With a serious face, he returned a slow kiss on her cheek and then earnestly continued his horse stance practice.
Chu Heng’s movents were very standard, and even when squatting in the horse stance, his deanor was unaffected.
Ye Muyu saw his well-built physique and felt sowhat moved, unable to resist taking a few more glances.
Chu Heng’s voice was a bit hoarse and thirsty: "Ah Yu, I want so water."
"Can’t you move while squatting?" Ye Muyu asked curiously, though she was quick with her movents, pouring a cup of tea and bringing it to his lips, personally feeding him until he was satisfied.
How could a single cup of tea satisfy Chu Heng? He cheekily asked for another.
Ye Muyu saw him practicing martial arts and squatting in a horse stance for so long that she thought his willingness to drink water was a good thing, so she poured another cup of tea for him, being quite accommodating.
Chu Heng happily drank it all, then as he saw Ye Muyu about to leave, he reached out to grab her hand and pointed to his cheek.
"What?" Ye Muyu initially planned to speak with Nuanbao for a while, at least to persuade him not to continue standing. He was still young, his bones had not fully developed, and standing like that for a long ti was bad for his health.
Chu Heng looked at her aningfully: "You can’t favor one over the other, like you did with Nuanbao just now."
Ye Muyu’s cheeks flushed imdiately, and she glared at Chu Heng, lowering her voice: "Don’t intentionally make trouble for . Didn’t you see everyone in the yard? How can you compare yourself to a child?"
"Why should I be embarrassed... You’re my wife, not soone else..." Chu Heng was unwilling to give up this opportunity for closeness, and no matter what Ye Muyu said, he could continue the conversation.
"Um, if you’re concerned about other people in the yard, there’s no need to worry..." Chu Heng said, about to order the servants in the yard.
Ye Muyu saw his movents and knew what he was about to do, so she quickly reached out to cover his mouth, blushing as she quickly kissed him on the cheek, her face red, feeling shy, said: "Is this okay now? You just like to bully ."
Chu Heng looked a bit innocent, reached out to pinch her cheek: "How am I bullying you? It’s clearly because I like you."
"Mother... Mother..."
Nuanbao, who had been ignored, suddenly called out.
Ye Muyu finally left the embarrassing atmosphere, cleared her throat, patted Chu Heng’s head as a consolation, "What’s wrong, Nuanbao."
Chu Heng looked at the floor with so grievance, accidentally causing Nuanbao to sit down hard.
He inexplicably felt that this little one did it on purpose.
Nuanbao opened his innocent eyes, looking at his father.
Ye Muyu was overwheld by his cuteness, bent down to pick him up, and couldn’t help but give him a kiss, only to kiss a sweaty bead, pretending to be disgusted: "Stinky, baby needs to take a bath."
"Wash up, not stinky." Nuanbao pointed with his chubby finger to the room where he usually bathed.
After kissing, Ye Muyu subconsciously felt a bit guilty and didn’t dare to look at Chu Heng. She quickly picked up Nuanbao and went back to the house for a bath.
Without anyone to accompany him, Chu Heng naturally felt it was not as interesting, so after standing up straight, he didn’t need any servants to serve him. He took a towel himself and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then went to the neighboring room to bathe.
Chun Xing moved quickly, bringing two little maidservants who carried a basin of hot water, while the little maidservants carried a basin of cold water.
When they entered, sure enough, they saw that Ye Muyu had already taken off the clothes Nuanbao was wearing, and the chubby little baby was obediently sitting in the wooden basin.
"Lady, the water is ready, I’ve had soone continuously heating it in the small kitchen." Chun Xing said honestly.
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