The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"My lady, you are so beautiful!"

Having turned Yang Chuxia to face himself, Ye Zi’an’s eyes were unblinkingly fixed on her, his gaze so tender it seemed it could drip water.

"Husband!"

Faced with such a Ye Zi’an, how could she not be moved? She actively wrapped her arms around his neck...

Ye Zi’an felt even more as though his entire body was about to explode. He used some force to tear away all the hindering obstacles. Soon, the mist in his eyes grew denser, entrancing Yang Chuxia to the point of no return.

However, the process was delightful, the result was painfully restrained—the impulse after had to be curbed.

"I’ll have to trouble my lady to help me again!"

Cough cough, alright, it seems we’ll have to wait some more days before we can proceed.

Seeing his frustrated expression, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but laugh inappropriately.

"Hmph, wait and see. You’re laughing at me now, but just you wait and see how I’ll take care of you later."

"Husband, no need to wait till later. Let me take care of you right now." As she spoke, her claw reached out. With a flirtatious smile, she teased, "Babe, how do you want to play? Fast... harder... or..."

"What if someone wants to try all of it?" Playing the ’someone card’ again? Yang Chuxia’s body twitched from the thrill, and her grip involuntarily strengthened.

"Hiss... Are you trying to murder your own husband?" Ye Zi’an was sweating from his forehead and lightly scolded, "Girl, that’s your happiness for the rest of your life. Take it easy. If it breaks, you’re the one who will suffer."

"Haha..." Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but almost burst into laughter again. Then, seeing his face turn redder, she quickened her pace.

"..."

Finally... it burst forth, and Ye Zi’an let out a long sigh of relief.

Just then, the crying of the babies from the little crib indicated they were hungry.

Ye Zi’an sighed deeply, "They really are my own flesh and blood, knowing when to feel sorry for their old man."

"Pfft..."

Yang Chuxia knew what he meant and had to admit that these two little buns knew exactly when to cry. If they had cried during their parents’ act, Ye Zi’an would have gone crazy.

After easing up, Ye Zi’an was about to get up to check on the kids, but Yang Chuxia quickly stopped him, "I’ll go check; they’re probably hungry."

Without waiting for Brother An to speak, she quickly wiped herself down and headed towards the two little buns.

"Husband, Yangyang is just pretending to cry here."

There wasn’t a single tear in the corner of his eyes. His little mouth was twitching and his nose was a bit red, but his eye corners were dry.

But, when she saw him rubbing his nose with his hand, she understood why his nose was so red.

"Really, so young yet already knows how to pretend. Who knows what he’ll be like when he grows up." Yang Chuxia swatted his tiny bottom, yet he still unconsciously grinned.

Ye Zi’an saw that she picked up Yangyang, so he got out of bed to look at Lele and found that Lele was being a well-behaved brother, lying in bed with eyes open, neither crying nor making trouble, without even a trace of a smile.

"Just like a big brother, so well-behaved!"

He played with him a bit, and after a while Yang Chuxia had fed Yangyang, she passed Lele to her. Ye Zi’an then took the opportunity to tidy up the bed a bit.

"Later, let’s let them sleep with us."

"Sure."

Yang Chuxia did like sleeping with the little buns a lot, because they had a scent of milk that was incredibly comforting. Moreover, with Ye Zi’an by her side, she felt there was nothing in the world more blissful than this.

The earliest riser the next morning was Yangyang, the little bun.

He was very good that day. Even though he was hungry, he didn’t cry but played happily with his fingers.