Transmigrated to a Period Novel as the Genius Antagonist's Birth Mother

Chapter 31: Cen Zhengnian

The sunlight shone on his face, and with his handsome features, a sentence suddenly pops up in Chu Xia's mind: "Standing like a magnolia tree, smiling like the moon. He's as beautiful as an orchid, and his smile is like the moon in his arms."

Cen Zhengnian, who is even more stunning than in the photo, appears in front of her?

Chu Xia blinks, realizing that this is the real person. Her first thought is: Why is he back? Didn't he say he was busy at work?

Second reaction: He is her husband. How do you get along with him naturally?

They are husband and wife, not a simple relationship of boss and subordinate. They have to sleep in the same bed!

Chu Xia's heart suddenly panicked. Although she has seen a lot of nude teachers, she has never been in love or slept with a man!

Her mind was in a mess. She gave herself a psychological construction: Why panic? Two people sleep together. According to Cen Zhengnian's age, looks, and character, he is not bad.

Just when Chu Xia's mind is thinking about these messy things, Cen Zhengnian looks at the person in front of him, somewhat afraid to recognize her. He hesitantly opens his mouth. "Chu Xia?"

"It's me." Regardless of what he thinks in his heart, Chu Xia's face is still normal; her attitude is not very cold, nor is it very warm.

Today's weather is also neither cold nor hot, and Chu Xia was wearing a red retro-style blouse with bubble sleeves and loose jeans rolled up twice at the ankles. She had a pair of white canvas sneakers on her feet, and her hair was tied up.

She looks energetic and fashionable, having gained some weight over the past month. There was quite a noticeable change compared to the previous photo, and the difference from the original owner was even greater. It was completely normal that Cen Zhengnian didn't recognize her at first sight.

If Chu Xia had never seen Cen Zhengnian's photos, she wouldn't have been able to recognize him at first sight either.

Cen Zhengnian was very remorseful when he thought that. He hadn't been back for four years and hadn't recognized her immediately after seeing the photo. What would she think?

He really behaved terribly.

At this moment, Chuxia had walked up to the door, and with one hand holding the keys, she was about to open the door. Cen Zhengnian reached out his free hand and said, "Let me carry that for you."

Chu Xia, without being polite, put the bamboo basket in her hand into his hand and opened the door with her other hand.

Cen Zhengnian quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Once entering the house, Cen Zhengnian carries the basket of shrimp, his eyes silently looking at the room.

The room was still the same as when he got married, but the furnishings inside had changed a lot.

The wall used to be empty, but now there are several photos hanging on it. Thin linen rope was nailed to the wall with photos casually clamped to it, not forming any specific pattern, but it looked quite appealing.

On the windowsill sat a round, pot-bellied earthenware jar with a few chrysanthemums casually arranged in it, along with some wildflowers that appeared to have been plucked from the roadside.

In the middle of the table was placed a transparent vase filled with an abundant bouquet of chrysanthemums, in various sizes and shades of red and yellow, all in full bloom.

In addition to these, there are many more things in the room: clean and elegant curtains, a green checkered tablecloth on the table, a refrigerator and TV set placed against the wall, as well as textbooks, reference materials, and exam papers casually placed on the table.