He braced himself on the armrests of the chair with both hands, and Yin Lan was unable to escape from his restraint.
She glared at him. "If I had known this was what it was for, I would never have bought it."
"Don't you really want to try?" Chen Yourun was just teasing her, straightening up and making room for her.
Yin Lan bit her lip. Chen Yourun paused for a moment, then put her down.
Yin Lan was somewhat surprised. She thought he wouldn't compromise so easily. That item cost five taels of silver. This man had gone to great lengths; it was too much.
But Chen Yourun really didn't say anything more.
Once on the bed, Chen Yourun explained, "Actually, this chair is really a recliner, it just looks a little similar to the 'spring chair' described in the book. I didn't think much about it when I bought it, but then I suddenly realized that it might have this kind of use."
Yin Lan looked at him with great suspicion.
Why is she so disbelieving?
Noticing that Yin Lan didn't believe him, Chen Yourun pulled her over and pointed to the chair, saying that the spring chair had a retractable section in the sitting area, which made it more comfortable to lie down.
This chair is also taller and longer than a regular chair.
The two chairs are somewhat similar in that they both have four armrests.
Yin Lan glanced at him; she always felt that this strange thing must have been designed with ulterior motives.
Furthermore, the handrails extend outwards and curve outwards.
"Do you know why it was designed this way? Do you know what it's meant to be used for?" Chen Yourun asked.
Yin Lan shook her head.
"Want to give it a try?" he asked, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
Yin Lan is also a curious person. Actually, she is not very opposed to trying new things. It's just that she is unhappy when he buys things without consulting her!
It was as if she was obligated to go along with him.
However, she was still quite curious about how people in ancient times actually played.
Yin Lan nodded.
Chen Yourun lifted her up again, and then she leaned her back against the bamboo pillow. The chair was quite long, so her legs could almost be stretched out. It was actually much more comfortable than an ordinary chair.
Chen Yourun placed his hand on the armrest, glanced at her, then curled his lips and placed one of her legs on the armrest.
Yin Lan was puzzled but did not object. "The armrest is for resting your legs?"
But this... isn't very comfortable...
Before she could voice her thoughts, Chen Yourun had already placed her other leg on the other armrest.
This pose...
Yin Lan instantly understood what was happening. Her face flushed red, she glared at him fiercely, and then struggled to get up.
Shameful, so shameful.
Chen Yourun didn't stop her, but just found it somewhat amusing and helpless.
It seems his wife's acceptance level still needs improvement.
Yin Lan came down, took a few steps, and said, "Is this all you see in the military camp? It's simply..." She gritted her teeth and walked away.
For the rest of the time, Yin Lan didn't really want to talk to him.
After washing up, the two of them were in bed.
It's impossible to sleep directly in water. Chen Yourun observed her breathing, which was steady and strong, and felt that she didn't seem very angry, so he reached out his hand.
Yin Lan has gradually adapted and is starting to enjoy it, so she usually doesn't refuse, except when he goes too far.
For example, if this happened every night, and sometimes he even wanted to do it a second or third time, Yin Lan would firmly disagree.
When they were kissing and feeling a little dazed, Chen Yourun suddenly kissed the tip of her ear, his voice a little hoarse, "Today when I was washing things, my eldest child asked me why I wash every morning?"
Yin Lan suddenly became much more alert. "He saw it? Didn't I tell you to hide it a little? What did you say then?"
In her haste, she slapped her hand directly against his hard chest.
Chen Yourun was fine, but he slapped her so hard that her wrist hurt.
Seeing her grimacing, Chen Yourun couldn't help but laugh and took her hand to gently rub it.
Tell him to stop looking around.
Yin Lan propped herself up, somewhat anxiously, "If you say that, won't he become even more curious? No, this won't do."
To avoid getting the bed dirty, people nowadays put a small mat underneath. This way, they only need to wash the mat every day, which is more convenient. Most households have two sets of bedding to change at any time. Everyone adheres to the principle of washing as little as possible, after all, things are precious, and it would be bad if they were damaged by washing them too much.
So Chen Yourun always did the washing. At first, he washed at night, but later Yin Lan felt sorry for him. She thought he had been tired for a whole day and night and still had to wash things. It was the dead of winter, and it was inconvenient to boil water. She couldn't bear to see him wash with cold water, so she told him to get up early in the morning and wash with hot water.
Chen Yourun gets up early, but the children in the family don't get up late either. The only one who gets up late is Yin Lan.
Of course, now there's also Wang Yun.
However, none of that is the point. The point is that Yin Lan always thought that no one in the family had discovered it!
But now, not only has Da Wa discovered it, but he's also saying that Chen You Run washes every day!
So, he saw it all along? He was suspicious all along?
With the eldest child's persistent and inquisitive nature...
To understand something clearly, he could pester Liu Jing for a whole week, making Liu Jing afraid of him.
Moreover, Da Wa is now older and acts like an adult, so he gets upset if the family keeps anything from him.
With the two buffs stacked together, the thought of her child finding out made Yin Lan want to cry.
He pounded Chen Yourun's chest hard with both hands.
Unfortunately, what's infuriating is that while she was unharmed by the blow, her hand actually hurt.
I'm so angry.
Chen Yourun chuckled softly, grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and whispered in her ear, "If you stand in front of the window downstairs, you won't need a cushion."
Yin Lan pursed her lips, still thinking, when Chen Yourun got out of bed and lifted her up with one hand, tucking her under his arm.
Before Yin Lan could even cry out in surprise, she was already standing in front of the window, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Chen Yourun stood close behind her, saying, "The curtains are opaque, so no one can see outside."
He placed her hand on the windowsill. "Like this."
He thought Yin Lan didn't understand, but Yin Lan had never eaten pork, yet she had seen far more pigs run than he had.
No, Yin Lan might have had that kind of confidence before, but now, even the ancients could make Beiyang chairs... Maybe the ancients had far more ingenuity than she knew.
Therefore, he knows a lot!
"Give it a try?" Chen Yourun's low, husky voice sounded from behind, bringing Yin Lan back to her senses.
Even after all this, he still asked.
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