After so many days of getting to know each other, Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu had long been used to Lü Tu's style. Without any hesitation, they took off their coats and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed). However, this time they did not lie on either side of Lü Tu, but on the other side.
After all, they weren't the main characters tonight, and their bellies were getting bigger and bigger. They had rejected Lu Tu's flirting several times before, for fear of upsetting their babies.
Seeing this, Lü Tu looked at Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu with a embarrassed expression: "I will not show favoritism to either of them."
Song Yuxi chuckled, "Husband, don't worry, Xiaoyu and I won't be angry. It's perfect that your two younger sisters have just married into the family, they can help us take care of you, we'd love to!"
Nangong Huiyu nodded repeatedly: "That's right! Without my husband bothering me, I can get a few more good nights of sleep! Anyway, this kang is sturdy enough, and no one would be happy without it shaking like before."
Upon hearing this, even Song Yuxi blushed slightly, and gently pinched Nangong Huiyu's soft waist: "You little brat, how dare you make fun of me!"
While they were playing around, Wang Miaoling and Jiang Wanyu quickly slipped to Lu Tu's right side, covered their heads with the blankets, and whispered something under them.
Upon smelling the two different body scents, Lü Tu felt a warm current surge in his lower abdomen. Overjoyed, he also crawled into the quilt and asked curiously, "Wife, what are you talking about?"
"oops!"
The two girls were extremely shy, since the lights were still on and the other could see all their expressions. It was impossible for them not to be shy.
Lu Tu naturally understood, took a deep breath, and blew out the oil lamp from a great distance.
The moment the lights went out, Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu stopped playing around. They quietly lay down a meter away from Lü Tu, listening intently without saying a word.
However, Jiang Wanyu and Wang Miaoling had been hiding on Lu Tu's right side. Just as Lu Tu was about to hug one of them, a soft and fragrant body unexpectedly passed by Lu Tu and came to his left side, hugging him tightly.
Even though it was dark and Lu Tu couldn't see her face clearly, he could recognize her by her familiar scent.
"Miaoling, I haven't finished telling you what I was talking about during the day."
"Tell me!" Wang Miaoling buried her head in Lü Tu's chest, greedily inhaling the alluring hormones emanating from him.
Lu Tu had never seen Wang Miaoling so obedient. Every time they met, she either caused him unpleasantness, or they would quarrel and sulk.
He lowered his head and kissed Wang Miaoling's forehead, whispering, "I used to think I didn't like you, but when I learned you had smallpox, I was actually scared."
Wang Miaoling trembled: "Husband, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I'll never see you again. You're so beautiful, and I haven't even married you yet, nor have you given me any children."
Even a straight man like Lü Tu could only utter such cheesy words, but they were just right for Wang Miaoling, who had never had any dating experience since childhood.
Wang Miaoling was so moved that she burst into tears. After a soft moan, she raised her head and sealed Lü Tu's lips with her own, the two of them greedily expressing their love for each other.
After a long, long time, they reluctantly parted ways, mainly because Lü Tu was the one who separated them, as he heard Jiang Wanyu crying beside him.
Lu Tu stroked Wang Miaoling's soft hair and gently bit her earlobe: "Wait for me."
"Um!"
Lu Tu turned around and pulled Jiang Wanyu into his arms. Jiang Wanyu exclaimed in a low voice, "Husband... I... I'm not ready yet."
"What are you preparing for me? Didn't you get all wet just now?"
Jiang Wanyu felt as if her brain had been hit by a heavy hammer. When had she ever heard such blatant and nauseatingly sweet talk? She quickly explained, "She was crying, okay!"
After this banter, Jiang Wanyu's sense of distance from Lü Tu disappeared by more than half. Although she hadn't seen how Lü Tu and Wang Miaoling were playing, she could get a general idea. Besides, women from wealthy families like theirs naturally had matrons in the mansion to teach them about matters between men and women once they reached a certain age.
Jiang Wanyu also took the initiative to hug Lü Tu's arm, letting Lü Tu take advantage of her.
Jiang Wanyu subconsciously began to secretly compete with Wang Miaoling, estimating the time, and deciding how long Wang Miaoling and Lü Tu had kissed, she would kiss for just as long!
But Wang Miaoling wouldn't have it, and directly joined the fray, cupping Lü Tu's face from the other side and giving him a quick kiss.
The three of them entwined themselves so freely that Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu were truly stunned.
The two women were now burning with gossip, and Nangong Huiyu whispered, "Sister, guess who our husband will favor first?"
Song Yuxi smiled confidently, "No need to guess, it must be Sister Wang!"
"I think so too. After all, my husband has long had his eye on her and must be drooling over her."
Lu Tu heard everything clearly and finally managed to catch his breath before explaining, "Xiao Yu, you're next!"
Nangong Huiyu shrank back in fright: "Husband, I won't talk nonsense anymore, please spare me. Aren't Sister Wang and Sister Jiang enough for you to torment tonight?"
Lu Tu had no chance to speak, as his mouth was silenced by two soft lips.
Just as Lü Tu was pondering who should start the main topic, Wang Miaoling unexpectedly took the lead and got straight to the point.
The enchanting sounds, mixed with Wang Miaoling's restrained voice, echoed in the room, lingering for a long time.
After an incense stick had burned, Lü Tu released Wang Miaoling, who was still smoking, and began to teach Jiang Wanyu step by step.
Jiang Wanyu suddenly became temperamental: "You can teach Sister Wang, you don't need to worry about me!"
Lu Tu knew that this was something he absolutely couldn't explain, otherwise he would never be able to explain it clearly, so he responded to her with practical actions.
Following closely behind, Jiang Wanyu, like Wang Miaoling, experienced the exhilarating feeling of falling from a cliff into a pile of feathers, which shocked her but also made her feel exceptionally sweet.
That night, the sessions lasted intermittently for two hours, mainly because Lü Tu considered that their bodies were still relatively weak and could not withstand too much cramming-style education.
Especially Wang Miaoling, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was only taught twice by Lü Tu before being given a break, with the focus shifting to teaching Jiang Wanyu the key points of the Yin-Yang Dao.
The next morning, Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu got up early and found that Lü Tu was not in the house. When they went out, they saw Lü Tu squatting on the ground drawing something with a wooden stick. The old carpenter was also squatting next to him, watching intently.
"Sir, what was this thing called again?"
"Can you make a stroller?"
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