Chapter 342: Chapter 342 “Peeking at My Own Lady, How Can That Be Called Sneaking?

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Lovers who haven’t seen each other for a long time naturally reunite with intense passion.

But Zhao Xiyan quickly came to his senses.

It was the silky feeling in his two hands that woke him up.

Seeing that Qi Yue was still wearing the same simple robe from earlier, he hurried into the room, placed her on the couch, and wrapped her up with a blanket from nearby.

Qi Yue thought he was just worried she might catch cold, so she tried hard to wriggle her upper body out of the blanket.

But with Zhao Xiyan’s hands clutching the blanket, she found it difficult to move at all from the neck down.

“Zhao Xiyan, let go a bit, I’m not cold.”

The sleep robe she was wearing was self-heating, and even in winter, she wouldn’t feel cold in it.

“I’m hot.” Zhao Xiyan stared at her with burning eyes, his beautiful cheeks a bit flushed, seemingly very heated.

For a moment, Qi Yue didn’t catch on and blurted out a response.

“If you’re hot, why don’t you take off your clothes?”

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As soon as she said it, she caught on.

It turned out Zhao Xiyan was…

She quickly hung her head like a quail and wrapped herself up tighter in the blanket.

When she was alone, she had been a bit careless.

“Do you still want to take them off now?” Zhao Xiyan’s voice came from above her head with a hint of a teasing smile.

“Whatever you want, if you feel like taking it off, then go ahead.” She continued to talk tough from within the blanket.

The next second, she heard a “click” sound, quickly looked up, and her heart immediately started to pound.

That rascal Zhao Xiyan actually had unbuckled his belt and removed his outer robe.

Qi Yue didn’t know whether to panic or be annoyed, and instinctively, she asked.

“Are you really taking it off?”

Zhao Xiyan calmly unbuckled yet another layer.

“Wasn’t it you who told me to undress?”

Qi Yue was speechless.

This man really didn’t play by the rules, did he?

Was he really intending to do something before they were married?

Although she wasn’t entirely opposed and felt confident enough to accept it, it somehow lacked romance, which was quite unsatisfying.

As he threw his clothes onto the couch one by one, Qi Yue’s heartbeat grew fiercer, a sense of dizziness swept over her, and she nearly fainted several times.

Just when she thought Zhao Xiyan was about to come closer, she heard his footsteps recede instead.

She quickly looked up and, indeed, saw Zhao Xiyan hurriedly heading to the washroom, dressed in snow-white undergarments.

With the door shut, the sound of running water soon followed.

When she first had the courtyard renovated, she had had the washroom redone, bringing in a water supply.

Bathing was convenient, though the water was cold.

She got off the couch and tentatively called out at the doorway,

“Xiyan, are you taking a bath?”

“Hmm…”

“Should I have someone heat up some water for you?!”

There was a moment’s hesitation before a “no need” came from inside.

“It’s so cold, bathing in cold water won’t be comfortable. Let me have someone heat up…”

“No need…” Zhao Xiyan’s voice sounded like he was struggling to suppress something, “Yueyue, go put on your clothes, and we’ll talk later.”

“Pfft…”

The modern woman Qi Yue finally caught on to what Zhao Xiyan meant and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

She had thought Zhao Xiyan would be audacious and presumptuous, but it turned out he was just as meek as she was, all bluster and no bite.

“Yueyue, what are you laughing at?”

Qi Yue quickly covered her mouth and tiptoed to the inner chamber, taking Zhao Xiyan’s clothes into the space with her.

Knowing the man was particular about cleanliness, and that he seldom liked wearing clothes he had already taken off,

fortunately, she had prepared quite a few sets of his clothes here.

She quickly changed into a new set of her own, came out of the space, and also got a set ready for Zhao Xiyan, placing it on the shelf outside the washroom.

Hearing the continuous sound of water, she mischievously called out again,

“Brother Xiyan, I’ve fetched some clean clothes for you. Shall I bring them in for you?”

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As she spoke, she deliberately twisted the door handle of the washroom.

“…just leave it outside,” came Zhao Xiyan’s somewhat flustered voice from the bathroom.

Qi Yue tried to stifle her laughter and knocked deliberately on the door twice.

“I’ll put it on the rack outside then.”

“…Okay.” It took Zhao Xiyan quite a while to respond, his voice bearing a hint of grinding his teeth.

Qi Yue stuck out her tongue in haste and went back to tidying up by the couch.

Since he had already arrived, there was no need to write the letter.

She quickly tidied everything up, moved the tea set over, took out the self-heating kettle, and began to brew tea.

On such a cold night, it was indeed delightful to have a bit of wine.

But with just the two of them, a lone man and a single woman, better not.

Before long, steam was rising from the tea, and Zhao Xiyan had come out as well.

Clean and neat in his dark attire, he looked even more dashing and celestial under the bright lamplight.

Qi Yue was so captivated that she forgot she was still holding the steaming kettle in her hand.

“Put down what you’re holding first, can’t you look after that?”

A pair of warm hands gripped hers, took the kettle from her, and then checked her delicate hands for any burns.

“Don’t do this in the future, I’m not going anywhere. If you burn your hands, it’s going to break my heart…”

His voice was reprimanding, and with a gaze filled with grievances, Qi Yue became even more dazed.

“If you get a burn, first rinse it under cold water, then apply burn cream; it’ll heal in a few days. If we speak of pain, it would be me hurting, so why would you be in pain?”

“Heh…” Zhao Xiyan chuckled softly, reaching out to pinch her chin, “Really, you’re so dazed. Is it that fascinating to look at?”

“Mhm, very handsome,” Qi Yue nodded earnestly.

“We have the whole night,” he said, already sitting down next to her, drawing her close.

“Yueyue, I’ve missed you so much.”

They hugged quietly for a while, slowly chatting.

It turned out Zhao Xiyan had already been to Rishengchang and knew most of what was going on.

“Why did you suddenly come over?”

“Didn’t I say, I missed you.”

“You came because you missed me? Is everything settled in Yecheng?”

“There was nothing to settle, the Fox King has gotten old and timid.”

“Hah, you sure talk big, don’t you?”

“Who asked for my Yueyue to be so formidable?”

“Why are you bringing it back to me again?”

“Can’t Yueyue guess?” Zhao Xiyan said with a smile, mentioning how Hei San and Hei Shun took a hot air balloon to inspect Donggao Camp.

“Now, the Fox King is just scared they’ll drop some deadly weapons, so he’s stopped all his drills and doesn’t dare to call his troops back, just worrying every day.”

Qi Yue imagined the scene and couldn’t help but laugh without reason.

“That sounds so fun, I want to try it too when I get back.”

“Good, I’ll join you,” he replied.

Afterward, they discussed the recent events, with Zhao Xiyan feeling a bit of retrospective fear.

“Yueyue, I heard about it from Hei Lie, and I was so worried. Don’t be so reckless and rush in alone next time, okay?”

“What are you talking about? I wasn’t hurt at all.”

“To cause such a commotion and still say nothing happened? For this kind of thing, let me handle it.”

“What, you think I’m some delicate flower?”

“As long as you’re not a Charming Ghost, Yueyue is perfect in any way.”

“You, how did you sneak a peek at someone else’s note?”

“My own wife, why would I need to sneak a peek?”

“Yah, who said I’m your wife? We’re not even married yet?”

“Even if we’re not married, Yueyue is still my wife.”

“Marquis Xiaozhao is quite domineering, huh… Hahaha…”

“Domineering, am I?… Then I really should act a bit more domineering…”

“Mm….”