"Thank you, Master!" Li Wuyu thanked her with great joy. So happy, she even turned around to the wood-splitting Xiao Changyi with a lightness in her voice, "Thank you, Shifu-Daddy!"
Only after she thanked Xiao Changyi did Li Wuyu realize what she had done, immediately becoming sincerely fearful.
She had actually been so informal with the King of Eternal Victory...
An Jing, seeing Li Wuyu’s terrified look, found it funny and reassured her, "It’s fine, since you’re my disciple, there’s no need to be so formal with my husband."
Only then did Li Wuyu calm down: "Okay."
They chatted casually for a while longer before Li Wuyu left, but not before saying she would come over early the next morning.
After Li Wuyu left, An Jing went over to Xiao Changyi’s side. She didn’t care whether he was still chopping wood or not; she just hugged his neck and leaned on his back, with her chin resting on his shoulder.
Xiao Changyi stopped his wood chopping, turned his head, and rubbed his face gently against hers.
"You’ve rubbed all your sweat on my face!" An Jing laughed and scolded.
Xiao Changyi rubbed her again before saying, "I’m not sweating."
An Jing was immediately amused beyond measure, "I know you’re not sweating; I was just saying that on purpose. Didn’t you notice?"
"I noticed." After a pause, "I just wanted to talk to you." Saying this, he put down the ax, straightened up, and pulled her down from his back as he turned around and hugged her, his chin on top of her head, holding her tightly.
An Jing stopped laughing, concerned: "Husband, what’s wrong?"
"I’m not much of a talker..." His voice was low, as if he were annoyed.
An Jing immediately said, "That’s with other people, not with me. Besides, I like how uniquely special you are with me!"
"You used to be all mine..." His voice became lower, and he was clearly unhappy.
Of course, what was stronger and very palpable was the heavy sourness in his tone!
"Hahaha..." An Jing instantly understood that her husband was jealous and laughed uncontrollably, "So, you’re feeling jealous. Youbao, Xiao Lan, Wuyu, they are all our friends. We can have lots and lots of friends, but as for lovers, I only have you."
Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything more, but the grip of his arms around her tightened a bit.
An Jing knew well how reclusive and cold Xiao Changyi’s nature was, he could go on without any friends at all. Thinking of Xiao Changyi’s not-so-great childhood, An Jing could not help but feel a great deal of heartache, and she instinctively tightened her embrace around Xiao Changyi’s hands.
In order to cheer up her husband, An Jing thought for a moment before saying, "Husband, how about we take another bath together tonight?"
Xiao Changyi immediately nodded: "Sure."
An Jing: ...Why did she feel like she had fallen into her husband’s trap?
That evening, the two indeed took another bath together, but considering An Jing’s discomfort, Xiao Changyi didn’t overexert her.
The next morning, Li Wuyu arrived early.
An Jing had just gotten up and was brushing her teeth in the yard when she saw Li Wuyu coming so early, which made her quite amused, "You didn’t have to come so early."
Li Wuyu said, "I had to get here before my baby. Later, I can open the door for my baby."
An Jing found it even funnier now: "Last time your treasure scolded me for being shameless, but I think you’re the shameless one here."
Li Wuyu laughed, "That’s because you’re my master. In front of others, of course, I wouldn’t be ."
Furthermore, through yesterday’s casual conversation, she discovered she got along very well with her nineteen-year-old little master.