"Us? What do we have to talk about?" Yang Chuxia ignored him and continued scrubbing his back.
"No need to talk, let’s just get on with it."
With that, he pressed her against the edge of the tub, quickly stripping off her clothes.
"Xiao’an, what are you doing?" Yang Chuxia exclaid in surprise.
"You!"
Damn, what a response!
Yang Chuxia quickly grabbed his hand, "Don’t act rashly, your body still can’t handle it. Let’s wait for this period to pass."
"Wife, don’t listen to that bastard Mu Shaoling. Dongyang is pregnant, he can’t do anything himself, so he’s jealous of and deliberately saying it’s a long ti." If Mu Shaoling heard this outside of Capital City, he’d probably be furious.
"Stop talking nonsense, Mu Shaoling is a doctor, how could he lie? Behave yourself."
"It’s my body, who knows it better than ?" Ye Zi’an said confidently, "I really don’t have any problems. If you don’t let find relief, I don’t know if I’ll suffer an inner energy depletion, but I’m definitely going to be the first in Great Zhou to die of frustration for lack of satisfaction, or maybe explode."
"Please, wife, dying that way is really embarrassing, right?" Then he continued, "Comparing the two, I’d rather die under the peony flower, at least that’s more beautiful."
Listening to his absurd reasoning, Yang Chuxia didn’t know what to say.
"Wife, don’t you want to? Don’t tell you don’t," Ye Zi’an saw she was silent, his hand softly tapping on her body, "Wife, if you don’t want it, I’m really going to explode, really going to be frustrated till I explode. So it seems you don’t love anymore."
Yang Chuxia exploded in frustration; this nuisance man was always so annoying. Every ti saying such pitiful things made her want to beat him up.
Forget it!
Yang Chuxia threw her damp clothes aside and instantly pressed down on him.
Ye Zi’an’s eyes imdiately filled with delight.
But Yang Chuxia had just gone up and then got up, leaving Ye Zi’an confused. What? Changing her mind now?
"Wait and see how I deal with you today," Yang Chuxia stepped out of the tub, looked around, pulled out Ye Zi’an’s belt, tested it in her hand, and slowly approached Ye Zi’an.
"What are you going to do?" Ye Zi’an asked, puzzled.
"Of course, deal with you," Yang Chuxia laughed, "My little whip."
A gleam flashed in Ye Zi’an’s eyes.
"Wife wants to get a bit exciting?"
"Of course, how else can I reward your patient seduction?"
Ye Zi’an was thrilled, his plan worked!
"Then please co, wife, use any tricks you want on ."
As he spoke, he spread his arms, like soone ready to be ravished at any mont.
"Hurry and wash yourself properly, staying in the tub is inconvenient."
Ye Zi’an was even more thrilled, the tub was inconvenient, his wife was going to use big moves. He quickly cleaned himself up.
"Wife, what should I do next?" Look how cooperative he is.
"Hehe, go lie on the bed and wait for to favor you."
"Yes, ma’am!"
Ye Zi’an dashed off, leaving Yang Chuxia grinning as she jumped into the tub to clean herself up.
When she entered the room holding the belt, Ye Zi’an was already waiting, lying on his side, showcasing an elegant curve.
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