The two chatted and ate, the atmosphere quite harmonious. After finishing the al, Yang Ming stood up to tidy up the dishes. Xiaoxiao felt rather embarrassed for constantly letting him do the work, "Just leave them there, I’ll wash them in a bit."
How could he let his wife do the washing? Even if his wife’s foot wasn’t injured, he would still do it. He had only returned that day and wanted to let his wife rest properly without getting tired.
Seeing his wife attempting to rise, he quickly pressed her back down, "No need, just wait here for ."
"..." Wait for him? What was her cheap husband planning to do?
Yang Ming went to the outer room and fetched water for Xiaoxiao, having prepared everything, even the toothbrush. He brought it into the room, knowing that his wife was very particular about washing up before bed.
"Go ahead and wash up."
"..." Seeing her cheap husband like this, Xiaoxiao could only think, are there any more husbands like this? She’d take a dozen more! He was so incredibly attentive and comprehensive; Xiaoxiao felt an overwhelming warmth in her heart.
Thinking back on her ti since transmigrating here, aside from her cheap husband’s sowhat harsh words on their first night, he was always super good to her at other tis. Although they were just muddling through life together, it really was rare to find soone who did as much as he did.
As Xiaoxiao pondered this while washing up, her cheap husband brought in another basin. When she saw it, she was completely flustered—wasn’t that the basin she used to wash her buttocks?
"I’m going to wash the dishes outside. You go ahead and wash. I’ll co in later to wash the clothes you take off."
After her cheap husband finished speaking and left, Xiaoxiao’s face turned red on the spot. Ahhh, what was he saying? Did he know what she used that basin for? And he said he would help her wash the clothes she took off—didn’t that an her underpants?
She~absolutely~would~not~allow~it!
She was still agonizing over it in the room when she heard her cheap husband calling from the outer room, "Are you done yet?"
"Not... not yet." She was so startled her speech was stamring.
She quickly finished washing up, hid her underpants, and then dove into the bed and covered herself with the bedding, feeling unbearably embarrassed and too ashad to face anyone, "Okay, you can co in now."
After Yang Ming entered the room and saw that his wife had already laid down, he thought she must be exhausted. He tiptoed around to avoid disturbing her and cleaned up the aftermath she had left.
Once he left the room, he began his own washing-up routine. He then laundered both his and his wife’s outer clothes, spending quite a while before he finally ca back inside.
Upon reentering the room, he suddenly rembered the needle he used to prick his wife’s blood blister was still on the table. He opened the cupboard, intending to put the needle away, but realized that the underpants, which he had seen earlier and thought matched his, were gone.
He smiled wryly, figuring he must be so obsessed with pairing up with his wife that he was seeing things. That must be why he mistook them.
Xiaoxiao on the other hand had not fallen asleep at all. She was listening to all the noise, wondering what her cheap husband was fussing over for such a long ti without going to bed. He was also rummaging through her cupboard. What if he discovered her hidden underpants? That would be utterly mortifying.
Xiaoxiao felt like she was suffocating under the covers. She turned over and poked her head out, "Why aren’t you sleeping yet?"
Yang Ming was startled by Xiaoxiao’s movent. So, his wife hadn’t been sleeping. It was a good thing he went to put the needle away—what if he had gotten into the kang bed earlier and cuddled with his wife, only to give himself away? "In a mont."
He laid the bedding out at the end of the kang, blew out the candle, and lay down himself, "Wife."
"Hmm?"
"I love... spicy body oil!"
"Pfft."
"..."
"Hmm, I LOVE YOU."
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