Chapter 972: Too Small (52)

Back in the room, seeing a certain man grinning foolishly there, Fu Ling rolled her eyes at him.

"Honey, why’s your face so red? Are you running a fever?" Su Encai, devoted to his wife, asked, perplexed as he looked at her.

Wasn’t she going to give something earlier? She was fine then. How come her face turned so red all of a sudden?

"It’s nothing." Fu Ling replied.

"What? Did you give that thing to Yunhai?" Su Encai asked.

"Gave it to Lingling." Fu Ling replied irritably. Asking her to give it to Yang Yunhai? How could she manage that! Plus, it was Gu Lingling who opened the door, or else how could she keep her old face!

"Then... how about..." Su Encai leaned in, trying to curry favor, "Should we have a go too?"

A go? Go do what? No way.

No means yes.

After so many years, Su Encai had learned one thing: you have to interpret women’s words in reverse.

It’s like now, his wife says no, but the subtext is—yes!

So, there’s no need to listen to what the wife says.

And he had to make sure to please his wife well.

Hence, that night, Su Encai used all his tricks to satisfy his wife’s expectations to the brim.

When he woke up at noon the next day, he was met with a kick to his butt from a revitalized Su Encai.

It’s all because of this troublemaker, she couldn’t meet anyone today, lost so much face!

Sitting on the floor, Su Encai smiled foolishly, "Honey, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you."

Make? Make what!

She wasn’t going out anymore.

Lost all her face.

As for Yang Yunhai, who had just moved in the day before, he wasn’t as spirited as Su Encai.

Last night, he took four cold showers in total.

Though it was just early autumn and not cold to take cold showers, because it wasn’t cold, he felt uncomfortable shortly after.

Such a sin!

The whole night, he wasn’t even sure if he slept at all.

Especially since this little girl who tormented him kept snuggling into his arms.

This... having a warm jade in one’s arms but unable to act, there’s nothing more torturous.

Had a rough night.

Last night, Mr. Su didn’t sleep well either, worried that his granddaughter might be taken advantage of by that big gray wolf Yang Yunhai.

In the middle of the night, he even secretly pressed against the wall trying to listen for any movement.

In the end, he heard nothing on the east wall, but unexpectedly heard some sounds on the west side.

It embarrassed Su Changsheng greatly.

Shameless Su Laoer, brought such disgrace to this old man.

Su Changsheng looked at the also less-than-happy Yang Yunhai, and his mood was instantly lifted.

This kid didn’t get anything last night, otherwise, he wouldn’t look so frustrated now.

When Su Encai came downstairs, Mr. Su felt that the smile on his son’s face was annoyingly glaring, especially as he sneakily asked Yang Yunhai, "How was that thing? Does it fit?"

What thing? And fit?

Su Changsheng was so infuriated he almost kicked this idiot out of the house, so shameless.

A beast himself and wanted to drag Yang Yunhai down with him.

How old is our Lingling?

Su Changsheng felt it necessary to have a good conversation with this son about ideals and life.

Simply disrespectful at his age.

Furious him to death.

Yet, the clueless Su Laoer didn’t realize he had already caught the family head’s attention, and looked at Yang Yunhai’s disheartened look and curiously asked, "Didn’t use it? Too big? Too small?"

Impossible!

Didn’t use it?

Could it be that he’s not capable?

Su Encai couldn’t help but glance at a certain part of Yang Yunhai.

Su Ziqiao, "..."

This look is just like how his mom used to look at him.

So terrifying!