After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon-Chapter 80: Come Up and Try

The balcony is clean and tidy; once the balcony door is closed, it feels like a whole different world from the inside.

Gu Fuqiao glanced at the balcony and noticed that apart from a few flowerpots along the edge, there were two long benches and a cabinet the height of the wall, without anything else. Seeing Yan Zhen Guo lock the door, Gu Fuqiao understood that they were probably going to sleep on the balcony tonight.

Although it’s summer, the balcony gets a bit chilly after nightfall. Sleeping like this might leave them unable to get up the next day.

It’s fine if she overslept, but could Yan Zhen Guo, who needs to train daily, manage?

Looking at Yan Zhen Guo, Gu Fuqiao said, "Old Yan, let’s not play around. Sleeping on the floor like this, we’re bound to catch a cold!" She finished and pushed Yan Zhen Guo, trying to get him to open the balcony door so she could go back inside. Whether sleeping on the floor with Yan Zhen Guo or next to An Ran would be much better.

Yan Zhen Guo stood firm like a mountain, not budging no matter how hard she pushed. Gu Fuqiao resignedly touched her head and said, "Actually, we might not catch a cold, but you’re not like me. You definitely mustn’t catch a cold, let’s go back inside!"

"Who told you we’ll catch a cold? It’s actually cooler here," Yan Zhen Guo laughed after hearing Gu Fuqiao’s lengthy reasoning. He walked over to the cabinet, opened it, and pulled out some... bamboo poles?

Curious about Yan Zhen Guo’s actions, Gu Fuqiao approached to find the bamboo poles neatly tied together with hemp ropes, looking like bed boards.

Yan Zhen Guo placed the two long benches on either side and put the bamboo bed on top.

It was Gu Fuqiao’s first time seeing such a bed, and she was shocked. She approached the bamboo bed, poked it, and turned to Yan Zhen Guo, "Big brother, can this bed really fit people? Won’t we be awoken by discomfort?" The bamboo felt smooth to the touch, but she wasn’t sure about its softness.

"Try lying on it," Yan Zhen Guo patted the bamboo bed. Gu Fuqiao skeptically glanced at it, then carefully removed her slippers and climbed on.

Once she got on, the bamboo bed sank slightly, and Gu Fuqiao worried she might fall off, so she crawled across the bamboo bed on all fours—or rather, on all limbs—moving forward cautiously.

Yan Zhen Guo chuckled, feeling a bit warm-headed, but he firmly turned around and took out a military-green blanket from the cabinet.

By now, Gu Fuqiao had realized the bamboo bed was quite sturdy, although very soft too, probably because Yan Zhen Guo had slept on it many times before.

Feeling more at ease, she lay back comfortably on the bed and reached out to pull the blanket over herself when she saw Yan Zhen Guo take it out. "I didn’t expect there to be a blanket here!" she said.

"Couldn’t fit it in the house, so I left it here," Yan Zhen Guo replied as he laid down beside her.

Gu Fuqiao had never slept on the balcony before, and now lying there, she felt a unique sensation. With a glance up at the sky full of stars and occasional fireflies passing by, it was much cooler here than indoors.

Gu Fuqiao found it quite comfortable lying there, but the only discomfort was the lack of a pillow...

She turned her head to look at Yan Zhen Guo, seeing he seemed unaffected by the lack of a pillow, so she simply pulled his arm up and nestled herself into his arm.

Feeling the movement, Yan Zhen Guo glanced down at the little head tucked into his arm and couldn’t help but smile softly. "This bed isn’t too hard, right?"

"Hmm." Gu Fuqiao, not very sleepy, nodded honestly. "It’s pretty soft. It’s my first time knowing bamboo can make a bed." Not that she knew either; it was normal for the original to not know.

"Actually, I only found out after coming here," Yan Zhen Guo said, glancing at the brilliant stars above. "During a holiday, I didn’t plan to return to the capital, so I wandered around and saw an old man chopping bamboo. I asked about it and, after learning bamboo could make a bed, decided to make one as well."

"Turns out it’s quite cool, isn’t it?" Gu Fuqiao touched the bamboo bed under her, which had been smoothed from use. Estimating Yan Zhen Guo had slept on it a lot before they got married.

Yan Zhen Guo nodded, "I didn’t expect you wouldn’t mind this bed."

"...Do I seem picky?" Gu Fuqiao frowned at him.

Yan Zhen Guo took a serious look at her in the moonlight; it was the first time he studied her so intently since they got married. From her figure to her looks, she was indeed the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. As for personality... although a bit cold at first, it’s still better than those military wives constantly arguing at the family housing.

Gu Fuqiao noticed Yan Zhen Guo staring at her without speaking, snorted coldly and snuggled closer to him, "I don’t mind, the thing I mind most in the house is you!" After saying that, she stopped talking to him and closed her eyes, drifting to sleep.

Seeing Gu Fuqiao asleep with the blanket only covering her waist, Yan Zhen Guo gently pulled it up, taking extra care not to disturb her peaceful face.

Mr. Yan Senior had seldom stayed under the same roof with Yan Zhen Guo ever since nearly beating him to death back in the day, though he had a soft spot despite his gruff exterior.

At five in the morning, Mr. Yan Senior woke up, instinctively reaching towards the bedside cabinet for his cup of tea, only there to realize he wasn’t at his Capital home. After getting dressed, he went out to find water.

Upon turning on the living room lights, he found the place empty of his rascal son and daughter-in-law.

"Where did those two go?" he wondered when he noticed the balcony door shut.

With a cement wall separating the living room and balcony below, there were transparent glass windows above waist height. Seeing silhouettes on the balcony, Mr. Yan Senior approached and discovered his rascal son and daughter-in-law lying there.

Seeing them so close, with his son even asleep while carefully shielding his daughter-in-law, he couldn’t help but smile.

Seems like his rascal son wasn’t completely clueless... now he could go home and tell the old lady to expect grandchildren.