Wife in Front of the Husband

In the dark room, the candlelight flickered.

A candle was stuck on the wall behind Ye Shu, its light illuminating his back and casting a huge shadow over Ye Xiaosu's face.

Ye Shu sneered as he looked at his "good sister."

From the moment he woke up, he had been calling out to Danxia in his heart, using her power to quietly break the chains on his body, and then absorbing spiritual energy to recover. Although it still hurt quite a bit now, beating up Ye Xiaosu wouldn't be a problem at all.

There were two reasons why he didn't have Danxia destroy the chains immediately.

First, to reduce Danxia's energy consumption.

Second, he wanted to hear Xiaosu's true thoughts.

If he hadn't gone through this, he really wouldn't have known that his "good sister" harbored a dream of usurping her superior.

"Shu'er, have you thought about how to deal with her?"

Danxia's voice echoed in Ye Shu's mind, carrying a trace of faint sympathy and reluctance.

She was also a pitiful girl, after all.

Most importantly, despite suffering so much in her past life, and although her methods were extreme, she still harbored no hatred toward Ye Shu.

Even Danxia had to admit defeat in that regard.

"Rest assured, Master."

Ye Shu sneered in his heart and replied, "Your disciple will 'love' her very well."

Danxia: ".........."

She suddenly felt that her disciple was someone who looked innocent on the outside but was ruthless on the inside.

No, wait, he was always ruthless to begin with.

Recalling the methods Ye Shu had used to deal with Lin Qingxue before, Danxia couldn't help but pray silently in her heart.

Meanwhile, inside the wardrobe.

Xiaobai was gripping the hem of her skirt with one hand while pressing her face against the crack of the wardrobe door, staring outside through the gap.

She didn't know why she was doing this.

She just felt excited, incredibly excited.

An inexplicable thrill made her whole body tremble.

On the other side.

Ye Xiaosu looked at the reinvigorated Ye Shu, rubbed her small hands together awkwardly, and let out a fawning smile.

"Umm, Young Master..."

"If I said right now that I actually just saw how tired you were when you came home, so I specially put on a show to make you happy, would you believe me?"

"At this very moment? You must be joking, right?"

Ye Shu sneered and kicked the iron chains next to his feet.

Bang!

The iron chains instantly exploded into powder, blown away by an invisible wind and vanishing into nothingness.

"Well, uh..."

"This... that..."

Sweat instantly poured down Ye Xiaosu's face. Looking at those chains, she seemed to see her own fate.

Death was not scary.

What was scary was that if she died, she wouldn't be able to see the Young Master anymore.

If she couldn't see the Young Master, how terrifying would that be?

Then she might as well be dead!

After stammering for a long time, Ye Xiaosu finally blushed and whispered, "If I said that these chains were actually just to tie you up because I was afraid you'd move around and hurt yourself while I was treating you... would you believe me?"

Her voice grew softer and softer, and her head hung lower and lower.

If there were a crack in the ground, Ye Xiaosu would definitely dive into it without hesitation.

"Then what's with this dark room?"

Ye Shu pointed around.

Ye Xiaosu's head lowered even further. "This... this is because you were injured, Young Master, and Xiaosu was afraid that some scoundrels might try to cause trouble. So I dug out this dark room to let you heal quietly. And to make you feel at home, I... I moved all the things from your room over here."

Hearing this, Ye Shu was left speechless.

She made it sound so plausible and realistic; if he wasn't smart, he probably would have really been fooled by her.

"Then what's with the clothes you're wearing?"

Ye Shu smiled and pointed at the white clothes she was wearing. "I remember someone saying that since we are pursuing excitement, we naturally have to carry it through to the end..."

"This... this..."

Ye Xiaosu stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with a proper explanation.

She was so anxious she was about to cry.

Having done such a terrible thing and then being counter-attacked by the Young Master, he definitely wouldn't want her anymore.

"Ye Xiaosu, oh Ye Xiaosu, you were truly blinded by grease!" she cursed herself in her heart. "You should have just taken care of the Young Master while he was asleep!"

"At least you would have gotten a taste, right?"

Seeing Ye Xiaosu shivering like a frightened little deer, Ye Shu slowly lowered his head and smiled wickedly. "What's with that expression? And what's with those tears?"

"Let me teach you..."

Right at this moment, Ye Xiaosu suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of stubbornness.

Since she was going to die either way.

She might as well gamble on it!

What if? What if the Young Master had just gotten up, his injuries hadn't healed, and he was just bluffing to stall for time?

Take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!

"I'm sorry, Young Master," Ye Xiaosu gritted her teeth and suddenly sprang up, her hands lunging toward Ye Shu in an attempt to catch him off guard.

However—

Crack!

Thud!

"Ah!"

Ye Xiaosu let out a miserable shriek. In less than three moves, she was pinned to the bed by Ye Shu, completely unable to move.

Ye Shu slipped one hand past her thigh to prop himself up next to her head, while his other hand clamped down on her wrists, rendering her immobile.

This posture was simply too shameful.

Because she was only wearing the Young Master's white robe, her thighs were completely exposed. Her delicate skin shimmered with a lustrous glow under the candlelight, looking like the purest suet white jade.

Most importantly...

It was...

Ye Xiaosu's face was so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.

Even though she was bold, that was only when the initiative was in her own hands. Now that the initiative was in the Young Master's hands, Ye Xiaosu only felt so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to die.

"What? Now you've become a pure and innocent little white rabbit?"

Ye Shu leaned close to her ear and exhaled softly. "Weren't you very fierce just now? Saying you wanted your Young Master and that not even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could stop you..."

Ye Xiaosu's delicate body trembled, and she went completely soft.

"Young Master, what... what do you want to do?"

Her voice was soft, completely drained of strength. Her eyes welled up with a misty, spring-like moisture, making her look like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Her whole being radiated a seductive charm that would stir anyone's appetite.

"Do what?"

Ye Shu leaned down slightly, getting extremely close.

"Of course, it's..."

"What?"

Ye Xiaosu couldn't react in time. Ye Shu had already kissed her lips, his right hand naturally pulling open the silk ribbon around her waist.

"Mmph—"

Ye Xiaosu's eyes widened, and her mind instantly exploded.

But in the blink of an eye, she gradually sank into the kiss, narrowing her eyes and beginning to enjoy it.

The candlelight flickered, and the room was filled with the colors of spring.

Two people were entwined in intimacy.

Two people were watching.

"This... this guy..." Xiaobai opened her mouth wide, her eyes staring to their limits, completely dumbfounded.

It's over just like that?

I totally didn't see that coming, hey!

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't he say something like I only see you as a sister and then reject her?

This doesn't follow the standard web novel tropes at all!

However, her own Chosen One and the female lead getting together naturally should obviously be a good thing. She should feel happy about it, but why did her heart feel so sour...

It felt as if something had been stolen from her.

I'm not sure, I'll keep watching.

Xiaobai pressed herself against the crack in the door, silently observing every single movement of the two figures on the bed, refusing to let even the slightest detail slip past her.

"Pervert, scumbag, a bastard who abandons his wife and child..."

Her heart ached so much... it hurt so much...

And yet, there was an inexplicable thrill of excitement.

Gradually, Xiaobai's face flushed a deeper red. She continued to curse, but the sounds slipping from her lips blurred, making it impossible to tell if they were actually curses or something else entirely...

I want it so badly... so badly...

........

Raising my cup to invite the bright moon, with my shadow, we become three...

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