Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law-Chapter 406: Tender Affection

Xiangyang City.

Nightfall.

After Chen Mo accompanied the ladies for dinner, as they left one by one, Yi Shiyin sneaked up to Chen Mo, her cheeks blushing as she whispered, "Husband, you must come tonight. I have a gift to give you."

Chen Mo pinched her little face, indicating he would certainly come.

Chen Mo knew that tonight, he would be quite busy.

But there was no choice; since he had attracted so many women, he had to take care of each one.

If he wanted family harmony, he must not favor concubines over his wife.

Although Wu Mi might not say anything, it greatly affects the family.

So he first went to Wu Mi.

By coincidence, today was the last day of Wu Mi’s period, so naturally, she couldn’t accompany Chen Mo.

"Husband, go see An Niang. While you were away, to avoid missing you all day long, An Niang has kept busy with Ning Wan, working on the matters of the restaurant, and she’s become much thinner. Sometimes when she’s idle, I’ve noticed several times that An Niang takes the things you gave her and stares at them for a long time." Wu Mi said.

"What about you, Mi’Er?"

"I’m fine, plus my period is still ongoing, so I can’t accompany you. If I make you stay here, it would be too selfish." Since marrying Chen Mo, Wu Mi was learning the role of a Marquis’s wife.

Chen Mo hugged Wu Mi tightly: "Having a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"

Wu Mi blinked her almond eyes, voluntarily giving Chen Mo a kiss: "Husband, go quickly. I bet An Niang is getting anxious waiting for you."

...

Indeed, Han Anniang was waiting for Chen Mo.

The door was slightly ajar.

Chen Mo entered the room; under the soft lamp light, a graceful and captivating figure appeared before his eyes. She was dressed in a brown ru skirt, the fabric thin, revealing a faint flesh color and outlining a beautiful hourglass figure. The tie of the inner garment was faintly visible. Her cheeks were delicately made-up, red lips like roses, clearly touched up after dinner once she returned to the room.

Han Anniang was one of those voluptuous beauties, so even a bit thin wouldn’t be noticeable unless looked at closely.

"Erlang, you’re here." Han Anniang’s voice was gentle, filled with endless joy and longing. But out of modesty, she didn’t throw herself into Chen Mo’s arms like Yi Shiyin.

After Chen Mo closed the door, he immediately stepped forward and embraced Han Anniang: "An Niang, you’ve lost weight."

"They say being thinner looks better, so I thought about losing some weight." Han Anniang nestled in Chen Mo’s arms, greedily sniffing his scent, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

"Sister-in-law, your figure is perfect. No need to lose weight, besides, having some flesh is comfortable to touch." Chen Mo was being quite mischievous.

Upon hearing Chen Mo’s change in address, Han Anniang understood immediately. After all, they’d already discussed these things before, and blushed: "Uncle is really unruly, coming over and being so handsy without speaking first."

"Talking together later won’t delay anything."

Chen Mo, horizontally cradling Han Anniang, walked towards the bed, his hands wandering.

Han Anniang had thought about this too, and had long adapted to such marital life, so her hands cooperatively encircled Chen Mo’s neck.

Chen Mo placed Han Anniang on the bed and started to undress.

Han Anniang also wanted to undress, but Chen Mo said: "Sister-in-law, just keep your clothes on."

Han Anniang: "..."

Her face blushing a bit more, she not only didn’t refuse but instead turned around, laying in position.

Yet Chen Mo said: "I want to see sister-in-law’s face."

Han Anniang complied naturally.

...

The autumn night wind was strong, blowing in through the window, causing the bed to sway.

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed...

The lamp in the room remained lit, the place slightly messy, a bellyband and robe thrown on the floor, and the bellyband’s tie was even broken.

The curtain had been pulled up again, releasing the heat inside, with Han Anniang lying on her side on Chen Mo’s arm, wearing a tattered ru skirt, half covering half revealing, full of allure, cheeks slightly red, adorned with fine sweat.

The prolonged irritation and boredom had been vented, even her spirits had improved.

"Uncle is getting more and more skilled." Han Anniang stroked Chen Mo’s chest, her face full of tenderness.

Chen Mo gently caressed Han Anniang’s beautiful back and asked about the restaurant: "How is Fu Ze Restaurant doing?"

"Not bad, but business isn’t great from June to September, plus people are tired of listening to your story and want to know the next plot." Han Anniang said honestly.

"In the hot weather, and with the harvest season in August and September, it’s normal for fewer people to eat hotpot. But with winter approaching, business will pick up again." Chen Mo kneaded dough: "As for the story, you could write to me about it."

"I was worried about bothering you with such small matters, fearing you’d be too busy." Han Anniang said.

"Writing a story doesn’t take much time." Saying so, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then asked about Ning Wan.

"She’s fine. Uncle indeed attracted her, but it’s alright. In the hearts of the sisters at the manor, they’ve already deemed her to be yours." Han Anniang said.

Chen Mo: "..."

Well, it saves him from announcing it later.

After cuddling with Han Anniang for a while, Chen Mo suddenly got up, leaving the bed, dressed, and turned back to lift Han Anniang: "Sister-in-law, time to go to Xiaolu’s."

"You should go alone, carrying me... Why?" Han Anniang blushed, knowing Chen Mo’s intentions.

"Xiaolu said she has a gift for me, bring sister-in-law along to take a look." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Then wait for me to put on proper clothes."

"No need, it’s just the next courtyard, a blanket will do."

...

In the neighboring courtyard’s room, Yi Shiyin was both nervous and expectant, clutching her skirt so tightly it formed a ball.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside.

Yi Shiyin raised her brows, settling properly by the bedside.

Soon, the door opened.

Yi Shiyin wore the green dress from when she married Chen Mo, her ink-black hair styled like the wedding night, clearly having just bathed, her skin carrying a hint of blush, at nineteen, she had shed her innocence and revealed the vibrant charm of a young woman.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, Yi Shiyin first brightened with joy, but her face froze when she saw Han Anniang in his arms, clutching the skirt tightly: "Ms. An’niang, why... why are you here too?"

"???"

Han Anniang’s face showed embarrassment too. After all, they had served uncle together more than once, logically seeing her and uncle arrive together wouldn’t trigger such a startled expression. She felt a bit uneasy and frowned: "What’s wrong with Xiaolu? Not welcoming me?"

"No."

Yi Shiyin reacted quickly, realizing she misspoke, hurriedly getting up to greet.