The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 247: Bullying

This conversation left Yu Tingwan immensely shaken.

As the sole bloodline left by the Duke Shun Mansion, Wei Zhao must have felt proud of his heritage before, right?

Yu Tingwan was quite worried, her little face drooping down.

She didn’t know how to comfort or console someone.

Steam rose around them.

Luckily, Wei Zhao had already moved past his darkest times.

He gathered his emotions, lowering his eyes.

"Yu Tingwan."

Yu Tingwan: "Hmm!"

She saw him slightly spread his hands.

Oh, he wanted to undress.

Let alone undressing, even if Wei Zhao wanted to ascend to the heavens right now, Yu Tingwan would find a way to make him happy.

Yu Tingwan moved quickly, leaving him only in his inner clothes and trousers.

Lately, Wei Zhao didn’t look as emaciated.

He stood tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Whether he was satisfied or not, upon seeing her stop, he asked softly, "Is this enough?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

What does that mean?

She had asked beforehand, and the maid said that wearing just inner garments was suitable for getting into the water.

But...

Wei Zhao could do anything he wanted!

She directly reached to untie Wei Zhao’s top belt.

"Previously, with the farm work in the scorching summer, the men in the village often worked shirtless under the sun."

"They are not particular, but my husband, you are. Fortunately, it’s just the two of us here, so there’s no fear of being seen by outsiders."

The girl didn’t forget to ask.

"How about your trousers, should I take them off too?"

Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow.

"I don’t mind. I’ve seen everything anyway."

"But it’s best not like that."

Wei Zhao looked down: "Why?"

Yu Tingwan said whatever came to her mind: "It’s not nice to see it swinging around."

She remembered it wasn’t a good sight.

Wei Zhao: ...

He pushed the girl’s hand away, the belt around his waist loosened, revealing a small section of cold white chest. Leisurely, he fastened it again without looking at Yu Tingwan and entered the water.

Wei Zhao placed one hand on the edge of the pool, contemplating.

Like the layout discussed with Ying Fuyan last night, the list of old ministers that could be won over after returning to the Capital; now he reviewed it in detail.

Furthermore, when he returned to the Capital, that Crown Prince Ying Yi should die. This would be the first grand gift he offered to the Royal Family.

Hot water spread over his skin, dispelling the chill from his body.

Wei Zhao’s mood improved, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

Yu Tingwan walked around the pool, finally finding a satisfying spot before entering the water.

Afraid of getting her hair wet, the girl pinned it up with a hairpin. Her inner attire was tailored to her size, outlining her graceful curves.

She played with the water for a while.

Not forgetting to pick up the small bamboo basket and retrieve the boiled eggs from inside.

They were ready to eat.

Yu Tingwan peeled the eggshell.

Perhaps noticing the gaze upon her, the girl looked up.

The steam had tinted her fair face a rosy red, as if she’d applied rouge.

It was obviously a very ordinary action, but in Wei Zhao’s eyes, it turned vivid and picturesque.

Yu Tingwan exchanged looks with him for a moment.

She spoke innocently.

"Husband, why are you so far from me?"

Wei Zhao: ???

He wanted to know too.

Yu Tingwan made a great effort and slowly moved over. Sitting closely next to him.

"See."

"How much I accommodate you."

Wei Zhao: ...

Seeing no reaction from him, Yu Tingwan raised her hand and poked him.

Wei Zhao nonchalantly: "Moved."

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips: "Sounds perfunctory."

Wei Zhao added: "Died."

That would work too.

Yu Tingwan continued to peel the egg.

"It’s really nice."

She sighed genuinely: "This place is so much larger than the wooden tub at home."

At home, they had to heat the water ahead of time. Afterward, it had to be carried from the kitchen to the bath, adjusting the water temperature again.

However.

"It’s just that this place seems a bit poor."

Wei Zhao agreed lazily: "It is."

Yu Tingwan said: "The guest room we’re staying in has only one bed. The cabinets and tables have nothing in them."

"The noodles we ate last night were rather plain in broth."

Yu Tingwan: "But the taste was decent."

"Just that..."

"I had to hold the bowl while eating."

Wei Zhao: ...

He could imagine the scene.

Just when Yu Tingwan wanted to say more, she heard his low laughter.

Before she could frown, something tightened around her waist, followed by the splashing sound of water, and she found herself falling onto Wei Zhao’s lap.

She was bewildered and hadn’t reacted.

Then, she began to stutter.

"I... won’t break you, right?"

Truly a master of breaking the mood.

Wei Zhao held her tighter, burying his face in her neck.

"Not tofu."

"Can’t break."

That’s true.

He was almost healed.

These days, he was noticeably more inclined to touch and hold.

Yu Tingwan wasn’t quite used to it, especially wearing so little, it felt overexposed in his embrace.

She blinked her eyes, tentatively placing her unsure hands on Wei Zhao’s shoulder.

The spring water was warm. Wei Zhao’s body seemed even warmer.

The girl squirmed uncomfortably.

The water rippled.

She received a slap on her backside.

"Don’t move."

Yu Tingwan widened her eyes in shock.

She reacted strongly, raising her head suddenly: "How could you hit me?"

"In the village, only wayward boys who did wrong got smacked. Although it didn’t hurt, I haven’t done anything wrong during this trip!"

"During school, the teacher would use a cane, but he had reasons!"

"We’ve only been away from home for a few days!"

"And you’re bullying me for no reason?"

Wei Zhao seemed surprised. After all, it was an involuntary action, somewhat improper and offensive.

Yet, facing the girl’s accusations, his hand didn’t move away.

"Yes, bullying you."

Wei Zhao’s voice was slightly hoarse: "Feels nice."

Yu Tingwan was completely silent.

Ah.

Was this a marital nuance?

So... it could be like this?

Wait.

"No..."

Her breathing became erratic, her entire body tingling and numb, as if shocked by electricity.

"Don’t knead."

Wei Zhao chuckled lightly, his Adam’s apple moved, unable to hold back.

"A husband and wife are one, do you know how to be one?"

It was a rather flat tone.

Yet it carried a heavy implication.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

Very quietly, she said: "I know."

She also knew a saying, that everything would naturally follow a course.

"When I returned to the Yu Family, Aunt He said that being a husband and wife means sharing in honor and disgrace, to be together for a lifetime when set on that idea."

"She also said what’s yours is mine, and to keep an eye on your money pouch since a man with a wandering heart will play around outside."

The girl’s voice was soft, her body softer.

However.

Yu Tingwan reminded: "One more day."

It wasn’t time yet.

Wei Zhao: "A wandering heart can’t be managed by money pouches."

Yu Tingwan was about to ask, then what could manage?

The change in the man’s body provided the answer.

Yu Tingwan distinctly sensed a significant change happening.

Very brazen.

Uplifted.

Wei Zhao made no attempt to avoid her, staring at her, his eyes only for her: "What’s mine is yours?"

"Isn’t it?"

"It is."

Wei Zhao whispered in her ear: "Then do you want to touch your..."

Touch what?

Other girls would have blushed by now.

Yu Tingwan hesitated, choosing to help him continue: "Little Zhaozhao?"