Chapter 126: Who the Hell Has a Weak Bladder?

This kind of risqué joke was nothing to Lu Qingyue, after all, she was an experienced reader of steamy novels, with all sorts of strange knowledge swirling in her mind.

Before leaving, Lu Yilin still pulled her aside with a serious expression and warned, “It’s fine to stay here for a while, but don’t actually cohabit with someone before marriage. Cheng Xingye has been single for 23 years—who knows if he has some perverse habits. Be careful, or he might strip you bare.”

Lu Qingyue didn’t understand why he was always so wary of Cheng Xingye, constantly attacking him personally. She rolled her eyes and said, “Brother, why do you always have to piss all over our love story?”

Lu Yilin was speechless.

After a few seconds of silence, he turned and left.

After all, he wasn’t the one being stripped bare, so why bother worrying about it?

Once he was gone, Cheng Xingye accompanied Lu Qingyue to report to the police and leave contact information, then took her to the supermarket.

Since no girls had ever lived in the house before, many daily necessities had to be bought anew.

Pushing the shopping cart, Cheng Xingye picked out shower gel while keeping an eye on the little troublemaker beside him so she wouldn’t wander off.

“What scent do you want for the shower gel?”

Lu Qingyue was nearby choosing snacks. Without turning her head, she replied, “The scent you have.”

Cheng Xingye’s lips twitched slightly as he picked up a bottle of mint-scented shower gel and tossed it into the cart.

“What about shampoo?” he asked.

“Same as yours,” Lu Qingyue said.

So she liked the smell on him that much?

Cheng Xingye felt inexplicably satisfied and added a bottle of shampoo to the cart.

“Face wash?”

Lu Qingyue, carrying a pile of snacks, dumped them into the cart with a clatter and casually replied, “Same as you.”

Cheng Xingye nodded.

Having selected most of the essentials, he was about to move on when his steps suddenly halted at a certain aisle.

“What about sanitary pads?”

This time, he reached out and grabbed the little girl who was about to dash off for ice cream.

“You pick them yourself; I don’t know what brand you use.”

Without hesitation, Lu Qingyue blurted out, “Same as you.”

Cheng Xingye: “???”

Cheng Xingye: “.....”

Lu Qingyue paused, then apologized, “...Sorry.”

Blushing, she turned and quickly found her usual brand on the shelf, grabbing two packs each of day and night pads, and finally threw a pack of panty liners into the cart.

Cheng Xingye had never shopped in this section before and was surprised at how many varieties of feminine products there were—so many brands he had never even heard of.

Feeling a bit awkward, he rubbed the tip of his nose and glanced down at the cart, memorizing the brand she often used.

Since they would be living together, there would inevitably be times when he’d have to buy these things for her.

So he humbly asked, “How do you usually choose these?”

Lu Qingyue immediately took on the role of expert, explaining confidently, “Actually, buying this is the same principle as guys buying condoms.”

Cheng Xingye gave a puzzled “hmm” and raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a sincere, eager-to-learn expression.

Lu Qingyue beamed proudly, “It’s simple—whether guys or girls, everyone prefers thin and barely noticeable.”

Cheng Xingye choked on his words and glared at her silently. “...You actually know quite a bit.”

Lu Qingyue chuckled, taking it as a compliment and puffing out her chest proudly, “Of course! I’m smart!”

That was less about intelligence and more about being shamelessly seasoned in such matters.

Cheng Xingye sighed helplessly and dragged her away from the aisle.

“Alright, let’s go.”

They pushed their fully loaded cart to the checkout.

Near the counter was a small shelf.

Lu Qingyue glanced over casually and was immediately drawn in.

The shelf was filled with baby burp cloths, categorized in great detail, some with functions she hadn’t even heard of.

Curious, she picked up a box and waved it at Cheng Xingye.

“Should we buy this?”

Cheng Xingye was unlocking his phone to pay and looked up, falling silent.

“...No need.”

He was too embarrassed to admit he had already bought two boxes yesterday—ten pieces each.

Lu Qingyue clicked her tongue in surprise, impressed that he’d been single so long yet seemed so pure and restrained.

Since Cheng Xingye didn’t want them, she didn’t press the matter and quietly put the item back.

...

The otherwise restrained man returned home and busied himself with work in the study.

The first day of cohabitation was a bit awkward for Cheng Xingye.

He’d never imagined that suddenly having someone else in the house could make it so hard to concentrate on his work.

It wasn’t that Lu Qingyue was clingy—most of the time, she was curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone or watching TV, barely disturbing him.

But whenever there was a slight noise outside, he couldn’t help but perk up, guessing what she might be doing.

In the half hour he worked, no one entered the study.

Only hOShinO appeared twice, peeking in curiously before going back to the living room to play with its new owner.

Cheng Xingye pretended for a while longer but grew curious about what she was up to, so he grabbed a cup and stepped out, pretending to get water.

Passing through the living room, he casually glanced over.

There, the little troublemaker was comfortably lounging by the window, basking in the sunlight, absentmindedly petting his dog.

One person and one dog, a peaceful scene.

It made the homeowner seem somewhat superfluous.

Cheng Xingye cleared his throat twice, trying to assert his presence.

But Lu Qingyue was busy playing with the dog and didn’t hear him at all.

He paced back and forth with the water cup a couple of times before retreating back to the room like a ghost.

Sitting down, he felt increasingly disgruntled.

He was tall and handsome, admired by many at school—how could his presence be less significant than a dog’s at home?

After a moment’s silence, he decided to go to the bathroom.

The afternoon sunlight was warm and gentle.

...

Lu Qingyue sat on the beanbag, stroking hOShinO’s ears, utterly enchanted by its soft fur.

She had grown up with a dog named Lu Xiaoxiao, also a Samoyed.

But when she was four or five, Lu Xiaoxiao passed away of old age.

Having lived with dogs under the same roof since childhood, she felt an inexplicable kinship with hOShinO, as if they had met too late.

Hearing Cheng Xingye open the study door, she finally looked up at him.

In the past hour or two, if she remembered correctly, Cheng Xingye had gotten water four times and gone to the bathroom three times.

Lu Qingyue suspected he might have kidney problems but didn’t dare ask directly, not wanting to hurt the man’s fragile pride.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

At his fourth trip to the bathroom, she called softly, “Cheng Xingye.”

He stopped in his tracks.

Thinking, this little troublemaker finally has some sense.

He turned with a detached air, lazily asking, “What is it?”

Lu Qingyue cleared her throat awkwardly and hinted vaguely, “You know my dad is actually a doctor, right?”

Cheng Xingye tilted his head, unconcerned, “Yeah, I know.”

“So?”

Lu Qingyue thought, If you know, why don’t you find a time to see him?

Seeing his calm, indifferent face, she was even more anxious than he was.

They said kidney weakness in men could seriously affect that aspect of their lives, and Lu Qingyue didn’t want to be a young widow, so she kindly suggested, “Maybe you should find a chance to see him?”

Cheng Xingye thought she meant meeting the parents and became a little awkward.

“Isn’t that a bit too soon?”

They’d only been dating for less than two months.

Though moving in together was somewhat fast, the girl wasn’t yet at the stage of talking marriage, so meeting parents wasn’t really on his agenda.

But what Lu Qingyue meant was something entirely different.

She put on a serious face and earnestly advised, “You can’t put this off; the longer you wait, the harder it might be to deal with.”

Though Cheng Xingye didn’t quite understand why meeting parents couldn’t be delayed, seeing her serious expression made him nervous too.

He pursed his lips, thought for a few seconds, and relented.

“Okay. I’ll find a holiday...”

Lu Qingyue interrupted, “No need to wait for a holiday, just go to the hospital to see him. After all, you’re the future son-in-law; he can surely get you an appointment.”

Cheng Xingye was baffled. “Why would I go to the hospital for an appointment? I thought you meant meeting the parents?”

Lu Qingyue gasped, even more confused than he was.

“What parents? Obviously, fixing your frequent urination is the priority!”

Cheng Xingye: “???”

Cheng Xingye: “....”

Who the hell has frequent urination?