Sweet Rustic Love: Four Brothers’ Wife

When Ye Yang heard that, he paused before saying, “Take off your underclothes.”

And then he took the honor of undoing her buttons himself.

Stunned, Liu Duo never expected Ye Yang would say such a thing. Take off her underclothes? That was something Liuzi and Mo would more likely say!

And so Liu Duo turned her back on him again. Ye Yang might not be able to see the buttons but he figured out more or less where they were. He felt around with his hands in an attempt to unbutton them.

Liu Duo reacted quickly when she felt that her chest was being invaded. Cheeks burning, she retaliated. “No, Yang! Just stay a little further away.”

If that garment was taken off, she would be left with her dudou. She did not like to sleep wearing too thin of clothes.

Ye Yang stopped what he was doing, and instead climbed out of bed slowly. He walked to the dressing table and came back with Liu Duo’s fan.

He lay down sideways on the bed and began to fan her.

Ye Yang’s stoic face was filled with a man’s tender loving care for his wife.

Er…

Liu Duo felt the little gusts of cool wind. She flipped over and said to him, “Yang, you don’t have to do that. We just have to keep a distance, then we won’t feel hot.”

How could he sleep if he spent the night fanning her? She did not want him to lose his rest.

Ye Yang gazed at her charming eyes and said, “Get some sleep.”

She could not easily go back to sleep after waking up so suddenly. What Yang was doing–gazing at and fanning her–did not help at all.

“Yang, stop fanning me. You should get more sleep before the sun comes up,” Liu Duo said as she made a grab for the fan he was holding.

It must be tiring working in the fields all day. She would feel apologetic if he kept fanning her like this.

Yet, Ye Yang did not seem to care and would not let her take away the fan. “I don’t mind.”

Seeing how stubborn he was, Liu Duo relented and tried to force herself to sleep, but she was not able to.

A while later, Liu Duo abruptly sat up and said to him in a relatively helpless tone, “Yang, I’m telling you to sleep and stop fanning me. Don’t you understand, you blockhead!

Blockhead.

Unamused, Ye Yang raised a fine eyebrow as he thought, so I’m a blockhead to her? Am I that dull?

Ye Yang never thought of himself as a blockhead. He just did not like talking.

Liu Duo peered at Ye Yang, stoic as usual, her jaw twitching. Could this blockhead give a little reaction?

Apparently ticked off, Liu Duo snatched the fan from his hand and tossed it to the foot of the bed. Then she pounced on him and even covered his eyes.

“Sleep! Now! Do it! Or you won’t get any once the sky lights up!”

Ye Yang did not block or push her over, as he let himself revel in her soft touch. Steadily, he said, “Little Duo, so you want to sleep on me?”

What? Sleep on him?

For a while, Liu Duo could not figure out what his strange words meant. When had she said she wanted to sleep on him?

She just wanted him to sleep. How did it get to ‘sleep on him?’

“Yang, you better not be learning ridiculous things from Liuzi! Just sleep.”

As she got down from his body, Ye Yang looped his arms around her waist, not letting her go.

“Little Duo, if you want, I’d be happy to give.” He lifted the hand that had been covering his eyes, a serious look hanging on his face.

Liu Duo stared at the man who apparently was not on the same wavelength as her, and thought, Yang, you blockhead! You sure know how to beat around the bush just to get your way!