Chapter 251
Chapter 251: Chapter 242: Watching Intently_1 Chapter 251: Chapter 242: Watching Intently_1 “Zhao Erhu, do you really want to do this? I’m still young, just a green, unripe little fruit, not at all tasty!” As Zhao Erhu was making arrangements, Lin Yue was sitting idly by, nagging constantly, and occasionally ordering Zhao Erhu to fetch her tea or pour water, adding to his chaos.
In fact, she was far from calm. An immature girl was about to be devoured by an older man. She had thought about delaying, dragging it out for a few more days, but although Zhao Erhu said nothing, his actions spoke volumes; there was no room for negotiation. It must have been the visit from her cheap brother this morning that set him off.
Zhao Erhu had been arranging everything on his own, barely responding to his little wife’s nonsensical chatter, which he deemed foolish talk. Now, hearing Lin Yue speak like this, a wicked smile appeared on his face, “It is a bit green, but it tastes rather good. It seems these six months have nourished you well.”
“But I’m not ready mentally, how about we delay it a bit more? We have a long life ahead of us; there’s no need to rush this minute,” Lin Yue said, turning her doe-like eyes to Zhao Erhu. Seeing his unmoved expression, she looked even more pitiful, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance, “Zhao Erhu, what if I’m scared? Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
Zhao Erhu shook his head, put down what he was doing, and took his wife’s soft tender hand, “You ungrateful thing, if I didn’t care for you, would you still be sitting here complaining? Have you ever seen a wife married for more than half a year still refusing to consummate the marriage? Only I have indulged you to this point.”
“Since we’ve already dragged it out this long, can’t we delay it a little longer? I’m not unwilling, I just want to grow up a bit. Look at us, you’re so tall, and I’m so small; your arm is even thicker than my thigh. If you’re not careful, you might flatten me, and you wouldn’t want your delicate wife to just pass away like that. Then you would really solidify your reputation as a wife-destroyer, and you’ll never be able to marry again.”
As Lin Yue spoke, she gestured with her hands to compare their sizes. She had refrained from mentioning Zhao Erhu’s reputation for the sake of his feelings, but now she had no choice. She thought maybe fighting fire with fire could change Zhao Erhu’s mind at the last minute, but clearly, this tactic backfired.
Zhao Erhu’s face darkened upon hearing Lin Yue’s words; Niuniu really needed a lesson. Uttering such an ominous statement on such a good day, considering that tonight he would finally devour the maiden, Zhao Erhu managed to restrain himself from properly disciplining his little wife.
“Enough, I’ve already decided. Tonight will be our wedding night; don’t think about playing tricks to get out of it. Even playing pitiful won’t work,” Zhao Erhu felt that if he continued, his little wife might end up irritating him. He spoke directly, understanding that sometimes, with his little wife, being soft didn’t work; a firmer approach was necessary.
“Old man, bad man, always thinking about that sort of thing, with no sentiment at all.” Seeing that she couldn’t persuade Zhao Erhu, Lin Yue slumped to the ground dejectedly, drew circles in the dirt with a stick, poking again and again to vent her dissatisfaction.
Zhao Erhu’s heart softened at the sight of his little wife acting this way. He pulled her into his arms and comforted her again, “Don’t be afraid; your husband is here for everything. You just need to obediently listen to me. The wedding night isn’t as scary as you think, not painful at all, in fact, it’s quite comfortable. Once you’ve tasted it, you’ll know, and you might even beg your husband to cherish you in the future.”
At this moment, Lin Yue was too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Erhu, her head bowed and her expression very speechless, her little mouth pursed again and again, indicating her disdain.
This old man really took her for some ignorant young girl and thought he could easily deceive her, thinking she knew nothing. Although she had no practical experience with wedding night matters, she knew what she needed to know, alright? Maybe her theoretical knowledge was even richer than his. Those erotic novels with their meaty details definitely provided elaborate descriptions.
But Lin Yue knew she absolutely couldn’t show that she knew, otherwise this old man would notice, and his old suspicion would flare up again. She was a pure and innocent maiden, and if he really thought she had a thing with that so-called “coin,” she’d have a real reason to cry. So, she could only pretend not to understand, not understand at all, while drawing circles and crosses in her mind.
Seeing his little wife’s reaction like this, Zhao Erhu thought he really had her fooled, unaware that she was cursing him in her mind and feeling quite a sense of achievement. Although he had deceived her in some respects, it was for her own good, wasn’t it? If the little wife was too tense, it wouldn’t be conducive to the deed. So, sometimes, an appropriate level of deception was necessary. When the time came, a little pain and it would be over; otherwise, with her delicate and coy nature, the chance of her cooperating with him willingly was nil.
Indeed, no matter how sincere and trustworthy Zhao Erhu usually was, when it came to certain things, his integrity went out the window. Nothing was as important as getting his little wife into bed.
Could Lin Yue cooperate with Zhao Erhu? No way. That afternoon, all sorts of things came up, and she kept insisting Zhao Erhu take care of them. He patiently went along with it, but come evening, Lin Yue had this to do and that to do, dragging her feet and just not willing to enter the bedroom.
“What’s wrong? Didn’t I take care of all the things you wanted? What new idea do you have now? Even if you have thought of something else, let’s leave it for tomorrow. It’s getting late, and we should head back to our room to rest,” Zhao Erhu’s patience was almost worn thin by his little wife, she was really a handful.
Zhao Erhu watched Lin Yue with a fierce look; if his little wife made any more trouble now, he certainly wouldn’t indulge her any longer.
“Zhao Erhu, I just remembered, that is, yes, the method to make Fragrant Soap. I’m afraid I won’t remember it tomorrow, so I’ll go to Dalang and the others to write it down with pen and ink. You go back to the room first; don’t wait for me,” Lin Yue said and tried to head to the rooms of the younger ones, but Zhao Erhu caught her around the waist and carried her straight back to their room.
“Ah! Zhao Erhu, what are you doing, put me down.” Lin Yue screamed, her vision blurred as Zhao Erhu carried her over his shoulder to the room. Zhao Erhu had the foresight to tell Dalang and the others not to come out tonight no matter what noise they heard, so despite Lin Yue making such a fuss, no one came out to gawk.
“Behave yourself! Make any more fuss, and I’ll really have to deal with you tonight,” Zhao Erhu, annoyed by Lin Yue’s struggling, slapped her bottom, and she instantly behaved—not the kind of behaving Zhao Erhu would have imagined, but because she felt it was too embarrassing and shameful. She had never been hit there in her past or current life.