the words and licked her lips. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes followed the smooth flow of Jin Wuduan's words, seemingly contemplating the similarities between herself and Baozi.

I had no idea that the subtle expressions on my face were like a little squirrel holding a fruit in someone else's eyes, so soft and warm, making me irresistible to be teased.

Jin Wuduan suppressed the urge to bully others that was stirring in his heart. He raised his hand and lightly flicked Sini's nose. As he turned around, his eyes inadvertently swept over Sini's abdomen. Suddenly, he thought of how in his previous life, there was a little bun hidden beneath Sini's soft belly?

I couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

In my memory, that little bun seemed to be only three or four years old, always keeping their head down while following Si Nian.

Jin Wuduan didn't have much affection or concern for the father and son. At this moment, he couldn't recall what the little bun looked like at all, but he remembered the soft little hand that was placed on his face when he fell in a pool of blood, and the tender crying sound.

That little bun is connected to him by blood. Only when he dies will it call him "father".

Si Nian doesn't know how to talk. Where did Xiaobaozi learn to say "daddy" over and over again?

Jin Wuduan thought of the little bun who had a destined but unfulfilled connection, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. He gently stroked the fetus in Sini's abdomen and solemnly promised, "If there's another chance, Daddy will definitely treat you well."

His voice was too soft, and Minmin only heard the latter half of the sentence. She pouted unhappily, tilting her head slightly to listen.

Before I was still your wife! I could accept being demoted to a concubine, but now you're making me your son?

Your heart, it changes too quickly, doesn't it?