âWife, if I tell you it was the little bastard dog who put the needle on the bed, would you believe me? Why donât you just stew it? Feel free to vent your anger and frustration on it, no need to be polite!â
âWoof!â The little bastard howled menacingly at the door, as if it knew someone was trying to frame it.
âYou tell me if I should believe you or not?â Su Qingyue said with a sarcastic smile.
âOf course, you should believe me!â
âThird brother, tell me how a dog-like wolf cub could put a thin needle on the bed, then make the needle stand upright, poking into the padding? Did it use its claws or its mouth?â
âWellâ¦â He hadnât thought of an explanation yet.
Like the morning sun, she smiled and said, âCome, third brotherâ¦â
âHuh?â
âStretch out your hand.â
He foolishly followed her instructions, âWife, why do you want me to stretch out my hand?â
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed, âAh!â
Raising his left hand, he saw the needle from earlier embedded halfway into his palm.
His wife had stuck the needle into his hand!
It hurt!
Seeing his pain, Su Qingyue felt better knowing she wasnât suffering alone, her expression indifferent, âThird brother, hereâs your needle back. Keep it safe. Donât go poking it everywhere.â
She looked at him contemptuously, âIt only stabbed halfway through your hand, didnât pierce your palm completely. Was it necessary to yell so loudly?â
Enduring the pain, he pulled the needle out, âWife, my scream wasnât as loud as yours just nowâ¦â
Xiao Yishan handed the medicine bottle to Xiao Yuchuan, âThird brother, put some medicine on it.â
âThank you, second brother.â He reluctantly took the medicine bottle and handed it to Su Qingyue, âWife, my hand is weak. Can you help me apply the medicine?â
Thinking his wife would finally show him some tenderness and give him a treatâ¦
Su Qingyue switched hands with the medicine bottle and gave it to Xiao Qinghe, âHelp your third brother.â
She stood up and walked out of the master bedroom.
âWife, help me put on the medicineâ¦â Xiao Yuchuan called out, but she ignored him.
Xiao Qinghe waved the medicine bottle, âThird brother, the medicine is here. Iâll help.â
His face turned pale, âIâll do it myself.â
Xiao Yishan followed Su Qingyue out of the master bedroom, âYueâer, you just got hurt, shouldnât you rest for a while?â
âIt wasnât much pain, no big deal.â She said indifferently, âIt was just uncomfortable when it hit the pain point. Now that itâs out and Iâve taken medicine, I donât feel anything.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThatâs good.â He stared at her, his cold gaze filled with warmth, âYueâerâ¦â
His eyes were brimming with passion, his tall and burly body blocking her way, his imposing figure twice her size, oozing with oppressiveness.
She felt a little suffocated.
Back when she didnât know second brother was her husband, she would stare at his figure.
At that time, she thought he was well-built, strong, muscular, and extremely sturdy.
She used to admire him like a modern girl chasing celebrities, just drooling over handsome stars but not actually wanting them for herself.
Now that she knows, she doesnât even dare to look.
She had promised Xiao Yuchuan she would give him a chance, try to be his wife.
Soâ¦
Sheâs not one to go back on her word.
The thought of being intimate with her husbandâs brother made her scalp tingle with fear.
Even if the three brothers decided to share a wife, she couldnât accept having three husbands.
âSecond brother, Iâm going to cut grass and feed the horses.â She quickly made up an excuse and slipped away.
He followed her, âIâll go.â