Chapter 159 - 159: 159 Change clothes together

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She asked with confusion, “When did you get behind me? I didn’t hear any footsteps…”

“I’ve been behind you the whole time, talking to you a lot, but you didn’t respond.”

“Ah? Oh.” She scratched her head in embarrassment, “I forgot, I’m deaf.”

“Wife, you speak so smoothly and read lips so accurately that I often forget you can’t hear.”

That was all thanks to her proficiency in lip-reading techniques, which she wasn’t going to tell him, “Why are you bringing this up?”

He looked discontented, “Why do you care so much about second brother? His skin is thick and he can bear with anything. Even if you were to change your clothes and then enter the room, it wouldn’t matter to him.”

She didn’t argue with him for once, “He’s your second brother, isn’t it natural for me to care about him?”

His wife cared about second brother not because she liked him more, but because of their relationship. He immediately grinned, showing his teeth but not his eyes, “Dear, you’re so kind.” He quickly stepped into the room with his wet clothes dripping. Unlike his dumb second brother, he wouldn’t waste any opportunity to be naked with his wife in the same room. Who were they kidding? His brother’s intentions were certainly not as pure as his own. She twitched the corner of her mouth and remained standing at the doorway.

He came to pull her, “Wife, why aren’t you coming in?”

“I will wait for you to change out of your wet clothes before I come in.” She knew what abacus this bastard was playing, how could she not?

“We’re husband and wife, there’s nothing to be concerned about. Let’s change our wet clothes together… it’s bad for either of us to catch a cold.” His eyes glued to her body – he had been eyeing her slender legs, round buttocks, and long legs all the way while following her.

And staring all the way back.

Now he felt like he was on fire, and it would be great to pin his wife down while changing clothes in the room and give her a rough time…

Feeling his burning gaze, she pushed him away, “Stop looking so lustful, or I’ll gouge out your eyeballs.”

Unhappy, he said, “Su Qingyue, I am your husband…”

“I don’t acknowledge that.”

“I am!”

“I still don’t acknowledge it.”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!”

She rolled her eyes, “Xiao Yuchuan, your face is even thicker than a pig’s skin!”

He leaned against the door with a sad expression on his handsome face, “Dear, you’ve wronged me.”

“How have I wronged you?”

“This is human skin, not pig skin. You mistook human skin for pig skin, isn’t that wronging me?” He reached out, grabbed her small hand, and placed it on his skin, “Touch it if you don’t believe me. I’m not a pig, I’m a human…” “Touch your head!”

“Fine, touching my head is also okay.” He half-squatted and moved closer to her, “Dear, your husband’s head is waiting for your touch.”

She slapped his head, “You’re so shameless!”

“Ouch, wife, you hit me!” He grumbled discontentedly, “Wife, go easy on me. Hitting the head can cause stupidity, and when your husband becomes stupid, wouldn’t you suffer as well? By hitting me, you’re essentially hitting yourself quite foolish.”

While saying this, his big eyes blinked at her, hoping she could understand his longing gaze.

This dead man was releasing electric sparks at her, causing goosebumps all over her body. She twitched the corner of her mouth, “Either you change your clothes in the room first, or I do, but not at the same time. You choose.’

“You go first.” He obediently and reluctantly stepped out of the room. With a bang, she closed the door from the inside, giving him the cold shoulder..