Simple-minded Tiger.
On the second day after his own wedding, he quietly invited a doctor over.
The neighbors were shocked.
'Wow! So fierce?'
'Oh my, the bride must be suffering!'
'Brother Tiger surely lives up to the name...'
Qin Huarong: "…"
Her face blushed as red as a ripe persimmon.
Her heart was filled with a mix of embarrassment and sweetness.
Embarrassment at how her husband could be so clueless, calling a doctor just because she was tired. How is she supposed to face anyone now?
Sweetness because of how much he cared for her, there's hope for their future days.
A blend of surprise and joy, embarrassment and anger.
Isn't life just a mix of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty?
...
Someone said:
The best love is when you adore me, and I admire you.
Tiger can't read, and Qin Huarong isn't much better.
They don't understand profound philosophies.
But.
