Zhao Wu wrung out a hot towel and came over to help her wipe her body.
When Caiyan asked him, he looked completely bewildered and said, "What first time?"
"Intimacy, being intimate with a woman."
Caiyan finally understood. This simpleton couldn't be ambiguous at all when speaking to him, because he wouldn't understand.
Zhao Wu suddenly realized, and he grinned at Caiyan, "This is my first time with Yan'er."
Caiyan almost laughed out of anger at him, but she forced herself to sit up and start getting dressed.
She reached out and pinched the hard muscles on Zhao Wu's arm. "Besides me, have you been with other women?"
"Yan'er, stop joking. I've only been intimate with you, I haven't been with any other women."
Caiyan recalled his unfamiliar manner; he was indeed not an experienced person.
She was amazed by Zhao Wu's strong physique and his extraordinary talent.
Unlike Su Peng, he wasn't good at creating atmosphere, but his inexhaustible brute strength truly made him stand out from many others.
Su Peng's flashy but ineffective martial arts are impressive, but he possesses genuine skills that he keeps hidden.
Without comparison, there is no harm; Caiyan stared intently at Zhao Wu.
The rough, honest man in front of her seemed to have nothing but her on his mind, and she liked him more and more the more she looked at him.
Zhao Wu sat on the edge of the bed with his arms bare, and Caiyan hugged him from behind, her burning face pressed against his broad back.
"Zhao Wu, don't worry, from today onwards, I will no longer serve my son-in-law. From now on, I am yours alone."
Zhao Wu lowered his head and sighed, "What if the son-in-law makes things difficult for you?"
Caiyan stroked his chest with both hands and said confidently, "Trust me, my son-in-law is a coward. I know how to handle him. You can stay here for the next few days and wait for my good news."
Zhao Wu didn't ask Caiyan what her plans were; in his eyes, Caiyan was no different from a lady from a respectable family.
She's clever and resourceful, and knows more than I do; you can't go wrong by listening to her.
Zhao Wu nodded, seemingly understanding, "I'll listen to Yan'er."
A dull man doesn't know what tenderness is.
When he was aroused by Chae-yeon's teasing, he turned around and pushed Chae-yeon onto the bed.
Caiyan quickly pressed her hands against his broad chest and begged for mercy, "Brother Zhao Wu, I'm in pain, my whole body hurts. Sunflower will be looking for me soon, so don't bother me today. I'll come to you tomorrow, tomorrow afternoon."
Zhao Wu lowered his head and kissed her fair neck hard, then said in a muffled voice like a stubborn ox, "Yan'er, I love you."
A rough, large hand reached out.
Caiyan was sore all over and had no chance against the strong, rough man.
The cotton-padded trousers I had just put on had disappeared again.
A possessiveness like that of a lion swept over her, causing Caiyan's thoughts to overflow.
This time, Zhao Wu was able to handle it with ease without Caiyan's help.
This time, the rough man wasn't so rude; he was more like a flower admirer in spring, holding his beloved flowers in his hands and appreciating them slowly and carefully.
Seeing that even a rough man could have a gentle side, Caiyan excitedly cupped Zhao Wu's face and planted a kiss on his thick eyebrows.
"Brother Zhao Wu, I love you."
"I, I also adore Sister Yan'er." Zhao Wu couldn't find the right words to express his feelings at this moment, so he imitated Caiyan's words.
Looking at Caiyan's shy yet satisfied smile, Zhao Wu felt an unprecedented sense of happiness welling up in his heart.
From now on, he will no longer be a rootless duckweed. Once Caiyan's wish is fulfilled, he will take her back to his hometown.
He wanted to tell the villagers that Old Zhao had a wife.
The two were deeply in love, inseparable, and their passion was at its peak when Sunflower's shouts rang out from outside.
"Zhao Wu, go and clean up Tingxue Pavilion in a bit."
The sound was heard from a distance of ten feet.
The enchanting atmosphere in the room was interrupted by the sounds from outside.
Zhao Wu was stunned and at a loss.
Caiyan whispered in his ear, "Answer her quickly, or she'll come knocking on the door."
Zhao Wu hurriedly looked up and shouted out the window, "Yes! I know."
The whistling wind drowned out the footsteps outside. After a couple of breaths, when Sunflower's shouts ceased, the two realized that the person had gone far away.
Seeing that Zhao Wu was still going on, Caiyan pushed his strong shoulder and said, "Stop messing around. If people find out about us, we're both dead."
Zhao Wu, panting heavily, said, "I'm not afraid of death."
"I... I'm afraid of dying. We've only just started dating, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life." Caiyan looked at the rough man in front of her with tender eyes.
"I want to make lots and lots of money, buy land, and have a few more children with you."
"Listen to me, stop making a fuss, or you'll really be beaten to death if you're discovered."
"real?"
"Really, you're new to the capital, and you don't understand the rules of wealthy families."
Seeing Caiyan's serious expression, Zhao Wu stopped.
In the capital, if an unmarried maidservant of a wealthy family is caught having an affair with a servant, she will be beaten to death, let alone a young master's concubine or hired servant.
Zhao Wu only signed a labor contract, not a slave contract. If he were found to be having an affair with the young master's concubine, he would be beaten before being kicked out.
But Caiyan could not escape death.
Zhao Wu naturally believed Caiyan's words. He got up and helped Caiyan up, saying, "I'll go prepare some hot water. You can take a shower before you leave."
Caiyan blushed and nodded. "Mmm."
Previously, Caiyan only knew that Zhao Wu was diligent and obedient, but after this in-depth conversation, she discovered that this rough man also had many advantages.
She used to dream of escaping slavery and becoming Su Peng's concubine, but now she only wants to elope with this honest, rough man.
The charcoal inside was burning brightly, and Caiyan didn't feel cold even though she came out naked after washing.
She quickly dressed and then took the half-broken comb from Zhao Wu to re-comb her hair.
Just as she reached out to open the door, Zhao Wu stepped forward and hugged her tightly.
"Sister Yan'er, come tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you."
Zhao Wu looked down at the buttons that had been torn off her chest. "What should we do with this?"
Caiyan calmly said, "It's okay, don't panic. Nobody knows. I'll just say I broke it by accident."
"Oh, right, Sunflower asked you to tidy up Tingxue Pavilion, don't forget."
"Yes, I won't forget. I'll go out after you've gone far away."
Zhao Wu opened the door and peeked out onto the path leading to the front room. There was no one there.
He turned to Caiyan and said, "Nobody's here."
Caiyan stepped out of Zhao Wu's room. A cold wind swept over her, and the blush on her flushed cheeks faded instantly.
Heavy snowflakes danced in the air, and the snow piled up under the eaves to a depth of more than a foot.
Caiyan's legs trembled, and her entire hips felt as if eight carriages had run over them, even more so than when she first served her son-in-law.
She held onto the wall with one hand and slowly walked forward along the base of the wall.
It was only then that she came to her senses that she shouldn't have promised Zhao Wu that he would come tomorrow. If she had thought it through, she would have postponed it by at least two days.
After leaving the front room, Caiyan headed straight for the kitchen.
Walking under a corridor, a gust of cold wind cleared my mind.
Why does Tingxue Pavilion need to be renovated? Who will live there?
It wasn't that she missed the room, but rather that she wanted to know what had happened in the mansion that she didn't know about in the blink of an eye.
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