Chapter 145#

Chapter 145: Fingers That Have Never Touched Spring Water#

Wei Dong placed his wife on the washstand. In this small space, Lu Siyuan finally let go of the hand tightly clutching Wei Dong’s lapel. He sat on the washstand, his gaze foolishly following the man’s figure, reluctant to look away even for a moment.

Wei Dong tested the water temperature, turned around, walked over, and glared as he ruffled his wife’s exquisite face, “Afraid I’ll run away?”

Lu Siyuan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Wei Dong grinned menacingly, grabbed his waist, and lifted him up. As the person was lifted, his large, fan-like palm moved down, firmly supporting the tip of his buttocks and holding him in his arms. He intimately rubbed against Lu Siyuan’s nose tip, “Silly wife, how could hubby bear to?”

Being picked up so suddenly, Lu Siyuan exclaimed in a low voice, quickly reached out to hug the man’s neck, and then hearing the man’s address, his cheeks and neck turned red. He simply buried himself in the man’s neck, not daring to look up at the teasing in the man’s eyes.

The warm body pressed so closely in his arms made a certain man who had been abstinent for a long time almost go crazy. Even a man with first-class self-control couldn’t help but groan, “Ugh…”

“Wife, did hubby ever tell you that hubby’s self-control isn’t good?”

Hearing the man’s words in his ear, Lu Siyuan stiffened all over and struggled slightly like a conditioned reflex.

“Don’t move…” Wei Dong growled low.

Lu Siyuan froze, neither retreating nor advancing.

Wei Dong reached out and wiped his face fiercely. Seeing that the water in the bathtub was almost full, he simply put the person on the washstand, “Can you do it yourself?”

Lu Siyuan supported himself on the washstand with his hands behind his back, looked at the embarrassment revealed on Wei Dong’s face, bit his lower lip slightly, and nodded.

Wei Dong gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse by more than five tones, “I’ll go get you something to eat. Wash yourself, be careful, the floor is a bit slippery.”

Staying in the same room with him, he would really go crazy!

Taking a deep look at him, Wei Dong rushed out of the bathroom as if fleeing.

If he looked any longer, he would definitely collapse!

Lu Siyuan sat on the washstand, his face slightly flushed. After a long time, a shallow and firm arc appeared on the corner of his lips. Sliding down from the washstand somewhat stiffly, he raised his hand to unbutton his clothes, taking them off layer by layer. Seeing the scar on his lower abdomen in the mirror, he pursed his lips slightly.

He reached out and gently pressed the itchy scar.

Although Wei Dong wasn’t a pampered master who expected to be served hand and foot, he really hadn’t been in the kitchen more than twice, and both times were after meeting Lu Siyuan. When he was on missions in the jungle before, even when he was dizzy with hunger and had the conditions, he never made a fire; he just ate whatever he caught raw.

Looking at the refrigerator full of raw stuff, the corner of his eye twitched uncontrollably.

He bit the bullet, put rice and water in the rice cooker, and rummaged through the refrigerator. There wasn’t even a pack of pickled mustard tuber, everything was raw!

Finally, having no choice, he managed to find some tomatoes and eggs that were easier to handle.

He cracked the eggs into a bowl, put the cutting board and knife on the counter, and without washing, started cutting directly. Or rather, chopping would be more accurate.

With a few swipes of the big knife, a tomato was chopped, oh, cut. Looking at the horrible mess on the cutting board, Wei Dong had no psychological pressure and prepared to handle the second one, but the knife in his hand was snatched away.

Wei Dong turned his head and saw his wife. The strength in his wrist relaxed subconsciously.

“Finished washing?”

“Mn.” Lu Siyuan took the knife from Wei Dong’s hand, “Let me do it.”

“Go stay on the bed.” Wei Dong watched the knife being snatched away by him, and snatched it back again. His wife was still in ‘confinement’, what cooking?

Lu Siyuan looked at the vegetables on the cutting board, “It’s okay.”

Wei Dong glared, “What’s okay?! Didn’t you say you wanted to have children for me? If you don’t take good care of yourself, how can you give birth?”

Hearing this, Lu Siyuan’s fair ears instantly turned red.

Every time this man talked about children, it always gave him the illusion of being teased.

This man probably didn’t care about offspring…

Just after snatching the knife, seeing that Lu Siyuan’s hair was still dripping water, Wei Dong’s tiger eyes narrowed, “Damn it! Is your skin itching?!”

Saying that, Wei Dong scooped the person up directly into his arms, carried him back to the guest room, stuffed him into the quilt, turned around to go to the bathroom to get a dry towel, and roughly dried Lu Siyuan’s hair.

The man’s hands were heavy, and he was angry right now, so his hands were even heavier. He rubbed Lu Siyuan’s ears a few times, but Lu Siyuan didn’t make a sound, quietly letting the man dry his hair.

Before, he was puzzled by the man’s somewhat contradictory personality. Now, besides heart palpitations, there were still heart palpitations.

This man might be rough, might not use gentle ways to express his feelings.

But this somewhat awkward way made his heart linger with indescribable palpitations.

Wei Dong dried his hair until no water dripped down, turned around and went out. After a while, there was a crackling sound, and two minutes later, the man came in with a hair dryer in his hand.

Plugging it into the power socket at the head of the bed, the man dried his hair very roughly.

His large palm messed up the hair randomly, chaotic and without any method. The air outlet almost touched the scalp, the high-temperature hot air burned the scalp painfully, and he kept pointing at one place without moving. All these showed that this was the first time this man had done such a thing.

“Dongzi.”

“Mn.”

“It’s a bit hot.” Lu Siyuan’s voice was very light, very calm, not at all like someone being burned.

Wei Dong frowned and moved the hair dryer away slightly.

After that, at the moved distance, Lu Siyuan didn’t cry out hot anymore. Until the hair was dried, Wei Dong’s hand kept that distance.

After that, Wei Dong accidentally pulled out a few of Lu Siyuan’s hairs. Lu Siyuan didn’t make a sound, didn’t even move his eyebrows…

When the hair was dry, Wei Dong frowned slightly; it was blown messy.

Lu Siyuan raised his hand to tidy it up, very satisfied.

Seeing that his wife didn’t show a trace of reluctance or dissatisfaction, Young Master Wei was also in a good mood.

“Stay put, I’ll go cook.” Throwing the hair dryer aside, Wei Dong pressed the person into the quilt, covered him well, and got up to go out and continue messing with the kitchen.

Lu Siyuan looked at the towel and hair dryer the man threw by the bed, shook his head slightly, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, took the towel and hair dryer into the bathroom and put them away. Looking at his somewhat messy hair in the mirror, he dampened it with water and smoothed it. The soft hair obediently smoothed out, not looking weird at all.

Returning to the room, looking at the bathrobe on his body, Lu Siyuan gave up going out to fight for the kitchen with the man. Anyway, he couldn’t win, and maybe that person would be even angrier.

Lying back on the bed, Lu Siyuan closed his eyes to rest. The things he encountered today had exceeded his bottom line of endurance, and his body was really tired. But thinking of the man cooking for him outside, Lu Siyuan raised the corners of his lips with peace of mind.

This is good, this is good…

When Wei Dong reluctantly brought the cooked food in, Lu Siyuan was quietly curled up in the quilt and asleep. The fatigue between his eyebrows couldn’t be hidden, but his face was very peaceful.

Looking at the stuff in his hand that couldn’t be looked at too much, Wei Dong decided that since his wife was asleep, he’d better not wake him up.

He took the stuff out and poured it into the trash can. Looking at the time, it was already five o’clock in the morning. Wei Dong called the management office responsible for the villa, asking them to bring breakfast or lunch later, and by the way, re-handle the bedroom.

He would absolutely not sleep in that bed again.

After arranging everything, he quietly climbed onto the bed, hugged his wife, and caught up on sleep.

Upon receiving the boss’s call, the villa management office immediately arranged for people to carry out the boss’s instructions.

The housekeeping staff arranged looked at the mess in the kitchen and twitched their mouths with difficulty. What kind of delicate guest did the boss bring back? Cooking was like fighting a war; the whole kitchen was a mess. This wasn’t cooking, this was looking for trouble.

This was clearly a young lady whose fingers had never touched spring water (never done housework), why learn to cook?

These young ladies nowadays, if they were born a few decades earlier, would probably starve to death looking at food!

The housekeeping aunt cleaned up the kitchen nimbly, quietly prepared a simple breakfast, didn’t prepare lunch, thinking she would prepare it in the big kitchen later and send it over directly.

Anyway, having rolled onto the sheets, they wouldn’t get up for a while.

Sigh, these young people nowadays have no scruples, messing around before marriage, there will be plenty of regrets to eat in the future.