Chapter 747 - 748: Madam, Your Heart Is So Merciless

"Phooey, shameless rascal, stop your nonsense. I’m getting up now."

Having said this, she side-stepped Ye Zi’an, intending to go behind the screen to change her clothes, but he grabbed her wrist, preventing her from doing so. She was still wearing her sleeping garments, after all.

"Since my wife already calls me a lecher, I have to keep in character. So please just change your clothes right here."

Yang Chuxia raised an eyebrow, "Really, are you sure?"

"Of course, I’m sure."

Seeing his serious expression, Yang Chuxia swept her gaze over him, narrowed her eyes, then slowly began removing each garment one by one while facing away from him.

Her smooth back, slender waist, and long, white legs were too much for Ye Zi’an to handle. He got off the bed and embraced her from behind, whispering, "Wifey, you’re deliberately tempting me."

"Bah, isn’t that what you asked for?" Yang Chuxia giggled and glanced back at him, "Can’t you resist?"

"Hehe, it’s still early, so why don’t we...?"

"Get away from me." Yang Chuxia pushed away his hands and quickly finished dressing. She glanced at his swell and chided with a giggle, "Serves you right!"

She then turned away and went outside the room.

Left alone, Ye Zi’an looked down at his lower body, sighed helplessly, and poured himself a glass of cold water to drink. He reproached himself for asking for trouble. He had just wanted to tease her, but who knew he would react so strongly? Just watching her undress was more than he could bear.

Outside, Yang Chuxia had sorted herself out and only her hair was left to be done. She wasn’t good at styling her hair, let alone creating the hairstyle befitting a married woman. So she planned to let Ye Zi’an handle it. When she returned to the inner room, she found him still wearing his inner garment, lounging on the bed. He looked at her with intense eyes as she entered.

Glancing at his still somewhat swollen lower part, Yang Chuxia once again burst into laughter.

"Serves you right for trying to provoke me so early in the morning," Yang Chuxia waved dismissively, "You can stay there. I’ll have Xiu’er help me with my hair."

"Dearest wife, your heart is so ruthless..."

From the shadows, Ye Zi’an’s melancholic voice reached her. Shivering slightly, Yang Chuxia thought he was indeed something else, capable of saying or doing anything when it came to the act of love.

"Madam, what hairstyle would you like?"

"It doesn’t matter. I’m not going out, just something simple."

Xiu’er pondered for a moment, then suggested, "Madam, why don’t we have Ming Liu come? Ming Liu is skilled at making many different hairstyles. Last time I saw her practicing on Mingcui’s hair, it looked so beautiful."

"Really? She’s usually so quiet. I wouldn’t have guessed. Alright, have her come and help me tomorrow."

Xiu’er added, "But, Madam, the Master likes it when you look beautiful every day. Let’s have Ming Liu come now."

"Oh, you’ve learned that women must please the ones they love." She flicked Xiu’er’s forehead playfully, "Alright, let Ming Liu come."

"Hehe, I’ll go call Ming Liu now."

Soon, Ming Liu arrived with Xiu’er, who brought a new basin of water.

As Ye Zi’an finished dressing and stepped out, he saw Ming Liu helping Yang Chuxia with her hair. He sighed, knowing that this was a job that he should be doing.

"Master, let me help you wash your face."

Seeing him come out from the inner room, Xiu’er hurried over.

"No need, I can do it myself. Just take good care of the Madam from now on. I don’t need this kind of service."

"Yes, sir."