Men fear most being controlled through their weaknesses and secrets.
Especially Xu Musen, who sees himself as a gentleman in the mold of Liu Bei, with a prowess deemed unmatched by others!
Unfortunately, he was ambushed, and for a while, was firmly controlled.
For the first time, Xu Musen felt that wearing underwear beneath swim trunks was indeed necessary.
Xu Musen had always thought that he knew every detail of Yao Mingyue's body by heart, such as her ears or the dimples on her lower back—they were her sensitive spots.
But this time, Xu Musen suddenly had the feeling that Yao Mingyue knew him just as well.
A playful tease, a crafty caress,
All the heroes of the world kneeling in surrender.
Time was lost to them.
Yao Mingyue went to wash her hands.
She dared not soak in the hot spring, having come across news on the internet about girls who found themselves pregnant after bathing in those communal Japanese hot springs…
Xu Musen sprawled on the chair, feeling utterly desolate.
He hadn't expected to be taken by surprise .
And without even shouting in protest, because no matter how small Yao Mingyue's strength was, she could still overpower him.
He felt a twinge of guilt.
But it didn't seem all that terrible; by the memories of his past life, such things were child's play.
And could Xu Musen really consider the events of his past life as merely memories?
After all, they were experiences he lived through; forgetting those long-established habits wasn't easy.
Today, those memories were even more deeply etched in his mind.
Soon enough, Yao Mingyue returned, her cheeks slightly flushed, holding a cup of salty soda for him.
"Here, have some electrolytes."
Xu Musen looked at her, and it took him several seconds before he said, "Yao Mingyue, I really misjudged you."
I thought of you as a good little sister, but you were thinking of rising up!
Yao Mingyue watched him with the pose of a little woman taken by a bandit to be his wife, but couldn't help laughing, "Didn't a certain someone just now not resist either?"
Do you think I dare to resist? When Cao Cao held the emperor hostage to command the lords, did that little emperor dare to say no?
Xu Musen snatched the salty soda from her hand and took a sip, "You're not afraid of being seen by the aunties."
"They won't come back, and besides, it was just a little move."
Yao Mingyue seemed to stress a particular word.
Xu Musen didn't care, it's like when you tell a guy over 1.8 meters tall that he's short—he definitely won't get mad.
But if a guy who's 1.6 meters tall hears someone call him short, he'd certainly want to jump up and bite.
After all, lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharp knife.
Yao Mingyue also grabbed a coconut milk and started sipping, but looking at it, she felt her face grow even hotter.
She couldn't shake the feeling that he seemed... stronger now.
"Don't do this again in the future, I'm a married man."
Xu Musen still said so, not because he wanted to have his cake and eat it too, but because he genuinely didn't know how to handle this relationship at the moment.
He could be a bad guy, but not scum; until he had really figured out what to do next, he couldn't let things spiral out of control.
"Married? Technically speaking, you and she aren't married yet, and I'm your sworn sister. Wouldn't that make me part of the family?"
Yao Mingyue's analysis was spot on.
Xu Musen gave her a disdainful look, "Do you have no shame?"
Yao Mingyue's cheeks bloomed like peach blossoms, "If you have the nerve to act, I have nothing to be embarrassed about pushing down."
Well, Yao Mingyue has always been a rascal.
This matter was thus concluded.
Yet, there seemed to be an indescribable new and strange feeling between them.
"Ah, are you done with the massage?"
It was later that Liu Rushuang and Bai Xin finally came over.
She winked at her daughter, as if to say you've had plenty of time for secret talks, haven't you?
Always good to have a heart-to-heart, or maybe a massage to foster affection?
Xu Musen twitched a smile and glanced at Yao Mingyue.
The latter's complexion was rosy, and in front of her mother, she was a bit shy, "Mm."
"That's good, eh... does this pool smell really strongly of sulfur to you guys, did they add more sulfur powder?"
Liu Rushuang twitched her nose, sensing an odd smell, while Bai Xin also sniffed.
Yao Mingyue blushed and hurried over, not letting them sniff any longer, "It's your repeated red wine baths. I don't want to soak anymore, let's go back."
Having achieved her goal, it was time to retreat.
"Sure, let's go to that spa in town, I heard it's really nice."
Liu Rushuang and Bai Xin nodded; after a bath, it was crucial to rush to a spa—it's all about the skincare regimen.
Xu Musen could only continue to play the role of the driver.
He accompanied them as they went places the whole day.
Women are scary; they can shop from dawn till dusk. When they finally got home, Xu Musen lay on the bed, lost in thought.
Reflecting on the day's events, he felt a certain melancholy—how had things inexplicably come to this?
And in his heart, he didn't feel averse, just a definite sense of indebtedness…
He wanted to say something to Nuannuan, but thought that appeasing one's wife after doing wrong seemed even more shameful.
His parents had returned from visiting relatives. His mother pushed the door and saw her son lying on the bed, commented, "What's with that dead look, anyone would think you've been bullied."
Are you some kind of prophet, Mom?