In Biyou Village.
Ye Qiu had already gotten up.
He carried Zhu Zhuqing in his arms to the bath behind the curtain.
After the bath,
looking at Zhu Zhuqing before him
, Ye Qiu couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment.
That shy and timid appearance
was simply tempting.
Her moist and pretty face radiated a charming and alluring glow, her eyebrows and eyes full of a lazy and satisfied captivating charm.
Her body had smooth curves, slender where she should be slender, and exceptionally full where she should be full.
Ye Qiu couldn't help but glare at her fiercely a few times.
Then he looked away and took the clothes Zhu Zhuqing handed him.
It was a set of leather clothes that resembled a stepmother's dress.
Ye Qiu picked up the black stockings first.
Zhu Zhuqing gave him a charmingly glaring look.
She bit her red lips, hesitated for a moment, and then immediately let go of her arms.
Suppressing her shyness, she sat on the edge of the bed with a mixture of coyness and generosity, stretching her shapely and slender legs towards Ye Qiu.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, her eyes were misty, her head was slightly lowered, her red lips were pursed, and she dared not look directly at him.
She kept telling herself that this was just normal mutual care between husband and wife in the future.
Ye Qiu held her smooth, delicate jade feet in his hands, and felt her body tremble, her earlobes almost bleeding.
He forced himself to keep his eyes straight ahead.
Ye Qiu was afraid that he would not be able to resist the temptation, otherwise all his washing up would have been in vain.
He slowly pulled up Zhu Zhuqing's stockings.
Every time his warm fingertips touched her milky skin, they left a blush.
After Ye Qiu helped Zhu Zhuqing get dressed, her face was already burning red.
Then Zhu Zhuqing helped Ye Qiu get dressed.
After a long time,
Zhu Zhuqing, who had dressed her husband, still
had a blush on her face.
She said in a resentful tone, "Husband, from now on, Zhu Qing should help you get dressed first. Otherwise, it's really inconvenient."
Ye Qiu chuckled dryly and said helplessly, "Actually, it's all the same."
Just looking at his big cat, Ye Qiu's heart could not calm down.
Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at him, but her eyes held amusement.
"By the way, why did you buy this kind of clothing?" Ye Qiu stroked his chin, carefully examining the woman with her back to him. She
was bending over, tidying up the white fabric embroidered with red plum blossoms on the bed.
The skirt, which should have covered her thighs, was almost fully revealed because of her bending over.
Black stockings, straight, long, and shapely.
Beautiful legs.
Otherwise, most people wouldn't dare to wear leather pants so openly in public.
"This, this was all picked out for me by Rongrong."
Zhu Zhuqing held the fabric to her heart, her face flushed as she stored it in her soul tool, her smile sweet.
"Really? That girl is quite sensible." Ye Qiu smiled and put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's waist.
"She understands you quite well, especially in certain aspects." Zhu Zhuqing leaned quietly against Ye Qiu's chest.
Ning Rongrong's boldness was something she could only dream of.
Fortunately, Ye Qiu knew how to teach her.
Although it made her feel embarrassed, she was willing.
"Speaking of which, what about Rongrong?"
"If she really wants to, then let's get it done as soon as possible, or we can save it for when Uncle Ning holds our engagement banquet. Let's see what she wants."
Ye Qiu had thought about this problem yesterday.
He also knew that Ning Rongrong had been eyeing him for a long time.
Now, among the four women, including Yan Yan, she was the only one left, and she definitely wouldn't be happy.
He would just have to be careful then.
If it were like with Zhu Qing, she would probably be willing but unable.
"It's good that my husband has a plan." Zhu Zhu Qing gently tapped Ye Qiu's cheek.
"Alright, let's go to Old Zhang's house for another meal and then head back."
"Yes! Whatever you say, husband."
Ye Qiu led Zhu Zhuqing, took some incense, and went to the peach tree outside the stone house.
They offered incense, kowtowed, and performed three kneeling rituals.
After the ceremony,
Ye Qiu looked up, somewhat dazed, realizing how much time had passed.
"Husband, let's go. We can come back to see Grandpa later."
"Yes."
Ye Qiu took Zhu Zhuqing's soft hand, and together they stood up, bidding farewell to Old Ye again.
Then they headed towards Old Zhang's house.
...
On the way.
The two held hands, their fingers intertwined.
Ye Qiu wore a white coat and a black undershirt, his simple blue hair flowing, his azure eyes admiring the girl beside him.
Her smooth, dark hair was still slightly damp, straight and long, flowing smoothly down her back.
She wore a sexy, curvaceous black short skirt that Ye Qiu had personally put on.
The short skirt barely concealed her voluptuous figure, a breathtaking sight of overlapping peaks. Her hips, below the waist, seemed like a masterpiece of nature, rounded and alluring.
Long legs in black stockings, clad in high heels, made her appear even taller.
Under Ye Qiu's somewhat questioning gaze, Zhu Zhuqing snuggled closer to him.
She said shyly, "It's not that I don't want you to see, I'm just not used to wearing this, my legs feel a little chilly."
Ye Qiu chuckled softly.
Warmth flowed between his hands and his embrace.
The two went to Old Zhang's house for a meal, and after breakfast later that evening, Ye Qiu, hand in hand with Zhu Zhuqing, returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
...
The sun blazed brightly.
Less than an hour until noon.
In Ye Qiu's usual courtyard
, Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Qiu appeared out of nowhere. Looking around, they couldn't see Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.
"Did they go out to play?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, puzzled.
"No!" A purple glint flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes. He shook his head with a smile and pulled Zhu Zhuqing towards his room.
He added helplessly, "They haven't gotten up yet."
In Ye Qiu's room,
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were lying in his bed.
Ning Rongrong was holding Xiao Wu, who was nestled in her arms, gently rubbing against her and murmuring "Xiao Qiu."
Ning Rongrong, like an octopus, clung to Xiao Wu's soft body, a silly smile on her face, lost in a sweet dream.
*Click!*
Ye Qiu led Zhu Zhuqing into the room.
Looking at the two charming and playful girls, his face beamed.
Perhaps Ye Qiu's opening of the door disturbed Ning Rongrong, for she rubbed her eyes and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.
Half-opening her eyes, she looked out the window.
A figure she had longed for appeared suddenly before her.
Her eyes, which had been slightly closed, snapped open. Her blue pupils trembled, blinking twice, as if she couldn't distinguish between dream and reality.
Ye Qiu chuckled, annoyed, "Have you two been cultivating these past few days?"
Hearing this,
Ning Rongrong's face lit up with surprise.
"Ah!" ×2
cried out in surprise, pushing Xiao Wu away from her arms.
Xiao Wu screamed in panic; if Zhu Qing hadn't caught her in time, she probably would have rolled off the bed.
"Ye Qiu~ You naughty guy, you're finally back!"
Ning Rongrong jumped, clinging to Ye Qiu, hugging him tightly, pressing her face against his.
Then, a shower of sweet kisses rained down on Ye Qiu's face.