The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 48 If you don't want it, fine, but don't beg me later.
The bed in the bridal chamber was quite old, and it creaked as Yu Tingwan lay down and gently rocked.

The bed board is very hard, incomparable to the rosewood Luohan bed in the Duke of Shunguo's mansion.

However, Wei Zhao often had to endure wind and rain while on military campaigns, and he wasn't a rich young master who couldn't endure hardship, so he didn't feel that using the equipment was just a compromise.

The bed he used to sleep in is now occupied by a girl who considers herself his wife.

The girl was dressed in a wedding gown, her eyebrows were drawn, her lips were rosy, and her face was covered in makeup.

This appearance is really...

Eye-catching.

If it weren't for the fact that the Hu family had a scholar who was feared by outsiders, and that Yu Tingwan rarely went out, such beauty would probably be difficult for an ordinary family to protect.

Wei Zhao seemed to be lost in thought, as if something had occurred to him.

Yu Tingwan waited for a long time, but Wei Zhao did not make a move.

Her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Yu Tingwan quietly opened her tightly closed eyes a crack.

? ?
He was standing there, halfway off his belt, lost in thought.

Yu Tingwan: "Do you need my help?"

Wei Zhao snapped out of his daze and said calmly, "No need."

Yu Tingwan: "Then hurry up."

Now that they are husband and wife, she candidly reveals her true feelings.

"They're having a banquet and drinking outside, and it won't be over anytime soon. It wouldn't be good if we made too much of a commotion."

Wei Zhao remained silent, gazing intently at Yu Tingwan, wanting to hear what else she had to say.

The girl did not disappoint him.

"When Hu Dalang married Xiao Xu, the bed was only made two years ago, so it should be exceptionally sturdy. But it still creaks and groans all night long."

But Xu's cries were surprisingly loud and unrestrained. They sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure. Unlike her usual sharp voice, they carried a hint of allure.

At first, Hu Dalang was still mindful of Yu Tingwan next door and would cover Xiao Xu's mouth. But later, Xiao Xu would whisper some unpleasant things in his ear, which provoked him to the point of disregarding everything.

The noise kept Yu Tingwan awake. She had to get up early every day to prepare breakfast. And yet, she couldn't even knock on their door to ask them to quiet down.

Having come this far, the young girl couldn't help but continue.

"After the busy farming season, in order to supplement the family income, my uncle would travel around the streets and alleys with a peddler, and even went to the city. He wasn't at home every day. Hu Yaozu stayed at the academy and rarely came back."

Yu Tingwan said with certainty, "Wang is not deaf, she must have heard it too! But she is eager to have a grandson."

"But she was afraid that Hu Dalang would ruin his health by indulging in women, so she always treated Xiao Xushi with disdain."

"He'll definitely want to call Xiao Xu a vixen."

Wei Zhao didn't understand why he had to listen to these things.

But after the girl said so much, he always had to give her a perfunctory response.

"Why didn't you scold me?"

Yu Tingwan looked at him with a strange expression.

She declared confidently, "But the real vixen in the house is me."

Wei Zhao:......

You seem quite pleased with yourself.

Yu Tingwan: "Later, Hu Dazhu came back early at night and happened to run into him."

My niece is still a young girl! How can she listen to such things! Hu Dazhu felt ashamed just listening to it.

Unable to scold his daughter-in-law, Hu Dazhu's face darkened, and he banged on the door, calling Hu Dalang out.

"After that night, Hu Dalang had a slap mark on his face."

For the next month, Hu Dalang didn't dare speak to Yu Tingwan. And from then on, things quieted down a lot next door.

After Yu Tingwan finished speaking, she returned to the previous topic.

"Won't our tatami mat collapse?"

She said worriedly, "If it collapses, we'll have to sleep on the floor at night."

Yu Tingwan glanced at Wei Zhao, whose expression had turned grave.

"That's true, I'm asking you what results you can get."

Wei Shen is a newbie too!
Although she has a thicker skin than most girls, she can still feel shy.

Yu Tingwan was also very considerate: "You're still injured, so be careful later."

She spoke these words with a calm expression, as if she were completing a task that had to be done.

The adoring, flirtatious gaze that the noble ladies of the capital gave Wei Zhao never appeared on Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan, wanting to start and finish quickly, didn't hesitate or dawdle. She found a comfortable position and continued lying down, reaching to unbutton her clothes. Unlike Wei Zhao's slowness, she moved quickly.

Wei Zhao's eyelids twitched, and he saw the girl's collar open, revealing her fair and snow-white skin.

I don't know if all women are like this, or if she is exceptionally fair-skinned.

How can someone be so white?

Wei Zhao, who was about to step back, turned his gaze to a deeper level, but after staring at the bed for a moment, he sat down on the couch and was about to lean over and reach out to touch it.

But the girl thought he was too slow, so she grabbed him, noticed his wound, and pulled him towards herself.

Wei Zhao collapsed without warning.

Beneath him were the girl's bright eyes and brows, her soft body, and her chest rising and falling with her breath.

It's as if she won't push him away, and can let him take whatever he wants.

When has Wei Zhao ever been so intimate with a woman?

When he came of age, the Duchess of Shun arranged a concubine for him, but Wei Zhao didn't even glance at her and sent her away directly.

He was not lustful.

Even at night, there is very little need for relief.

Just then, Yu Tingwan whispered a complaint in his ear.

"You're so heavy."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

If Wei Zhao didn't know who Yu Tingwan was, he would have thought she was deliberately provoking him.

Wei Zhao was, after all, a man.

Fortunately, all he wants now is to die.

Despite Yu Tingwan's apparent knowledge, she lacked practical experience. Meanwhile, Wei Zhao, the man who was supposed to take the initiative, acted like a block of wood.

The two stared at each other, locked in a stalemate for a long time.

Outside, there was the sound of laughter and chatter from the crowd, along with the sounds of the village head and others drinking and playing drinking games; it was very lively.

The room was deathly silent.

Yu Tingwan waited for a long time before hesitatingly asking, "You... can't do it?"

Wei Zhao moved, reaching out to loosen the girl's open collar and peering inside.

Whether it was due to his poor health or the wind outside, his fingertips felt unusually cold.

Yu Tingwan shuddered, her body tense, and she subconsciously held her breath as she felt Wei Zhao's hand slide down to the back of her neck.

The next instant, something was pulled out.

It's the amulet that Yu Tingwan has been wearing these past few days.

Wei Zhao held it in his palm, as if his empty, fragmented heart was being temporarily pieced together.

His mood improved considerably, and he looked at the shocked Yu Tingwan, mimicking her tone: "Then... can you teach me?"

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Is that even reasonable of you?

The girl, who had taken the initiative multiple times, finally became angry and embarrassed.

"If you don't want it, then don't beg me later!"

Wei Zhao didn't think that day would ever come.

Her face was stern: "Get out of the way!"

Wei Zhao didn't move: "You should have thought of this when you pulled me down."

What do you think?
Did you think that when you sat down next to me, it wasn't for me?
Wei Zhao said slowly, "I can't get up."

What can Yu Tingwan do?
Even if she was angry, she would still push Wei Zhao aside.

The virtuous woman thought for a moment and then covered him with a blanket.

She grabbed her collar and walked out.

Just as Wei Zhao was about to close his eyes, he heard footsteps coming and going.

Yu Tingwan walked faster and faster, stopped in front of the bed, and punched him again in frustration.

Wei Zhao:......

Oh well, it's not like it's the first time I've been beaten up.

(End of this chapter)