She was being petty? With a sidelong glance, Mu Dan smiled at Jiang Changyang, “Sweet is unappealing, sour isn’t tasty, but mutton is delicious, isn’t it?”
“Hey…” Jiang Changyang chuckled, “Why do you keep harping on about this? It’s just a simple meal, and with Pan Rong accompanying me, what’s the big deal?”
Mu Dan laughed, “If you don’t like it, I won’t harp on it anymore. You love cold mutton, right? I’ll make sure you have it every meal from now on. Let’s see if you get sick of it!”
“I like it. It’s such a blessing to have you harping on me.” Jiang Changyang raised his hands, covering his face with a smile. ” I’ve realized that eating too much cold mutton gets tiresome. Right now, I want something sweet and sour.”
“Annoying!” Mu Dan slapped his hand away, took off her shoes and socks, and dipped her feet into the stream.
“Come out, come out! Who allowed you to soak your feet in cold water?” Jiang Changyang quickly grabbed her feet. “You’re weak and soaking in cold water? Are you trying to get sick so I have to take care of you?”
“I’m not that fragile.” Mu Dan wouldn’t let him pull her feet out.
With one hand, Jiang Changyang seized both of hers and used the other to grab her foot. “Quick, get it out! If people see my wife’s feet, I’m at a huge loss!”
“Spit!” Mu Dan kicked him, splashing water all over Jiang Changyang, drenching half of his clothes. Jiang Changyang blinked and kicked back, splashing water onto Mu Dan’s face and head. With her hands tightly held by him, Mu Dan couldn’t wipe the water off, so she squinted and wiped her face on her shoulder, spitting out some water. “So dirty!” she cursed, kicking the water in an attempt to retaliate.
Jiang Changyang, with a hoarse voice, murmured, “So embarrassing…”
Noticing something odd in his tone, Mu Dan looked up and saw him staring at her with a sly smile. She glanced down and realized that her rouge-colored thin gauze blouse and green corset were soaked through, making the already sheer fabric transparent and clinging to her chest, revealing everything beneath. Furious and embarrassed, she pushed Jiang Changyang away, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked around, muttering, “This is your fault!”
Standing in the thigh-deep water, Jiang Changyang watched Mu Dan’s embarrassed and anxious expression. On an impulse, he moved closer, pried her legs apart, leaned in, and whispered, “Dan Niang…”
His green robe, soaked through, revealed his muscular and masculine physique. Mu Dan suddenly recalled the previous night in the star-lit room, his sweat-drenched embrace, and his whispers of her name. Her heart skipped a beat, and she hoarsely asked, “What are you doing?” She then pushed him away, “There are people around, they’ll see…”
Jiang Changyang didn’t move, withdrawing his hand from her shoulder and slowly untying his belt.
“What are you doing?” Mu Dan was alarmed, her face turning crimson. She lightly kicked him, “What are you doing? Get up here!” She then realized the ambiguity and blushed even more.
With a mischievous smile, Jiang Changyang wrung out his wet outer robe and gently draped it over her shoulders, taking the opportunity to touch her. He leaned in and lightly bit her ear, whispering, “Don’t worry, I’ll be up in a moment.”
As his warm body brushed against her knee, Mu Dan felt as if she had been scalded, and she instinctively flinched, almost jumping up. “I hate you! You’re such a nuisance!” She glared at him, withdrew her feet from the water without drying them, put on her shoes, and walked away. Before leaving, she mischievously threw his boots far away.
“Dan Niang! Give me back my boots!” Jiang Changyang saw her childish behavior, both annoyed and amused. His Dan Niang was always so endearing, making his heart ache with both fondness and frustration. The stream flowed quietly, the evening breeze rustled through the treetops, and Fang Yuan bathed in the evening sunlight, creating a serene and beautiful scene. Such a peaceful and beautiful life was worth all his efforts and sacrifices.
Mu Dan, with her wet hair, draped in a wet man’s robe, with water dripping from her skirt, walked boldly into the house, passing by Lin Mama and Shuer, who were chatting at the door, and Shuai Shuai, who was dozing off.
No one had ever seen Mu Dan in such a state. Lin Mama and Shuer exchanged glances, and Shuai Shuai, after a moment’s delay, hesitantly called out, “Mu Dan?”
Mu Dan kicked off her wet shoes and threw Jiang Changyang’s robe on the floor. “I accidentally stepped into the stream. Prepare some water for a bath,” she commanded loudly.
“Right away!” Lin Mama quickly pushed Shuer to prepare the bath and entered the house. Seeing the man’s robe on the floor, she cautiously picked it up. Mu Dan said, “Don’t pick it up! Let him pick it up himself when he comes back!”
Lin Mama, recognizing it as Jiang Changyang’s morning robe, felt relieved and put it down, laughing as she retrieved a towel to wipe Mu Dan’s face and hair. “Be more careful. It’s not just about being laughed at; what if you catch a cold?”
Mu Dan kept her head down, not saying a word.
Lin Mama sighed, finding clean clothes for Mu Dan. “Shall I help you change?”
“Mama, you can leave now.” Only in his undergarments, Jiang Changyang walked in with a proud demeanor, as if he were wearing his general’s armor.
Lin Mama glanced at the two of them with a strange expression, blushing as she quickly exited, carefully closing the door behind her and clutching her chest. Shuer, holding a bowl of soap beans, saw her strange behavior and asked, “Mama, what’s wrong?”
Lin Mama quickly shook her head, “Nothing!” She then pulled Shuer away. “Let’s go.”
Shuer, not seeing Jiang Changyang enter, raised the crystal bowl. “There’s no soap beans in the bathroom. I need to take these to Mother and serve her.”
The door creaked open, and Jiang Changyang reached out to take the crystal bowl. “Give it to me, you can go now.”
Lin Mama and Shuer exchanged a glance and both blushed as they moved away.
Jiang Changyang placed the crystal bowl on the table and bent down to pick up his clothes. “Mu Dan, you’re too much. You wear my robe and then throw it on the floor, toss my boots, and make me walk barefoot in the flowerbed, getting my feet all muddy. Whose wife dares to be like you? You deserve a spanking…”
Mu Dan threw down the towel and got up to prepare for her bath. “You deserve it! Who made me like this? I had to sneak back here, and you didn’t see Lin Mama and Shuer’s faces. Even Shuai Shuai almost didn’t recognize me. It’s all your fault!”
As she tried to close the door, Jiang Changyang quickly blocked it. “I bathe first.”
Mu Dan frowned, “First come, first served, you know?”
“Seize the initiative!” Jiang Changyang laughed, shrugged off his shirt, and rushed towards the bathtub.
“What are you doing? Always taking advantage!” Mu Dan, in a sprint, grabbed his waist, kicked off her shoes, and quickly jumped into the tub, sticking her tongue out at Jiang Changyang. However, Jiang Changyang raised an eyebrow, hooked his finger, and stepped into the tub with a triumphant look.
“What are you doing!” Mu Dan barely shouted before feeling a chill as her green corset flew off. Jiang Changyang pulled the hot water plug, and the warm water poured over them, splashing and creating a cascade of crystalline droplets. Enveloped in the steam and water droplets, Mu Dan looked as beautiful as a dew-laden peony flower in the morning. Jiang Changyang’s eyes darkened as he traced circles on her delicate skin with his fingers. He stared into her eyes and whispered hoarsely, “This time, where will you run?”
Trembling, Mu Dan watched as her wolfish man leaned down, gently holding her chest, kissing the rosy tips, making them harden like ripe berries. His hands roamed her jade-like skin, exploring every inch, sometimes light, sometimes firm, occasionally teasing her most sensitive spots.
Listening to Mu Dan’s gasps, sensing her body’s changes and desires, Jiang Changyang whispered in her ear, “Dan Niang, call me.”
Mu Dan, with her eyes half-closed, softly responded, “Cheng Feng…”
Jiang Changyang lightly licked her neck, breathing heavily. “Tell me, what do you want?”
“You…” Before Mu Dan could finish, she felt herself lifted and positioned on his waist. As they joined, they both shuddered with happiness, gazing into each other’s eyes, wholly immersed, wanting to give their best to one another, to provide the most unforgettable pleasure.
In the steamy mist, Mudan clung weakly to Jiang Changyang. He lifted her and set her down, turning her over and over, opening and closing her. He seemed infinitely strong, like a powerful wave in the ocean, while she was a small boat, pushed to one peak after another by his force.
Amidst the rise and fall, Mudan saw the starlight and Jiang Changyang’s joyful face pass before her eyes. She suddenly gripped his arm tightly and called out softly, “…Chengfeng…”
Her phoenix eyes were enchanting, shining like stars. Water droplets fell from the tips of her ebony hair, making her rosy, lotus-like skin appear even more translucent. Her full, red lips parted slightly, and she looked like a bewitching flower spirit. This sight excited Jiang Changyang even more, making him intensify his movements until Mudan choked out a plea for mercy. Only then did he slow down, tenderly and gently, yet unwilling to let her go, wishing he could start all over again.
Mudan lay delicately against his chest, her long, curled eyelashes glistening with water droplets. Her enchanting eyes were half-closed as she murmured, “I’m tired…”
“You little tease…” A delicate string in Jiang Changyang’s heart was suddenly plucked. He tensed, gripped Mudan’s slender waist, and surged forward with renewed vigor.