Chapter 705: He Secretly Washing the Bed
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the room, the ambiguous atmosphere intensified with the manâs passionate kiss, causing her cheeks to flush and her heart to race. What started as a promised kiss spiralled out of control. Towels and clothes were scattered as Su Wen felt the enchanting touch of powerful hands exploring her body, each touch igniting electric sensations, heightening her desire.
âYou said it was just a kiss.â
âBe good! Focus on the kissing!â He sealed her lips, leaving no room for further protest.
How could a man stop when he started kissing? Zhou Hengyang had abstained from his indulgences for the past few days. Today, he was determined to recoup his losses.
The next day, Zhou Yan awoke, refreshed her face, and headed to the courtyard for her morning exercise. To her surprise, she discovered someone sun-drying the bed sheets.
Zhou Yan couldnât help but chuckle. âOh my nephew, youâre hardworking!â Sneaking up to Zhou Hengyang, she playfully teased, âYou are washing Little
Auntâs bed sheets early in the morning? Whatâs the matter? Why didnât Little
Aunt know about your good side?â
Zhou Hengyang glanced at Zhou Yan with an expressionless face, continuing to focus on straightening the clean sheets on the clothesline. A gust of wind blew, and the red bedsheet fluttered in the wind. He nodded in satisfaction.
This colour was pleasing. He liked it.
His wife liked it too.
Imagining his wife lying on the red bedsheet, her snow-white skin and black hair, Zhou Hengyangâs eyes darkened. The fiery red colour enhanced her allure, making any man besides her willing to give their life for her.
Zhou Hengyangâs eyes grew intense.
Iznorinz her, Zhou Yan nudzed Zhou Henzvanz with her shoulder and winked
ambiguously. âIsnât it great to have such a beautiful wife?â
Zhou Hengyangâs face darkened.
âMadam Zhou, please behave yourself.â
Zhou Yan placed her hands on her hips. âYou come to my house to wash bed sheets early in the morning, and you ask me to behave? You are too unreasonable.â
âYou are wrong,â Zhou Hengyang stretched out his index finger and bit it. âFirstly, I came last night, not early in the morning. Second, this bedsheet is mine.â
âItâs mine. I just bought it. I didnât use it once before taking it out for Wenwen to use.â Zhou Yan felt her heartache. âNephew, look carefully. This is made of real silk. Itâs 100% real silk. Even I canât bear to use such an expensive one.â
âOh! Thatâs better for my wife.â Zhou Hengyang gave Zhou Yan a lukewarm smile. âLittle Aunt, do you think bedsheets that Wenwen and I slept on can still be used by others?â
âYou br*t, you have mysophobia!â
Zhou Hengyang indeed had mysophobia. Otherwise, he wouldnât have endured the struggle of going out for the past few days. He couldnât bear to let Wenwen suffer, not even a little bit.
âItâs not about mysophobia. Itâs a basic requirement.â Zhou Hengyang felt he couldnât explain to his aunt how much he cherished and wanted to monopolize his woman. Even though he desired Wenwen intensely, he couldnât bear to be in such a place. âOnly people like Heng Guang had mysophobia.â
âWhat mysophobia?â
Xu Peiâs voice came from behind. Zhou Hengyang had long noticed the footsteps. Zhou Yanâs hearing wasnât as sharp as her eldest nephewâs. When she heard her husband ask about mysophobia, she subconsciously felt guilty, blushing and avoiding eye contact with Xu Pei.
Zhou Hengyang didnât understand his auntâs reaction. He sneered. âMadam Zhou, youâre up so early. Do you want to wash the sheets too?â
Zhou Yanâs face turned red. âWhat nonsense are you spouting? Iâm your elder. You are rude. How dare you laugh at me? Whatâs wrong with people nowadays?â
âEveryone seemed so shamelessly, washing bedsheets in public without any scruples. Shouldnât they be more discreet?â she thought..
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