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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

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Chapter 557: Chapter 561 Practice More_1

Men are especially prone to impulsiveness in the morning, and with his wife in his arms, Erhu was even more eager.

"Erhu, get up quickly. We need to serve tea to your parents," Chao Lian said, hiding her face under the blanket.

How could one be so improper so early in the morning?

Sun Erhu, gasping for breath, said, "My parents won’t mind these things; they’d surely prefer you to give them a chubby grandson early."

This time he was very anxious, afraid of last night’s events repeating themselves.

But fortunately, he lasted at least a stick of incense’s time.

Sun Erhu finally felt at ease, thankful that everything was functioning normally.

"This is still a skill that needs practice, wife. You’ll have to let me practice more. I can definitely last longer," he said.

Chao Lian shrunk entirely underneath the blanket, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone.

When Sun Erhu didn’t get a response for a long time, he retrieved Chao Lian into his arms and even made her stick her head out.

Chao Lian protested, "You improper man, always bullying people."

She thought last night was just fine. Why would he need to last longer? Wasn’t it tiring enough?

"I just like bullying you. You sleep a bit more; I’ll wake you up after I’ve made breakfast," said Sun Erhu in high spirits.

Chao Lian was about to speak when Erhu slid out from under the covers, all bare. She could only retreat further under the blankets.

She really didn’t see anything!

Sun Erhu said teasingly, "If you want to look, just look. I’m all yours from head to toe."

Now with only the top of her head exposed, Sun Erhu could still imagine her shy expression.

Sun Erhu wandered into the kitchen, cooked a pot of millet porridge, steamed yesterday’s leftover buns, heated two side dishes, and breakfast was ready.

When he was about to call Chao Lian to get up, he found out she was already up and had nearly finished sweeping the yard.

"Why didn’t you rest properly? Aren’t you tired?" he asked.

Taking the broom from her, Sun Erhu began to sweep the remaining area.

Chao Lian nodded, "I’m not tired. I’m used to doing housework at home."

"Then you’ll need to get used to not doing it. I’m not your stepmother. Rest when you should, and don’t worry so much," he said sternly, although he was thinking to himself that he should last even longer next time. If his wife got too tired, she would have to obediently sleep in bed.

Fearing that Erhu would talk nonsense again, Chao Lian slipped into the kitchen to serve breakfast.

It was a good thing that Erhu’s mother had an early birthday, otherwise, a new bride just entering the house and skimping on making breakfast would easily face strong disapproval.

At this moment, someone from Jiang’s Clan was wandering by the door.

Yesterday at Sun Erhu’s Home, they had set a big feast with plenty of food left over, including meat pies and meatballs, which she could take some home to enjoy.

After all, there were only two people in the Sun household; they couldn’t possibly finish it all.

But now it was Three Poles Day, and they had yet to open the door, utterly shameless!

"Da Bao, Little Treasure, if you want to eat meat, keep an eye out. Call me as soon as they open the door," Jiang’s Clan lady said irritably.

Both Da Bao and Little Treasure took this task to heart, how could they miss out on meat?

Yesterday, they were seated at the same table as the village head, and despite eating voraciously, Tie Niu glared at them, leaving them far from satisfied. Today they had to recoup their losses!

But what Jiang’s Clan lady didn’t expect was that Sun Erhu planned to stay indoors for three days straight, cuddling with his wife at home.

Just thinking about those days... blissful!

Anyway, like his Brother Hong, he wasn’t restrained by elders; at worst, he would be teased by his peers.

But who knows if that would be mockery or envy?

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