Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 252 - 247: Have You Been With a Woman?

Lin Qiao found it hard to stay on horseback and flipped herself over to dismount, but before she could react, a big hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her down.

She looked up at Song Tingfan, her expression naturally normal.

He used to blush even if their hands touched.

Ahem, could it be that he has been with women?

She wasn’t being lewd, it was a normal thought. There are usually camp prostitutes in the military, after all, men have strong desires, and if they suppress it too long, it could be harmful.

When they returned home, Mrs. Fan hurriedly poured them some water, "Tingfan, Qiao’er."

"Granny Fan." Song Tingfan took the water and handed it to Lin Qiao.

He used to do this too, so Lin Qiao was not unfamiliar and took a sip.

Song Qin was staring at Song Tingfan, her joy evident, while Song Rong remembered something, "Wife, Qiao’er and the others probably haven’t eaten."

"Grandfather, we’ve eaten. You all chat, I’ll go make up the bed for uncle. He must be tired from the long journey." Lin Qiao left with Mrs. Fan, leaving the three to talk in the main room.

Song Tingfan’s room was frequently cleaned, but no one opened the cabinet. Lin Qiao opened it, moved the clothes on top, and suddenly something jumped onto her hand, startling her, "Ah!"

When she saw clearly the tiny mice in the cabinet, she quickly backed away a few steps.

The mice had given birth here.

The family had cats, and they rarely saw mice, but unexpectedly, they made a nest in Song Tingfan’s room.

Usually, she wouldn’t let the cats into the house for fear they’d damage things inside.

At this moment, Song Tingfan strode into the room, glanced at her to ensure she was okay, then looked into the cabinet at the few baby mice.

He then grabbed the clothes from the cabinet, quickly walked out, and soon returned empty-handed, with a bit of reassurance in his voice, "I’ll take care of it when I get back."

It was just too sudden before, Lin Qiao calmed down, "It’s alright, I’ll tidy up."

"The stuff in this cabinet is probably no good anymore."

Song Qin interjected angrily, "This damned mouse even drilled a hole in the box."

Lin Qiao was about to drag the box out but hesitated, wondering if there were any important items inside. She took out each piece to check and soon reached the bottom, finding a book untouched by the mice.

It seemed to have sat there for too long, as its cover had yellowed, making it unrecognizable.

She shook it a couple of times, then opened it out of curiosity, and her hand froze, "..."

She quickly snapped it shut.

It turned out to be a comic book.

Song Tingfan was about to remind her but was too late, and seeing her reddened ears, he said, "Give me the book."

Lin Qiao quickly handed it to him, saying naturally, "I’ll take these clothes out and throw them away." She then picked up the clothes on the floor and hurried out.

Song Tingfan’s smile widened. His sister-in-law was still the same as before.

His bedding was all torn, so Lin Qiao had to use her own sheets for him. Song Tingfan was indeed tired from traveling overnight, so he chatted briefly before going to bed.

Compared to the battlefield’s sweaty and unpleasant bedding, this lightly scented one was worlds apart.

The familiar scent gave him peace of mind, and he gradually fell asleep.

When he next woke, it was dark outside. His hand instinctively reached out to find a table rather than the cold knife he was used to, and he paused for a moment, realizing he was home.

He vaguely heard sounds from outside, "Maybe... good... still asleep..."

He opened the door and went out. The main room was crowded, with the Lin family couple and Song An’s entire family.

Everyone paused upon seeing him, especially those who hadn’t yet met him. Lin Han had only heard from his wife that he had grown sturdier, but didn’t expect him to be taller too, now having to look up at him, he cheerfully said, "Tingfan, you’ve got such a strong build."

"No need for you to say, Tingfan has grown up, of course he’s grown." Li Guifen was subtly implying to her daughter that Tingfan was old enough to marry.

Lin Qiao didn’t dare say she understood Li Guifen initially, but after spending every day together in recent years, she pretty much figured her out and realized her thoughts?

"..."

She had to come up with a way to dissuade Li Guifen’s idea.

Song Tingfan greeted each one, "Uncle Lin, Aunt Lin, Da’an, cousin, cousin-in-law."

Hearing the term cousin-in-law, Lin Qiao only then realized Song Tingfan hadn’t called her sister-in-law since coming back. Was he unfamiliar with her like she was with him?

Probably so.

Song An rarely smiled, but now he grinned, "Finally back, leaving again or not?"

"I will go, but I’ve been transferred to Lunan City." In fact, Song Tingfan had put in a lot of effort to get transferred to Lunan City, as the general above him wouldn’t let him go. Later, he said he wanted to marry and have children and only then was he reluctantly approved.

"Lunan City is nearby, convenient for trips back and forth." Song An nodded in agreement.

Listening to their conversation, Lin Qiao reached out to tease Song Hao’s baby, Song Hui, a little over a year old, resembling a round dumpling, "Huihui, call Auntie."

Song Hui babbled and waved his hands joyfully, which Lin Qiao loved, giving him a kiss, "Auntie will go serve the dishes, and then play with you later."

Song He handed the child to Song Hao, "I’ll go help with the dishes."

Song Hao nodded and then introduced with a smile to Song Tingfan, "Tingfan, this is my son, Song Hui."

Song Tingfan reached out and held him, recalling the woman’s earlier reaction, his expression softened significantly.

"This time back, Tingfan should find a bride and have a child, to keep Huihui company," Song Hao said with a good-natured grin.

Song Tingfan nodded, "Alright."

The group stayed at the Song’s second family for quite a while before leaving. On the way, Li Guifen yawned and quietly asked, "When will you bring up Tingfan marrying our daughter?"

"In a few days, after all, he just got back." Lin Han paused uncertainly, "Do you think Tingfan still has that intention?"

"How would I know, I was hurried back after a short while." Li Guifen’s tone carried some worry, perhaps fearing Song Tingfan no longer intended to marry their daughter.

While the couple was "worried," Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan were tidying up the kitchen.

Lin Qiao washed a large bowl, turned to place it on the cabinet, which was a bit high, and she struggled a bit, about to fetch a stool, when someone took the bowl from her and easily placed it on top.

She turned to see brown fabric, looking up at a prominent Adam’s apple and a chiseled chin.

Once innocent-looking, the villain’s features had transformed into a rugged masculinity.

Such looks weren’t her usual type, but on his face, she surprisingly found them appealing.

Her gaze was direct, and Song Tingfan didn’t evade, speaking deeply, "Changed a lot?"

"Huh?"

At first, Lin Qiao didn’t grasp his meaning, but upon realizing she nodded, "Yes, quite a lot. I didn’t recognize you at first."

Song Tingfan smiled slightly, bending closer for emphasis, "Then take a good look now."