Chapter 1201: Chapter 1202: Fooling the Little Disciple
After a quick shower, Song Xiaodong walked out wrapped in a towel.
Lu Yaobing immediately got up and said, "Master, Iâll go help you wash your clothes."
Song Xiaodong didnât stop her, since he had just washed them yesterday, washing them again today wouldnât make much difference.
After entering, Lu Yaobing pulled open the curtain directly, and didnât close the bathroom door, standing in front of the washbasin and washing Song Xiaodongâs clothes while saying, "Master, since you share a room with me, did you tell the other wives?"
Song Xiaodong lay down on the bed and said, "Of course I told them, whenever Iâm with other women, I always report it."
Lu Yaobing burst out laughing and said, "Master, you have so many wives, do you really tell each one individually? Can you manage that?"
Song Xiaodong chuckled, "I report directly in the WeChat group, that way, everyone knows."
"Haha, makes sense. With so many wives, if you donât chat as a group, and do it individually, itâd be exhausting."
"Exactly, thatâs why it has to be a group chat."
"Master... do the wives mind?"
"Mind? Why would they mind?"
Lu Yaobing turned to look at Song Xiaodong, her hands stopped, holding Song Xiaodongâs underwear and said, "With so many wives, you probably canât be as devoted to each one as you would to a single wife; wouldnât that leave them feeling a bit disappointed?"
Song Xiaodong said, "Thatâs unavoidable, so I try my best to compensate. When Iâm home, I devote my time to them fully, and because they donât make it difficult for me over this, I love them even more."
Lu Yaobing said, "Oh, it must be because of Masterâs strong personal charisma; otherwise, most women wouldnât accept this lifestyle."
Song Xiaodong immediately followed up with Lu Yaobingâs comment, saying, "Yes, actually, I know they arenât particularly happy. After all, the time I can spend with them is too short, and women need companionship. Iâve always worried that our relationship might face a crisis.
He dare not paint his domestic life too well now, as that would only increase Lu Yaobingâs longing for it. By speaking less highly, it instills a sort of fear and apprehension about such a life in her. Perhaps it could make their relationship purer in the future.
Lu Yaobing exclaimed in surprise, "No way, Master?"
Song Xiaodong purposely showed a helpless expression and said, "Every family has its troubles. To outsiders, your master seems very successful, surrounded by beautiful women, but I live anxiously. I only tell you, my apprentice, but never mention it to others."
Lu Yaobing said, "Master, I truly didnât expect it to be this way..."
Song Xiaodong shrugged and said, "Well, as long as you know, donât talk about it. If others find out, itâd be embarrassing."
Lu Yaobing stuck out her tongue and said, "I certainly wonât tell."
Song Xiaodong said, "Itâs because youâre my apprentice and my closest person that I tell you. Alright, enough about these boring things."
Lu Yaobingâs face immediately lit up with a radiant smile and said, "Yeah, yeah, Iâm Masterâs sweetest little apprentice."
Song Xiaodong nodded, yawned, and said, "Quickly finish washing and go to sleep; Iâm getting a bit tired."
Lu Yaobing agreed and resumed washing clothes, but her mind was in turmoil, realizing that the Master had many women and worries. What about her future...?
Song Xiaodong watched Lu Yaobing spaced out while washing, feeling a bit smug; it seemed his plan had worked.
But as he watched Lu Yaobing doing laundry, Song Xiaodong suddenly felt a unique warmth.
When he lived together with his sister Song Xiaoru, sheâd wash clothes like this, and theyâd chat casually. Thinking back, those days were indescribably happy.
Now that there are more women at home, managing the Su Family and dealing with everyone entails a lot. Small tasks like laundry typically go to the servants.
That kind of cozy little scene, Song Xiaodong no longer had. When everyone is together, itâs mostly at bedtime, and theyâve scarcely communicated beyond that.
Earlier, he was deliberately deceiving Lu Yaobing, but reflecting now, the situation at home indeed had issues. At least his interaction with everyone seemed overly simplistic, which wasnât conducive to maintaining relationships.
After a while, Lu Yaobing finished washing and used a hairdryer to dry the clothes thoroughly; otherwise, theyâd still be wet come morning.
After hanging up the clothes, Lu Yaobing came to the bedside, noticing Song Xiaodong lying there in a daze. She sat beside him and softly said, "Master, what are you thinking?"
Song Xiaodongâs eyes shifted, looking at Lu Yaobing, then suddenly smiled and gently held Lu Yaobingâs hand, saying, "Thank you."
"Thank me? What did I do?" Lu Yaobing was momentarily confused, unsure why, but the gentle tone and gesture from Song Xiaodong when speaking made her feel particularly enchanted.
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "Nothing." He patted Lu Yaobingâs hand and said, "Get some sleep, itâs late."
Lu Yaobing pouted and said, "You still havenât helped me dry my hair."
"Such a bother," Song Xiaodong muttered, yet sat up to help Lu Yaobing dry her hair.
Feeling Song Xiaodongâs fingers through her hair, Lu Yaobingâs heart felt sweet, any confusion caused by Song Xiaodongâs earlier words were long gone.
When youâre young, love is simply love, pure and uncomplicated. Lu Yaobing now only enjoyed the sweetness of being with Song Xiaodong, dismissing all other concerns.
Yet, the sweet moment was too brief, seemingly lasting just a few seconds, as Song Xiaodong soon stopped and said, "Alright, you can sleep now."
Lu Yaobing agreed, got up, tidied up, and climbed into her bed. Song Xiaodong switched off the light, leaving the room in darkness.
Song Xiaodong made a small gesture, ensuring Lu Yaobing fell asleep immediately.
Song Xiaodong wasnât asleep yet when he suddenly heard some unusual sounds from Lu Yaobingâs side, a sound he knew all too well...