Chapter 1557 - 1599: Acting Coquettishly_1

It seems the wife hasn’t gone to Mu Shaoling’s place.

But what he didn’t know was that, although Yang Chuxia hadn’t gone to Mu Shaoling’s place, his two beloved sons had already completely betrayed him.

"What? Have you been waiting in bed for a long time? Can’t wait for me to take care of you?" Yang Chuxia teased as she lifted his chin and gave him a kiss.

Instantly, Ye Zi’an felt greatly relieved. It seemed the wife hadn’t thought too much about it. Besides, how could Yangyang’s words as a child attract an adult’s attention?

"Wife, aren’t you tired?"

Although the wife was no longer fixated on his health issues, her enthusiasm was still somewhat overwhelming.

Oh, how great it would have been if she were always this enthusiastic in the past!

"Are you tired?" Yang Chuxia didn’t answer, but instead asked back.

Ye Zi’an wanted to say he wasn’t tired, but reality forced him to say he was tired. He had to be tired!

"Wife, I’ve been riding the horse all day. My legs hurt."

Ye Zi’an actually whined, and Yang Chuxia wanted to laugh but also felt a pang of heartache.

Touching his handsome face, her thoughts suddenly went back to the dried-up bodies of patients she had seen days before, those with blue vein patterns.

Such a handsome face, if one day it were to be marked with blue veins, how regrettable it would be. Her Brother An was such a heartbreaking man, and now he was like this, a truly painful matter.

"Wife, I have to go to the government office tomorrow. There are so many things to do."

"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes and pinched his face annoyedly, "Are you thinking I’m a starving wolf? That I must have a full meal before I can sleep?"

"Hehe, wife." Ye Zi’an wrapped his arms tightly around her and laughed foolishly.

Seeing this, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but tease him, "But what if I, your wife, really don’t want to let you off the hook today? Look at this little face, so handsome; these red lips, so tempting; these long legs, so sexy; this belly, so flat; even this cucumber is almost turning into a corn cob. What do you say we should do about it?"

"Cough cough," Ye Zi’an, who hadn’t been teased by Yang Chuxia for a long time, found himself teased twice today and was really struggling to keep his composure.

"Wife, come on, I’m tired!" said Ye Zi’an, batting his eyes.

Seeing him do this, Yang Chuxia immediately understood. So, Yangyang inherited the act of batting his eyes to feign innocence from him.

"No worries, you don’t have to do anything," Yang Chuxia continued. "You just lie down, and I’ll do it, alright? How about that?"

"Wife..." Ye Zi’an was tangled up inside, with a flame deep in his heart shouting, "Forget everything, life is short, just do it."

Yet another flame was tearing at the shouting one, saying no, absolutely not, the doctor had said it was not allowed.

Yang Chuxia, seeing all his struggles, felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly, causing her pain, making it hard for her to breathe.

Eventually, she exhaled softly, suddenly hugged his neck, and chuckled, "Look at your silly face. I was just teasing you. You’re not tired but I am. You have no idea how tiring it is to ride in a carriage. Off to bed now, let’s sleep."

"Wife, you’re really getting naughtier," said Ye Zi’an, slightly disappointed yet relieved by her words.

"Hehe, teasing is the spice of life. Didn’t you say before that I was getting too dull? Can you blame me?" Yang Chuxia got under the covers, and seeing him still standing there, opened the blanket a bit, "Come on in, you fool, aren’t you cold down there?"

"Coming."

Once he got into bed, Yang Chuxia hurriedly covered him with the blanket and hugged him tightly, "Sleep fast, sleep fast, you’re tired and I’m tired too."