Chapter 53 [VIP]
"My lady, do you think Xiao Chuan and Hu Hu have a good or bad relationship?"
Despite Mi Yao's persuasion, Yu Shaoyang and his wife ultimately decided not to move out, which led to this awkward situation today.
After they finished eating, they took Xiao Shan and the others for a walk. Then they bumped into Xiao Chuan, who was soaking wet, carrying Mi Yao out of the greenhouse. Mi Yao was nestled in Xiao Chuan's arms, with a garment covering her head completely.
The clothes were clearly Xiao Chuan's.
Besides being damp, Xiao Chuan, who was holding the person, also had a look of lingering satisfaction on his face.
These are all implied meanings for adults, and need not be explicitly stated.
Xiao Chuan could greet them openly and generously when he met them, but he blushed as if trying to avoid them. After all, they were military officers, and after all, they were a young couple.
Hearing his words, Zhen Jing said irritably, "The two are naturally in love. Stop being jealous of Xiao Zhenshi's abilities and stop thinking badly about them."
The thought of Xiao Chuan holding Mi Yao as if she were holding a light cloud made her blush and her heart race.
She hadn't noticed it before, but now that she opened the window, she realized that the two of them were vastly different in size. Judging from their physiques, Mi Yao was not even half the size of Xiao Chuan. So, when the two of them were intimate, wouldn't Xiao Chuan's shadow alone be enough to engulf Mi Yao?
"Stop thinking about it! If you want to think about something, think about us, not others."
Zhen Jing's face grew increasingly red. Over the past few days, Yu Shaoyang had figured out her hidden nature and knew that her blushing face at this moment must mean that she was having some inappropriate thoughts in her mind.
“What do we have to think about? Besides, Hu Hu isn’t just anyone.”
The fact that my sister is not an outsider cannot be used here.
Yu Shaoyang looked at Zhen Jing's belly but couldn't prove to her that he had held back in the past because he was afraid she would think he wasn't refined enough. He could only feel frustrated and unwilling to defend himself. In the end, the person who won Zhen Jing's evaluation was all talk and no action before he even got old.
The couple avoided saying these things to the children, making up an excuse for them that Mi Yao was sleeping in the greenhouse and that their father had kindly gone to carry her back to her room to sleep, asking them not to disturb her.
But Xiao Shan couldn't accept Xiao Chuan hugging her mother, so she secretly slipped away to the main room a short while later.
"Mother! Mother..."
Xiao Shan, who was banging on the door, was quickly carried away, but the brief knocking still brought some clarity to Mi Yao's dazed mind.
She rolled into the bed: "If you keep plowing like this, the field will be ruined."
With her eyes fogged up, Mi Yao blinked hard several times and then opened them again, but she still couldn't see the water clock clearly.
But thinking about it now, it's definitely not too early.
When Xiao Chuan returned, it was still daylight. He carried her back to the main room twice, once in the bathhouse and twice more.
If Xiao Shan hadn't interrupted, there might have been a third time.
Others have sex twice a month because they are old and their physical strength is not good enough. They need to accumulate energy for half a month each time. But Xiao Chuan is the opposite. He accumulates his overflowing energy every day for half a month and then releases it in one day, trying to exhaust her to death on the bed.
I'm hungry.
Seeing that Xiao Chuan didn't take her words about the damaged fields to heart, and instead slipped his hand under her soft quilt, she grabbed his wrist and hurriedly spoke.
After she finished speaking, she met Xiao Chuan's bloodshot eyes and, fearing he might misunderstand that she meant she was hungry, she added, "I'm hungry."
"It wasn't so full just now that it was bulging out."
Mi Yao: ...
She knew it.
"I didn't eat dinner, and my stomach is empty from exhaustion... Oh well, you'll always misunderstand whatever I say anyway, so just let me starve to death."
Speaking of the stomach, Mi Yao remembered that when she was scared, she said he could pierce her stomach. In case he had anything else to say, she simply threw a tantrum and turned her back to him.
"How can you starve to death if you skip one meal?"
Xiao Chu said sarcastically.
He really hadn't had enough. On the Lantern Festival, he only had a small taste on the pleasure boat and wanted to enjoy it properly back at his mansion. But the two of them ended up arguing in the carriage.
He wasn't full then, and on the day Chang Xuanke died, he could get hard just by looking at her without touching her. He suffered like this for half a month. He didn't think that eating four times a day would be enough to satisfy him.
Furthermore, it's difficult to exert force in the water, so how can that be considered eating?
So, in total, he only ate it twice. And on one of those two occasions, she said that he drank her foot bath water and that it was too dirty, so she refused to cooperate with him. Therefore, he only ate it once in all.
Xiao Chuan clearly wanted to eat Mi Yao more than the food, but seeing her resentful back, he still got up and went to the kitchen to get the ingredients.
"Get up and sit at the table and wait. Don't let me bring the food back before you fall asleep."
Before Xiao Chuan closed the door and left, he spoke to the hanging gold-flecked curtains, even thinking that Mi Yao was already asleep.
When he returned with the food box, there was indeed no one at the table. When he lifted the curtain, he found that Mi Yao's posture had not changed since he left.
"Do you want to experience the feeling of an earthquake again?"
As he spoke, Xiao Chuan had already placed one leg on the couch. Even without looking at him, Mi Yao could feel his presence gradually approaching.
He's not even pretending anymore; he's just revealing his lecherous nature.
Mi Yao turned around angrily and glared at Xiao Chuan: "My legs and arms are weak, you feed me."
Xiao Chuan had just returned from a trip, so he was exceptionally energetic, especially on the bed, where they entwined intimately for several minutes.
Seeing the hesitation on Xiao Chuan's face, Mi Yao thought he was talking nonsense, and softly lay on the pillow: "I'm so hungry I'm too weak to go anywhere."
"I feel completely weak. Do you want me to do it for you?"
After Xiao Chua finished speaking, he sat down on the chair.
Mi Yao watched as Xiao Chuan took the food out of the red lacquer box and placed it on the table one by one.
Everything was her favorite flavor; the kitchen must have saved some food for her since she hadn't eaten dinner.
Seeing Xiao Chuan pick up the bowl and chopsticks, Mi Yao didn't mind him feeding her, but thinking of what he had just said about doing it for her, she frowned: "My lord, you should try to control your emotions and not be so fond of me. I don't like eating food that other people have chewed."
Xiao Chuan was picking up food when he heard Mi Yao's suggestion. He paused for a moment, then resumed his normal actions.
"You are the beauty I specially married. If I don't love you when you are still beautiful, do you expect me to cherish you when you are old and your beauty has faded?"
"I'm afraid that the love you have for me now will be so strong that when I'm old and my beauty has faded, you won't be able to bear to abandon me."
"Then you're overthinking it."
After serving the food, Xiao Chuan pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Mi Yao, holding a piece of food to her mouth with his chopsticks. "I'm tolerating you now because I'm fond of your skin. Once your skin loosens and your flesh sags, I won't even glance at you."
Xiao Chuan paused for a moment, then said, "Doctor Jiang said that your long-term and excessive use of musk will make you age faster than other women."
In other words, she will soon grow old and lose her beauty, and he will no longer be around her.
Mi Yao stared at the beef tendon in front of her, then viciously ate it and chewed it forcefully.
She underestimated Xiao Chuan; when it comes to being infuriating, how could he possibly lose?
Although Xiao Chuan had ruined her mood, Mi Yao kept her hands wrapped in the quilt and showed no intention of taking the bowl and chopsticks to eat.
She was already upset by what he said, so if she didn't ask him to do anything, she would just be sulking and suffering the consequences.
“Do you think I’m a laborer or a soldier about to go to the battlefield? You scoop up half a bowl of rice with one spoonful, and before I’ve even chewed two bites, you’re already taking the next bite.”
Mi Yao had no intention of indulging Xiao Chua. She didn't care whether he had experience serving or feeding people. She would slowly chew her own bite before taking the next bite he put to her mouth.
Who knew he would be so annoying? If she wouldn't open her mouth, he would poke her mouth with a porcelain spoon.
The fact that he was in such a hurry clearly meant that he felt the mess he hadn't completely cleaned up after the second time was now gone, and he could continue working.
Xiao Chuan had never fed anyone before, nor had he ever paid attention to how others fed toddlers. Having neither done it nor seen it, he could only proceed according to his own understanding.
When he fed Mi Yao her first bite, he found it amusing, but that amusement immediately made him realize how easily he could be manipulated by Mi Yao, even finding amusement in serving her food.
Therefore, the chill invaded his facial features, and impatience appeared in his phoenix eyes.
His cold, stern face was tense with displeasure, and his actions naturally showed little regard for Mi Yao.
But he forgot about Mi Yao's temper; she was someone who could make men and women cry with just a few words. When had she ever suffered any injustice?
He reduced the food on his spoon by half, staring at Mi Yao's cheeks as she chewed like a rabbit, and suddenly asked, "If we weren't married, and I did something that made you unhappy, how would you talk to me?"
He had heard from others how ruthless she was in her speech, and he had also heard her curse beggars.
This made him wonder if, setting aside their relationship, she would never have a kind word to say about him.
After fooling around in the greenhouse for a while, the two returned to the house and set up two heaters. Before they could even let their hair dry, they went back to the tatami mat. So, after several hours, neither of their hair was completely dry.
Mi Yao was in slightly better condition than Xiao Chuan; her hair was damp but showing signs of drying out. Xiao Chuan, however, was not heat-tolerant, and the temperature in the room, combined with the sweat from his exercise, made his hair look even wetter than when he was in the water.
Thick, coarse hair clung to his scalp, not making his head appear large, but rather highlighting the depth of his features. In particular, a strand of wet hair that clung from his forehead to his temple added a touch of damp frivolity to his handsome appearance.
"Even if we're not married, I'll still talk to you nicely if you do something wrong, because you're so good-looking. I'm very patient with good-looking people."
After Mi Yao finished speaking, she gestured with her chin towards the soup and said, "Give me half a bowl of soup."
Her two questions came so quickly that it was hard to tell if she was serious or just asking him to feed her soup.
Her beauty is beyond doubt, as for him...
Some people have said that he was masculine and upright, but most of them were just flattery and sycophancy, trying to find words to praise him.
Aside from matters of war, the only genuine compliment he ever received about his appearance was that his body resembled a donkey. He could tell that his colleagues were truly amazed and envious when they said this.
But this is precisely what Mi Yao dislikes the most.
Just now in the water, she looked genuinely terrified, saying that it looked even bigger and scarier in the water.
If others think something is good but she doesn't, does that mean that she genuinely finds something pleasing to the eye that others have never mentioned?
After finishing her meal, Mi Yao said she was too full to move around easily and might throw up on him. Xiao Chuan didn't say anything about it, but simply carried her to her room and arranged for her to be in a position with her back to him.
"That way they won't vomit on me or in my room."
Mi Yao: ...
That filthy man should die!
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