The Noble Woman's Guide On How to Tease One's Husband

Chapter 22 - Intense Flame

The Noble Woman's Guide On How to Tease One's Husband – Chapter 22

Translated by: Oinkoink

Chapter 22 – Intense Flame

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Ye Huaiyang felt if Lu Heng and Tang Qingfeng were on the spot, they would have been hoisted and beaten up when she recalled this scene later. One for putting a pornographic picture in the attic and the other for not guarding downstairs that enabled Wang Yaru to get up and mess things around which might practically caused the death of Chu Jinglan.

Although Wang Yaru seemed innocent, she was in fact very scheming. Seeing that Chu Jinglan was always alone in Chongxiao Pavilion, she had always wanted to come up to probe for information. She found the opportunity this time and climbed the stairs faster than anyone else and reached outside the door in no time.

Chu Jinglan and Ye Huaiyang were still rolling together.

It was already too late to return to Lingyun Pavilion from the wooden crossbar outside the terrace at this moment. Chu Jinglan raised his head and scanned around. Thinking of where to hide Ye Huaiyang, instead she spoke relaxingly, "If she sees it, then let her see. I will have my own ways to shut her up."

Chu Jinglan's face turned harsh and blackened as he indistinctly held in his anger, "This King wants you to shut your mouth."

Ye Huaiyang slightly pouted her pink lips, and kept quiet.

After only two knocks, slip of a slender shadow casted on the snow-gauze door panel and a gentle voice immediately seeped in, "Wangye, are you here? Qie is here to greet you?"

Chu Jinglan pulled Ye Huaiyang up too as he got up from the ground. He winded around the sandalwood table and opened the door of a cabinet at the corner then squeezed her in without any explanation.

Ye Huaiyang seated with her knees bent and looked indifferently. The enchanted look at the corners of her eyes had yet to fade which was extremely seductive. Chu Jinglan closed the cabinet door without looking when a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the lower hem of his robe. His eyes shifted to her face and saw her pointing at his clothes. He lowered his gaze when his face immediately turned black again.

It was smeared with women's face powder and eyes liner.

Going out this way would undoubtedly tell Wang Yaru that there was someone in this attic, what was the point of hiding Ye Huaiyang then? Chu Jinglan knitted his brows, before he could ponder deeply, the knocking sounded again. No one answered. The door panel was loosened and about to be pushed open. Chu Jinglan's face turned cold abruptly, Ye Huaiyang who was behind him unexpectedly pulled him into the cabinet.

The other door opened while this door closed. One place glowed obliquely and the other was dark and secluded.

"Yi? Wangye is not here?"

Wang Yaru put down the tray in her hand and made a circle in the room. Not seeing even a shadow, the footsteps gradually stopped. The two bodies in the cabinet were entangled together. Ye Huaiyang's hands were resting on Chu Jinglan's shoulders while Chu Jinglan's legs were tightly clasping her outbound sliding legs and were overlapped closely which was difficult to separate you or me. The light from the gap reflected her overly flushed face.

"You actually know how to be bashful."

Chu Jinglan mouthed silently. His thin lips slightly raised making it difficult to conceal the mockery. Ye Huaiyang mouthed back silently with poised, "I also know when the flower blooms, you must hurriedly pluck it."