"Sigh!" Yang Chuxia said again, "I need to properly instill so concepts of late marriage and late childbearing in them. Imagine being called a grandma at thirty, how terrifying."
"There’s still a long way to go, stop overthinking it." Ye Zi’an turned her around.
It made Ye Zi’an involuntarily lower his head.
"Hehe," upon hearing this, Ye Zi’an smiled lightly and kissed, like a satisfied cat.
Soon Yang Chuxia felt as if a fire was slowly burning again.
But this ti, Ye Zi’an didn’t insist on continuing. Instead, he quickly washed himself, took a towel to swiftly dry off and dress, before grabbing clothes for Yang Chuxia.
At this ti, Yang Chuxia only realized she didn’t have any clothes around, except for a piece of gauze in her hand.
"You planned this all along?"
Yang Chuxia’s eyes deepened, this fox!
"Hehe, wife, hurry and put it on!" Ye Zi’an paused, then added, "My wife has always been passionate, aren’t you overacting a bit?"
"..." Yang Chuxia said nothing, just looked at him.
"How about I help you?" Ye Zi’an reached out to grab the clothes.
"It’s not like I don’t have hands." Yang Chuxia glared at him reproachfully before looking at her clothes. "Turn around."
"Co on, wife, why so coy? You’ve shown all there is to see!" Ye Zi’an wailed, "Can’t I just enjoy watching you get dressed?"
Yang Chuxia thought about it and agreed, so she stopped being coy. Pulling on the clothes, she found them ridiculously short, barely reaching her hips.
Damn, this looks like a mini skirt, Yang Chuxia cursed internally, where did this pervert get such a thing, the straps are so thin they look like they’ll snap.
But in Ye Zi’an’s eyes, this scene was sothing else entirely.
"My wife is truly enchanting!"
He grabbed his outer robe from the hanger, draped it over Yang Chuxia, and swiftly carried her into the inner chamber.
He closed the door with his heel, impatiently laid her on the bed, and pressed down, "My wife, you’re so beautiful, I can’t help myself."
Thus, a night of enchantnt followed, almost embarrassing the autumn moon and closing the delicate flowers.
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In the morning, at Song Courtyard of Prince An’s Mansion, a crisp elentary-level voice rang on ti.
"Ye Haoxuan, can you stop being lazy?" Yangyang said while lifting Lele’s quilt. "I’ll give you half a quarter of an hour."
"Damn!" Unable to sleep from the noise, Lele angrily opened his eyes and sat up. "Ye Haoyang, what are you doing? Breaking your word? Did you forget about taking my money? Do you plan to cheat out of it without doing the work?"
"Who said I’m not doing the work?" Yangyang spread his hands innocently, "Aren’t I doing it right now? Brother, rest assured, I took your money and I will supervise you better, ensuring you beco a martial arts master."
"Didn’t I tell you not to keep watching and stop waking up?" Lele stood up, fuming, "Why don’t you keep your word?"
"Brother, I think you got sothing wrong." Yangyang spread his hands, "I only promised not to watch you, I never promised not to wake you up."
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