Wife, Don't Be Like This!

Chapter 19

Was he drunk?

He probably was drunk.

However, living in an environment like the Duke's mansion, Song Yan had long since honed the instinct to always retain a bit of sobriety, no matter the situation.

After reviewing the events in his mind and confirming that he really hadn't said anything out of line, he then closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

When Song Yan opened his eyes, it was already bright outside. A hot, dry wind blew in from the window. His body was sticky, probably because he had been covered by the blanket all along. It was fine at night, but during the day it was a bit uncomfortable.

A night had passed, and he could still smell the heavy scent of alcohol on his body.

As a live-in son-in-law, according to the rules, he was supposed to serve tea to the matriarch on the second day.

But, the moment he moved slightly, Song Yan felt as if his head were a lake into which a giant rock had been thrown. The dull, aching feeling spread through his mind like ripples, and a strong sense of swelling seemed about to burst his skull.

The feeling of a hangover was too overwhelming.

Creak.

The door was pushed open.

It was Gu Banxia.

Today, Gu Banxia had also changed her attire. A cyan long dress gave off a hint of purity. This dress was a little tight, making her figure appear even more exquisite.

Seeing Song Yan's state, Gu Banxia hurriedly brought over a basin of clean water. Washing his face finally made him feel a bit more comfortable.

"If the Young Master-in-law is tired, you can continue to rest." Gu Banxia said while helping Song Yan change his clothes.

"Madam said that the Young Master-in-law drank too much yesterday and must rest well. There's no need to worry about the tea ceremony. The Luo family doesn't care about these tedious formalities."

Luo Yuheng really couldn't be faulted in how she treated him, her son-in-law. But that was normal. After all, throughout the world, only Song Yan could treat consumption. If something were to happen to Song Yan, that would be the real trouble. Besides, even if the Luo family was very rich, who could guarantee that their other family members wouldn't have a headache or a fever?

The richer a family is, the more they cherish their lives. At times like these, the value of a divine physician becomes apparent.

Images from last night flickered intermittently in his mind. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but Song Yan didn't say much, only asking casually:

"What time is it now?"

"It's already past the Hour of Wu(11 am to 1 pm)."

Had he slept until midday?

A rumbling sound came from his stomach, reminding Song Yan that it was time to eat.

Gu Banxia naturally also heard this sound and covered her mouth with a light laugh:

"What would the Young Master-in-law like to eat? This maidservant will go prepare it."

When he was at the Song family, his days were basically spent eating chaff and coarse vegetables. Although he still had to act carefully at the Luo family, a slight improvement in his material life should be no problem.

Speaking of which, although he attended the feast yesterday, he was basically just toasting people. By the time a full round of toasts was done, the dishes on the table were long since empty. He barely ate a few bites, and his stomach had no room anyway.

At this moment, Song Yan just wanted to eat something savory.

"Roujiamo. I want to eat roujiamo.”

Saying this, Song Yan couldn't help but think of the roujiamo from his hometown in his previous life. Pork belly stewed until tender, minced and stuffed into a flatbread baked until the skin was crispy, then topped with a spoonful of the stewing liquid. One bite, and it was savory and rich.

Just thinking about it was enough to make his mouth water.

He didn't know if roujiamo existed in this world. He doesn't like green peppers; they absolutely mustn't add them.

"Eh?"

Song Yan, who was savoring the deliciousness of roujiamo in his mind, suddenly heard Gu Banxia let out a soft "eh". Looking down, he found that a blush had crept up the pretty face of this bed-warming maid at some point, making her look delicate and alluring. Her big eyes sparkled, and even her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she were extremely shy. Her big eyes didn't dare to look at Song Yan at all, and her cheeks were puffed out.

After a few breaths, she finally mustered her courage, raised her delicate head, and shot Song Yan a charming sideways glance:

"Young Master-in-law, you're so improper."

Her delicate and charming voice made Song Yan's heart itch.

Yesterday, she was as quiet as an exquisite figurine... a doll;

Now, she was full of amorous charm.

Song Yan suddenly became a little curious. Which side was the real Gu Banxia?

But, how was I being improper?

Could it be that it's some kind of luxury item? I can't eat it?

The grand Luo family can't be this shabby, can they?

"Young Master-in-law, please sit down."

After having Song Yan sit back down, Gu Banxia bit her lip, took a deep breath, and slowly slipped the long dress off from her collar. The silk dress slid down her smooth, rounded shoulders, but because of the belt, it didn't fall to the floor.

A vast expanse of white snow appeared before his eyes.

There was no dudou. In its place was a white silk cloth, tightly wrapped around her chest, revealing an indescribable indentation.

Gulp.

Song Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva:

"Banxia, what are you..."

"Isn't this what the Young Master-in-law requested..." Gu Banxia huffed, and slowly knelt down in front of Song Yan.

Hiss.

Only at this moment did Song Yan finally understand.

Gu Banxia's thoughts were truly filthy. He really just wanted to fill his stomach.

He had to admit, Gu Banxia's figure was perfectly suited for doing these things.

Look at the fragrant sweat drenching her temple hair;

Only the concubine's deep affection can move her lord's heart!

……

Just then, Song Yan also let out a heavy breath. The blankness in his mind disappeared, and he happened to see Gu Banxia picking up that pure white chest wrap again. The expression on his face was a little strange:

"Why do you have to wrap it?"

Gu Banxia's cheeks were slightly red. Being like this in front of the Young Master-in-law still made her feel a little ashamed, but she still answered:

"When I walk around in daily life, it's uncomfortable."

Song Yan imagined that kind of scene in his head, and soon felt his nose getting a little hot. It was like in sports competitions, those girls with amazing figures who don't wear bras and participate in the 400-meter dash are always the most eye-catching.

His eyes darting, Song Yan turned around and pretended to look for something. When he turned back, a piece of black cloth had appeared in his hand.

Gu Banxia's face showed suspicion. A single glance at the cloth revealed it to be fine and soft, very high-quality. But she had never seen this kind of material before.

What was most strange was that the edges of the cloth were extremely thin and translucent, like black petals. The main body of the cloth,

What is this thing?

And, what use could such a small piece of cloth have?

However, Gu Banxia looked down at her chest, then looked up at the thing in Song Yan's hand. A woman's instinct still allowed her to understand the use of this piece of cloth. Her fair little face flushed red in an instant, and her dark black eyes seemed about to overflow with mist. Her cheeks puffed up, like an angry pufferfish.

She glared at Song Yan angrily: "Young Master-in-law, you're lewd."

"The Young Master-in-law isn't thinking of making me wear this kind of clothing, is he? I wouldn't wear it even if you beat me to death. It's too shameful."

Speaking of which, could this thing really be considered clothing? It barely covers anything. At most, it could be considered an alternative type of chest wrap, but it was far more shameful than a chest wrap. Just the thought of wearing this thing on her body made Gu Banxia blush to the ears.

Didn't they say the Young Master-in-law was imprisoned in the Duke's mansion's backyard all this time? Where on earth did he get these lewd things from?

Gu Banxia had already made up her mind. Even if the Young Master-in-law demanded it, she would absolutely not wear this thing. What did the Young Master-in-law take her for? A prostitute from a brothel?

Song Yan just silently glanced at Gu Banxia, and then said: "It can prevent..."

The next second, Gu Banxia, not far away, trembled slightly. With her big eyes wide, she bit her lower lip with her snow-white, shell-like teeth, walked to Song Yan in a few steps, gave him a fierce look, and snatched the bra from his hand.

Immediately after, she shoved Song Yan's shoulders, making him turn his back.

But this woman was truly strange. They had clearly just done things that were far more intense, yet now she wouldn't let him look. He really didn't know where a woman's point of shyness was.

Speaking of which, will she wear it?

Thinking this, Song Yan still let Gu Banxia's force turn him around. In front of him was the unmade bed, and that white silk cloth used to receive the bride's purity.

The silk cloth was as neat as new, as pure white as snow, and was not stained with the slightest bit of color.

Song Yan was stunned. The proof of virginity on the silk cloth, where did it go?