Chapter 40 The Deepest Tricks in the City

When Xu Jinnian returned home in the evening, he learned that his wife was going to teach the three elderly people how to make wontons and help them start their own business. He was at a loss for words.

Seeing his silence, Sheng An nudged his waist: "What, you don't agree?"

Xu Jinnian shook his head and tightened his grip on the hand that was messing around his waist: "I'm worried that it will tire you out."

Sheng An was speechless: "I'm not made of paper, I don't get tired so easily."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jinnian carefully examined her.

Looking at her face, which was fuller, healthier, and more beautiful, his eyes darkened, and his voice became deep: "Yes, An'an is the best."

Sheng An was used to the man's occasional praise, and shook his hand to explain:

"Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad don't want to be a burden to us. If we teach them how to make wontons, they can earn some money every day, which would be much happier than staying cooped up at home."

Xu Jinnian naturally understood the three elders' thoughts, and with a smile in his eyes, he patted his wife's head: "An'an has considered everything very thoroughly."

Sheng An irritably slapped his hand away: "I'm not a kitten or puppy, why do you always like to rub my head? I don't want to wash my hair tonight!"

Xu Jinnian put his hand down and apologized good-naturedly, "I couldn't help it for a moment, An'an, don't be angry."

Sheng An was tired of hearing similar things and felt it was necessary to teach this man a profound lesson so that he would remember it.

So, Sheng An gathered her strength and leaped into Xu Jinnian's arms, her slender, straight legs tightly wrapped around his strong waist, her hands claw-like as she vigorously rubbed the top of the man's neatly combed hair.

"You can never control your hands, I'm going to let you experience for yourself what it feels like to have your head rubbed!"

Sheng An kept talking and his hands kept moving.

In an instant, her long, ink-black hair cascaded down, emitting a soft, faint glow in the dim candlelight.

Feeling the soft touch of her palm, she was filled with jealousy: "We're both human, so why is your hair so black, shiny, and smooth? It must be because you're always rubbing my head that my hair is angry and won't grow properly!"

What's even more infuriating is that even with his hair messy, this guy has an inexplicable kind of messy beauty, and his temperament is on a completely different level from ordinary people.

He's more like a seductive male enchantress!

Wait, looking at it this way, it turns out I'm the one who benefited?

Sheng An felt instantly smug.

Xu Jinnian held his wife's body firmly in his hands, letting her hands run wild on his head. A indulgent smile appeared on his lips, and his cold, star-like eyes stared at her intently: "Can hair get angry?"

Sheng An argued confidently: "Of course! Otherwise, tell me why my hair doesn't grow well?"

At this point, Sheng An felt depressed again.

After a month of being well cared for, her health improved significantly, but her hair remained the same, still dry and rough like withered grass.

Hmm, and it's yellow.

"That's true."

Xu Jinnian made a seemingly reasonable guess, his eyes unconsciously falling on Sheng An's light pink lips, his low voice carrying a coaxing tone: "So, we need to make the hair happy, right?"

Sheng An blinked, thinking that the guy in front of her was even better at talking nonsense than she was.

Wanting to see what kind of nonsense he could come up with, Sheng An followed up by asking, "Do you have a plan?"

The next moment, she realized she had been tricked.

"nature."

A dark light flashed in Xu Jinnian's lowered eyes. Before the person in his arms could react, he tightened his arms and leaned in to kiss her lips.

"Hmm—"

Caught off guard, Sheng An felt a lump in her throat and almost choked.

If you want to kiss, just kiss her. It's not like she won't let you. Why does she need to go through all this trouble and use such a complicated scheme?

She playfully punched the man's chest, but soon she was completely immersed in the gentle web he had woven, forgetting all about her hair problem.

After a long while, the two shadows cast on the window separated.

Sheng An leaned weakly on Xu Jinnian's shoulder, panting slightly. Her face, flushed with heat, was as red as if it had been painted with the finest rouge.

Caught by the corner of her eye, she saw the man's Adam's apple bobbing, felt his stiff body and rapid heartbeat, and suddenly a mischievous thought arose in Sheng An's mind. She teased him intentionally or unintentionally with one hand:

"There are only two months left until the provincial examination. You need to focus on your studies and stop thinking about things you shouldn't be thinking about."

While offering verbal advice, his hands became increasingly restless: "I'm still recovering, so you can't do anything excessive to me. If you really feel uncomfortable, recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra a few more times. If you don't know how, I can teach you."

At this point, Sheng An's face was full of malicious smiles.

You tricked me, and now you're the one suffering.

Xu Jinnian's chest heaved as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, the redness at the corners of his eyes had faded a bit, but his voice was even lower and deeper: "An'an is right. The provincial examination is imminent, and we must not be distracted."

Sheng An's breath hitched, her throat felt a little dry: "Yeah, you know that's good. Don't do it again next time."

After saying that, she was about to get down.

If they continued to press so closely together, she feared she would lose control of her animalistic instincts at any moment.

"Don't move!" Xu Jinnian tightened his arms, his tone revealing restraint.

He buried his head in Sheng An's neck, inhaling the faint, warm fragrance emanating from her skin, and his breathing quickened.

Sheng An was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and she obediently lay on his chest, not daring to cause any more trouble.

After a while, Xu Jinnian finally calmed down and kissed her swollen lips, his tone carrying a hint of coaxing expectation:

"If I pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, what reward will An'an offer?"

Sheng An thought she could offer a small reward, so after a moment's thought, she asked in return, "What do you want?"

This man wasn't materialistic and had amazing self-control. He only needed the most basic necessities and had absolutely no potential to be a playboy. She really didn't know what he needed.

Xu Jinnian stared at his wife's red lips as they opened and closed, and the distracting thoughts that had just subsided began to stir again: "An'an, will you grant your husband a request?"

Sheng An didn't think much of it: "Sure, just ask if you can do it."

A glint flashed in Xu Jinnian's eyes, so fast that the person in his arms didn't even notice: "An'an can do it. So, it's a deal?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng An hooked her little finger around his: "It's a deal. If I go back on my word, I'm a dog."

Xu Jinnian's smile deepened, and he gently kissed Sheng An's cheek: "I believe in An An."