Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 488 - 364: Kneading Dough, Kneading Tears (Sweet!)

Chapter 488: Chapter 364: Kneading Dough, Kneading Tears (Sweet!)

"Sawing off the leg," Yin Shixiu surely wouldn’t bear it, but the calmness of a certain cunning person also made one’s heart skip a beat.

On the phone, Qin Hui was still chattering doubtfully,

"Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng, don’t just stay silent! Are you fooling me!"

The ten-year age gap indeed cast a shadow over Qin Hui’s heart, which had just seen the light of spring.

"Is it? Is it? Is it?"

When Qin Hui got persistent, it was like a broken record, almost driving Su Xiaomeng crazy!

Xiao Meng had interacted with Qin Hui for a while and felt that their personalities were quite similar, and they got along well.

So, she knew that when Qin Hui said she had a crush on Eric, it wasn’t just a simple infatuation.

Qin Hui’s heart was genuinely fluttering.

So Xiao Meng didn’t want to blindly support her; she still wanted to offer some advice.

After all, Xiao Meng felt she wasn’t an ignorant eighteen-year-old girl, but a married woman with over three years of experience!

She had experience to share!!

Love... indeed, age isn’t a problem.

Love itself is something beyond what is considered worldly; if viewed through the lens of worldly values, is there even love?

But love... is also something invisible, inaudible, and intangible; it’s quite tricky.

Just because you call it love doesn’t make it love.

Nowadays, indeed, the age gap between spouses is widening, with many celebrity couples being older men and younger women, where a twenty-something gap is no barrier.

Without using celebrities as examples, just look at her and her thirteen-year gap with the older man...

How could there not be a generation gap?

Xiao Meng had mentioned before, a generation gap happens every three years, and they have over four...

Sometimes, she couldn’t believe how this marriage endured.

In her daze, she analyzed and realized... it all depended on her husband.

Not everyone is like Yin Shixiu, with high IQ and EQ!

He tried his best to be comprehensive, using the most comfortable way to help her transform from a nineteen-year-old girl to the wife she is now.

He adapted her to this marriage in the best and gentlest manner.

His knowledge, his insights, his views, his everything... were things she never even touched on the edge of.

There’s no second Yin Shixiu in this world...

So not just any two people, with such a big age gap, can stay together through thick and thin...

Su Xiaomeng was certain of this in her heart.

Of course, she wouldn’t so firmly discuss this issue with Qin Hui, at most, she’d express her views with a mild tone, offering some guidance...

Uh...

Though all this seemed a bit like unnecessary interference.

But Xiao Meng was naturally warm-hearted.

Secondly, Eric was friends with Yin Shixiu and had a decent relationship with her too.

If something were to happen between those two, it should be approached with caution to avoid future awkwardness!

But now, she didn’t even dare to speak casually, let alone give guidance!

Facing Qin Hui’s constant questioning, Xiao Meng pursed her lips,

"I’m not lying to you... uh... thirteen years."

As soon as she finished speaking, she instinctively glanced at Yin Shixiu, who appeared calm, only the warmth of the palm on her ankle was alarming.

"Wow, thirteen years!! See, you’re thirteen years apart, what do I even have to worry about! I feel age isn’t an issue!"

Qin Hui was excited, instantly brimming with confidence!

Qin Hui had only met Yin Shixiu once, and even then, a glance from Yin Shixiu had scared her, but even so, from Xiaomeng’s everyday study and life, she could feel that Xiaomeng was in a happy marriage.

Xiao Meng tried to withdraw her leg, but was held tight, so she hurriedly laughed,

"Exactly! Age is not a barrier, just look at my husband and me! We crossed over four generation gaps and are blissfully happy! So, be brave and chase! If you don’t, someone else will snatch him away!"

Who knew whether those words were meant for Qin Hui or directed at the poised big bad wolf.

"You have a point! Hmm! I’ve made up my mind! I will chase after Teacher Eric!! You have to help me!"

"Okay, okay!"

Yin Shixiu released Su Xiaomeng’s ankle, and at some point, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang had leaned against each other, their eyelids drooping.

Su Xiaomeng quickly indicated that she would take them back to their room to sleep.

Yin Shixiu waved a hand, picked up each kid, and carried them back to their room.

The living room emptied out.

Su Xiaomeng felt her prior words were quite irresponsible, wanting to take advantage of Yin Shixiu’s absence to calm Qin Hui down, avoid acting impulsively.

Though there’s a saying... the impulsiveness of youth becomes a memory in old age.

But there’s also another saying... impulsiveness is the devil, if not fatal, at least peels off a layer of skin...

"Xiao Hui, you—beep!"

Su Xiaomeng’s expression tensed; Qin Hui had actually hung up the phone!

Because of Qin Hui’s incessant shouting on the phone earlier, now that the call had ended, Qin Hui’s excited voice was still buzzing in her ears.

Forget it, just go with the flow...

After all, Qin Hui is an adult too; she should have her own judgment...

As Su Xiaomeng rubbed her head, she heard the soft click of the children’s room door closing.

Yin Shixiu came over...

"Going to sleep?"

Su Xiaomeng asked, with a face as innocent as a bunny, seemingly forgetting the earlier hidden undercurrents beneath the calmness.

"It’s only just past nine."

"Early to bed, early to rise."

Su Xiaomeng murmured, but vaguely felt something was amiss.

This atmosphere... what was happening?

Yin Shixiu stared at her, his expression suddenly relaxed, then turned and went to the kitchen...

"What are you going to the kitchen for?"

"It’s still early, and didn’t you say there was some dough left to knead?"

Su Xiaomeng frowned, Uncle... what’s this? Going to knead dough in the middle of the night?

"Even if you knead the leftovers, it’s useless; the dumpling filling is all used up."

Yin Shixiu didn’t respond, proceeding into the kitchen.

Su Xiaomeng felt a bit suspicious; husband following wife... Xiaomeng had gotten used to following him...

She felt sure Yin Shixiu wasn’t just going to knead dough, but saw he washed his hands, grabbed a new bowl, poured in flour, added water... and actually started kneading!

"With practice when there’s time, you’ll be able to make dumpling skins in the future."

Uh...

What he said made sense.

Su Xiaomeng saw the serious look on Yin Shixiu’s face, felt it was odd, but... she actually believed it!

And then she thought:

Yeah! How cozy it is to be learning to knead dough in the kitchen with my husband late at night!

As she thought, her feelings openly showed on her face.

Yin Shixiu, without showing any change, glanced at her, saw her wash her hands and come over to help, innocently expressing,

"Let me do it! So you don’t learn it before I do!"

Yin Shixiu chuckled, making some room for her, standing behind her, occasionally adding some flour, pouring some water...

Just as Xiaomeng felt she had the kneading just right, Yin Shixiu suddenly murmured ominously behind her ear,

"Do you think our age difference is a problem?"

"..."

Su Xiaomeng shivered! Oh, this is Yin Shixiu!

How could she be foolish enough to think he was just bringing her here to knead dough in the middle of the night?

When she realized something was off, she heard a "click", and the kitchen door was closed.

Her waist was hugged, and a hand began to squeeze and knead on her bottom...

"Why did you stop kneading?"

"Uh..."

I’ll knead!

"Control your force properly, like this, and like that again..."

Her backside!

"Knead the dough well, and I’ll let you off; if not... I’ll mess you up."

"..."

Su Xiaomeng’s heart trembled, Yin Shixiu could be occasionally rough in bed, but scarcely spoke such straightforward words during foreplay.

It strongly contrasted with his usually warm and cultured demeanor.

Yet Su Xiaomeng’s ears turned red...

As he spoke, those wolfish hands began to move.

That night, Su Xiaomeng cried while kneading the dough...