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Chapter 438: Chapter 441_1
𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Just as Qin Longyun’s eyes widened, he remembered his wife’s nervous little gaze, and decided not to scare her.
"I can forgive you this time, but if there’s a next time, we’ll settle scores after the fall."
Qin Longyun’s tone softened a bit, but Chen Yiling didn’t notice at all, fixated on that familiar threat.
In her heart, Lord Qin’s image was already fixed; one or two instances couldn’t change that.
Qin Longyun felt quite frustrated and simply picked up Chen Yiling.
Chen Yiling kicked her legs: "What are you doing? Put me down."
"It’s already late, of course it’s time to sleep," Qin Longyun said, heading towards the bedroom.
Chen Yiling rolled her eyes, knowing very well that sleeping at Qin Longyun’s place meant two things.
He said sleep but it meant first to bed and then to wake, with sleep being matters discordant, and only then rest.
Even though he studied the Saint’s Book, he didn’t shy away from meaty or vegetarian topics.
Would Confucius climb out of his coffin in a rage if he knew he had taught such a dissolute student?
Chen Yiling struggled a bit before relenting, knowing full well she couldn’t break free from his grasp, and the more she resisted, the more excited he became.
"Ling’er, we could play a game."
Qin Longyun’s magnetic voice resonated in Chen Yiling’s ear, hmm... also filled with endless charm.
Chen Yiling almost agreed, but thankfully she held her ground at the crucial moment.
"You are so annoying, I don’t want to deal with you."
Gently, Qin Longyun pressed the little woman down onto the bed; he had just been joking.
At this time, Tan Zhenghong was also full of naughty ideas.
"Wife, you’ve been busy all day, let me give you a massage," Tan Zhenghong said softly.
Qiao Duo’er grunted, lying on the bed, letting Tan Zhenghong knead her.
Tan Zhenghong’s massage skills had greatly improved. He applied just the right amount of force, neither too light nor too heavy, and his touches were spot on, quickly dispelling the exhaustion of the day.
Suddenly, a strange sensation crept in.
Qiao Duo’er rolled over to dodge Tan Zhenghong’s roving hands. Hmph, she should have known Tan Zhenghong was up to no good!
This was hooliganism!
"Wife, you used to tell me that a full-body massage is the best."
Tan Zhenghong explained without a blush or out of breath.
It took a lot to get your skin as thick as his.
Even after being spurned by Qiao Duo’er, Tan Zhenghong wasn’t discouraged. In a cheeky tone, he said, "Wife, I’m all cleaned up, come and spoil me."
"Really, you want me to?" Qiao Duo’er’s gaze fleetingly swept to their belts.
Tan Zhenghong agreed without a second thought, and Qiao Duo’er touched his face: "Then don’t regret it."
Even if he ended up stark naked and bound, feeling very insecure,
what if Qiao Duo’er threw him out onto the street?
He wouldn’t even have a chance to resist. How would he face anyone after that?
