The curtain separating the bedroom and living room is not lowered, and the red gauze canopy is hung up. The two maids clearly see the scene on the bed and are suddenly stunned, staring fixedly.
Qin Yuhang comes to his senses from the daze, pulling the blanket to embrace Ye Hui. Anyone would be displeased when interrupted during intimacy, and his face darkens as he glares at the two men, squeezing out a few words from his lips: “Get out now.”
Moqi and Ade are startled, then collect themselves, finding the bathtub from the corner and pouring the hot water into it.
“Miss, the madam said that since this is your first return home after marriage, you should wash away the fatigue from your husband’s home. I’ve tested the water, and it’s just right. Would you like to bathe?”
Ye Hui’s nervous emotions gradually calm down. In her previous life, she had seen all kinds of things in the world, and now she’s behaving like an incompetent little girl during an intimate moment. They say even geniuses become foolish in love – has she encountered the most important man in her life?
Impossible. Life is difficult; she’s just partnering with him to get by.
“I understand. You may leave. Remember to knock before entering in the future.”
The two maids have been close to their master since childhood and can enter at any time without knocking.
“Yes, we understand,” Moqi curtsies, pulling Ade out and closing the door.
“Damn,” Qin Yuhang’s angry expression fades, walking over to bolt the door, then turning back to see her elegant face, a look of affection flashing in his eyes: “Want to take a bath?”
“The water is ready, so let’s bathe!”
The first intimate encounter between a man and woman is memorable, and bathing is inevitable.
Qin Yuhang removes the blanket from her body, suppressing his racing heart, finds the waistband and unties it, one hand supporting her spine, the other supporting her buttocks, carrying her to the bathtub and placing her inside.
The scene of a beauty emerging from the bath is even more alluring, with snow-white shoulders without a blemish above the water surface, and two full mounds level with the water, shimmering in the candlelight, enough to make any man willingly drown in their beauty.
