General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Chapter 1254: Protection, Trash (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

After settling Elder Qiu, Su Xiaoxiao returned to her room valiantly.

Wei Xiaobao was carried over by the nanny and Xing’er so that Su Xiaoxiao could sleep.

The three little ones were carried to their rooms by Wei Liulang.

Actually, since last month, they could sleep on their own.

However, the weather tonight was not good. Wei Liulang was worried that there would be thunder again. If they woke up, the children would be afraid without an adult by their side.

It was definitely not that he wanted to sleep with his sons.

Wei Liulang hugged Dahu and Xiaohu.

His sons smelled so good!

Wei Liulang rolled around on the bed happily.

Dahu was woken up by his roll. He opened his big black eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

That gaze was really a little indescribable.

Su Xiaoxiao hummed a tune and went to take a bath.

Wei Ting grabbed her arm. “Aren’t you injured? Why are you still taking a bath?”

“Yes?”

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

She blinked and followed Wei Ting’s gaze before remembering that she had been bitten by the Saintess.

It did hurt very much at first, but for some reason, it suddenly stopped hurting.

Perhaps she had been too engrossed in discussing important matters…

Otherwise, she was not so afraid of pain now.

Thinking of something, Su Xiaoxiao looked at him strangely. “Wait, how did you know? I didn’t tell you.”

Wei Ting snorted. “Do you think you hid it well?”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him skeptically and looked down at the scar on her wrist. “It really doesn’t hurt anymore…”

Wei Ting suddenly picked her up.

Su Xiaoxiao was shocked. “What?”

Wei Ting carried her and strode towards the bathroom. “Don’t you want to take a bath?”

Su Xiaoxiao blinked. “I… shall wash myself.”

Wei Ting looked at her with a faint smile. “Are you shy?”

Su Xiaoxiao said solemnly, “What’s there to be shy about as an old couple?”

“That’s good.”

Wei Ting placed her in the bathtub and undressed himself. He strode in.

Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened.

The bathtub was very big, enough to accommodate the two of them.

Wei Ting suddenly approached her, causing warm water to hit her chest.

The man just happened to have a devastatingly beautiful face. Even his figure was perfect.

Water droplets slid down his cheek and exquisite collarbone, flowing past every inch of his firm but not exaggerated muscles, filling his body with tempting hormones.

There were traces of martial arts and war on his body, but he was not ugly. Instead, he emitted a trace of strength.

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed.

Her gaze suddenly fell on his left wrist.

The late wedding gift from the pharmacy was later strung it into a bracelet by Wei Ting and put on his wrist.

The red rope accentuated its extreme brightness.

Wei Ting suddenly leaned forward and pressed her arms against the edge of the bathtub.

Su Xiaoxiao’s heart felt like it had run into a springbok. It was about to explode from her chest.

Wei Ting’s lips curled up in a bewitching and roguish manner. “Are you very nervous?”

“No.”

“Your face is red.”

“I’m hot.”

Wei Ting said, “Oh.”

This sound was so gentle and meaningful that Su Xiaoxiao’s heart melted.

Wei Ting stretched out his slender fingers and covered her belt.

Su Xiaoxiao froze.

Wei Ting looked at her calmly. “Isn’t it hot?”

Su Xiaoxiao leaned against the wooden bucket without changing her expression and looked up at the sky, looking extremely calm.

Wei Ting gently undressed her.

The water rippled gently, and his fingertips were slightly cold.

She didn’t look at his movements, but it was precisely because of this that her hearing and touch were infinitely magnified.

Suddenly, she thought of something and exclaimed, “The pouch is soaked in water!”

She was about to reach out to scoop it up when Wei Ting stopped her.

“Leave it here. I’ll dry it for you tomorrow.”

With that, Wei Ting seemed to have changed. He stopped teasing her and helped her wipe her body before carrying her out of the bathtub.

Su Xiaoxiao fell asleep quickly.

Wei Ting took out the hundred-year-old stone from her pouch, strung it with a red string, and put it on her uninjured wrist.

Su Xiaoxiao fell asleep.

She dreamed of something and rolled over. Her injured wrist hit the wall.

Wei Ting grunted.

It really hurt.

It was dawn.

Su Xiaoxiao woke up and saw the three furry heads in her arms.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and touched the three little fellows.

“Are you awake?”

She asked.

“No.”

Xiaohu said.

Su Xiaoxiao was amused and kissed the three of them on the head. “Why are you up so early?”