She Wants to Kill the Male Supporting Character
Given that a certain man had been showing off before just to prove that his “parts” were functioning normally, Su Su had already gotten somewhat used to it.
As long as she didn’t move and just played dead, after a while he’d get uncomfortable himself and stop.
But… she could feel that the man behind her must already be quite uncomfortable, right? He was already like that…
Yes—just when she thought he was about to give up, he actually became even more excessive. Su Su grew nervous, but he said, “Don’t move. I’ll just rub, I won’t go in.”
She couldn’t break free, so she could only lie there and endure it.
Until… he began kissing her, leaving her completely weak.
At that point… wasn’t this basically no different from actually doing it?
Her mind was already a complete mess, unable to think clearly. Then suddenly—truly suddenly—she felt a sharp pain in a place that couldn’t be spoken of, and she let out a cry, instantly feeling the urge to kill this male lead.
“Wife, wife…” He held her even tighter, thinking to himself: The older guys were right—honest men get nothing.
Today, he hadn’t been honest, and now he’d finally gotten a taste.
He had to admit—it felt really good.
He felt good, but Su Su did not. By the time the candle burned out, she was finally allowed to rest. She didn’t even manage to say a word before falling asleep, with no energy to think about anything else.
As for Lin Chuan, only half satisfied, he looked at his wife lying there like a limp heap and had no choice but to get up, clean her up a bit, and put her nightclothes back on. He felt a little guilty, worried she might get angry the next morning.
After everything was tidied up, he lay back down feeling refreshed. No wonder those guys always said having a wife felt great—it really did. Having a wife was completely different; it felt like being reborn.
From today onward, he finally counted as a complete man.
Tomorrow…
He was actually looking forward to tomorrow.
But the next morning, he was woken up by his new wife pinching him—really pinching him, hard, on the inside of his arm.
He opened his eyes and was met with an angry, teary gaze. He immediately backed down. “S-sorry… I couldn’t hold back.”
“I’ll never believe you again, you bad guy!” Su Su hit him repeatedly. Becoming a woman like that without any preparation made her feel extremely upset.
Especially since she hadn’t brought any contraception.
Who would’ve thought that coming here to teach for a year, she’d end up getting a boyfriend and married?
In any case, everything that happened last night was the man’s fault.
Lin Chuan obediently took the hits and said, “Rest a bit more. I’ll go make breakfast?”
Su Su was tired from hitting him, and his apologetic attitude was too good—but it still didn’t stop her from wanting to kill him. She snorted. “Go, go.”
She wanted to get up anyway—she needed to use the toilet.
Lin Chuan quickly got dressed, completely unbothered about covering himself.
Su Su saw everything clearly—and her vision went dark. No wonder she’d suffered so much last night. Those vague descriptions before were very real… Was that lucky or unlucky?
“Wife, I’ll kill a chicken for you.”
“Huh?”
Before she could react, Lin Chuan had already gone out.
She could only clean herself up and go to the toilet. Squatting there, she felt real pain, taking quite a while to recover. After returning to the room and seeing the messy bedding, her face flushed red. She folded the mattress aside, then lay back down and went to sleep again.
It wasn’t unbearable pain like in novels—just weakness, no strength.
Before long, she fell asleep again. When she woke up, she heard clattering in the kitchen. Soon after, Lin Chuan came in carrying a bowl of porridge, placing it on the kang table with one hand. “Wife, time to eat.”
Su Su glared at him. “I haven’t washed my face yet.”
“I’ll get you water.” Lin Chuan quickly brought her water and handed her a towel.
After washing up, she asked, “Is your leg okay?”
“Nothing wrong at all.” Turns out that kind of thing was easier than push-ups. He’d thought it would be difficult.
Su Su rolled her eyes and sat down to eat, but then Lin Chuan came back with a bowl of stewed chicken—on top of it was a layer of chicken blood.
Seeing it, she immediately understood, her face reddening. She picked up a piece of the blood to eat—it actually tasted pretty good.
“You really killed a chicken? There are only a few hens and one rooster at home. Mother treats them like treasures—how did she let you kill one?”
“Mm.”
“Did Mother agree?”
“I just took it and killed it. I’ll tell her later.”
“…” That was… way too fast. Still, she was hungry and kept eating, saying, “Just wait—you’re going to get beaten later.”
“I’ve got thick skin. I’m not afraid.” Lin Chuan finished eating with her, then packed half the chicken and brought it to the front courtyard.
When he came back, Su Su noticed a red mark on his face. If she guessed right, Mother Lin had hit him with a feather duster.
She felt a little sorry and asked, “Will it swell?”
“Mother didn’t hit hard. If she really hit me, I wouldn’t even be able to speak.”
“…” Mother-in-law was formidable—but without that, she probably couldn’t manage four boys.
“She’s not angry anymore now that you’ve eaten. She’ll come to see you later.”
“You told her?”
“Not in detail.” Lin Chuan didn’t think he’d done anything wrong. He’d just asked whether she needed to go to the county hospital after bleeding so much. As for asking his wife directly—he didn’t dare, afraid of getting pinched.
Strangely, he could tolerate being beaten by his mother, but he was afraid of being pinched by his wife.
“So what exactly did you say?”
Su Su demanded loudly.
For some reason, under her gaze, Lin Chuan felt his legs go weak and blurted everything out.
Then he saw his wife pick up the feather duster.
“…” They said women from the northeast were fierce—but his delicate little wife could also become adorably fierce like this. He wasn’t afraid of being hit—just afraid of her being angry.
Sure enough, just as she was about to stand up to hit him, her body swayed and she almost fell.
Lin Chuan quickly caught her. “Sit, sit. Don’t get worked up. Mother isn’t an outsider. And we’re young—we don’t really understand these things. You were bleeding so much, I got scared… What if something was hurt and it affected you for life? I was just worried.” Otherwise, he would never have mentioned it to anyone.
“I don’t want to talk to you.” Su Su sat down, supported by him.
Just then, Mother Lin arrived and asked, “What’s going on?”
“She’s dizzy.”
Lin Chuan settled Su Su down, then turned to his mother.
“Go make her some brown sugar water and let her lie on the kang,” Mother Lin said. Young people these days really were too weak—they needed to be nourished.
Author’s note: (^__^) Hehe…
Give me more flowers~
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