Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 1007: Understanding Others

“Wait a moment.” At this critical moment, it was Jiao Wan’er who remained more composed, first stabilizing her husband outside before pointing to the back window, signaling Song Qingshu to escape through there. 

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief; he never expected to find himself in such a messy situation. However, since he had no intention of engaging in the despicable act of k!lling the husband and dominating his w!fe, his only option now was to flee. 

He hurriedly began to put on his clothes, tossing the scattered garments he had earlier thrown back to Jiao Wan’er, causing her to blush deeply. 

“What’s taking so long?” Luo Liru’s voice came from outside, clearly sounding suspicious. 

“Coming right away,” Jiao Wan’er replied, fastening the buttons of her cl0thing while pushing Song Qingshu towards the exit, urging him quietly, “Hurry up, hurry up!” 

Just as Song Qingshu was about to leave, he suddenly pointed at her lower abdomen with a strange expression and whispered, “I released quite a bit in there just now; what if Luo Liru sees it later? Wouldn’t that expose everything?” 

Jiao Wan’er’s face turned crimson, almost as if it could drip with water, and while pushing him, she said, “Don’t worry about that, I have my ways.” 

“Wan’er!” Luo Liru’s voice was clearly growing impatient. 

Knowing he couldn’t delay any longer, Song Qingshu quickly used his Qinggong and leaped out through the back window. After exiting, he felt uneasy and worried that if things went awry later, Luo Liru might become furious and something might happen to Jiao Wan’er. So, he crouched under the eaves, listening carefully to the commotion inside. 

Seeing Song Qingshu leave, Jiao Wan’er finally opened the door. 

“What took you so long?” Luo Liru entered and looked at her with confusion. 

Jiao Wan’er discreetly smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothing and replied with a calm expression, “Of course, I had to get dressed.” Before her husband could speak again, she quickly asked, “But what about you? Shouldn’t you be in Shandong? Why did you suddenly come here?” 

“Isn’t it to give you a surprise?” Luo Liru laughed heartily. 

“There’s no surprise, just a scare,” Jiao Wan’er thought to herself, feeling quite exasperated. 

“Oh dear, I’m exhausted! I traveled all the way here, and by the time I reached the gates of Yangzhou, they were already closed. I couldn’t wait for dawn when the gates would open, so I climbed over the city wall to get in,” Luo Liru said, stretching lazily as he walked over to the table to pour himself a drink. 

“Let me give you a shoulder massage,” Jiao Wan’er said, noticing her husband’s tired expression, feeling a wave of sympathy wash over her, along with a sense of guilt. She didn’t ask him how he knew to come here, as she had mentioned it in a letter during their correspondence. 

“That’s wonderful!” Luo Liru exclaimed with delight. 

Jiao Wan’er smiled sweetly; although her husband was a bit dull, he always gave her a warm feeling. Just as she was about to step forward to massage him, her expression suddenly changed to one of discomfort. The remnants of what Song Qingshu had left inside her were now trickling down her thigh, making her feel extremely uneasy. 

“What’s wrong?” Seeing her hesitate, Luo Liru asked kindly, “If you’re tired too, it’s fine. I’m strong; it doesn’t matter.” 

“Nothing’s wrong.” Hearing her husband’s words, Jiao Wan’er felt even more guilty. Ignoring the sticky sensation in her dress, she rushed over to give him a careful massage. 

“That feels so good~” Luo Liru closed his eyes, showing a hint of enjoyment. 

Jiao Wan’er pressed harder, “You still haven’t told me why you suddenly came to Yangzhou?” 

Luo Liru chuckled, “Hehe, not long ago, I was sent on business near Muyang. Since Muyang isn’t far from Yangzhou, I took the opportunity to come see you. I wonder if the big boss will blame me for neglecting my duties when he finds out.” 

“He wouldn’t dare!” Jiao Wan’er instinctively huffed, thinking to herself that since he had taken so many liberties with her, it would be too much if he made things difficult for him over such a trivial matter.

Outside, on the eaves, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but smile bitterly upon hearing those words. 

“Why wouldn’t he dare?” Luo Liru asked in surprise. 

It was only then that Jiao Wan’er realized she had let something slip. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and found a way to respond: “I meant that I am quite familiar with Qingqing and the Ninth Princess. If something were to happen on your side, I could ask them to intervene. The big boss surely wouldn’t dare to go against their wishes, right?” 

“That’s true,” Luo Liru replied with a smile, his face showing a hint of envy. “The big boss is a hero of unmatched prowess and has won the favor of both the Ninth Princess and Qingqing, not to mention that girl from the Wangwu Sect, who has made countless brothers in the camp yearn for her. Truly, he is blessed beyond measure.” 

“Hmph, do you want to learn to have three wives and four concubines like him?” Jiao Wan’er bit her lip, thinking to herself that he had also won over your wife. 

Luo Liru’s expression changed, and he quickly laughed, “How could I, Luo Li, have such virtue or ability? In this lifetime, having Wan’er as such a wonderful wife is already a blessing earned over several lifetimes. I wouldn’t dare to wish for anything more.” 

“Senior Brother~” Jiao Wan’er suddenly choked up, feeling deeply moved. This was why, even though Song Qingshu surpassed her husband in martial arts, looks, and power, she still firmly upheld this marriage. 

Staring at Jiao Wan’er’s flushed cheeks, Luo Liru felt that his wife appeared even more charming and beautiful than usual. Unable to help himself, he reached out to embrace her, saying, “Wan’er~” 

Song Qingshu, who was outside on the eaves, felt a jolt in his heart, thinking that the most troublesome situation had arrived. He wondered how Jiao Wan’er would handle it. If Luo Liru truly discovered something, he would have to go in to prevent Jiao Wan’er from being hurt. 

Feeling her husband’s inappropriate hand, Jiao Wan’er quickly pushed him away and stammered, “Senior Brother, Wan’er isn’t very convenient today.” With her dress in disarray, it was clear to anyone what was about to happen if they were to loosen their clothes. 

“Why isn’t it convenient?” Luo Liru was taken aback. 

Jiao Wan’er blushed and said, “It’s that time of the month for me…” 

“Uh~” Luo Liru’s face fell in disappointment. He had traveled a long distance only to coincidentally run into his wife’s peri0d. If he had known, he wouldn’t have tried to surprise her but would have communicated with her in advance. 

Seeing her husband’s disappointed expression, Jiao Wan’er felt even more guilty, thinking that she had just satisfied another m@n, yet she couldn’t fulfill her duties as a wife to her own husband. 

After a moment of thought, Jiao Wan’er suddenly pursed her lips and said, “Senior Brother, actually, I have a solution.” 

“What is it?” Luo Liru’s heart raced as he focused on his wife’s glistening lips, wondering if Wan’er was planning to use… Although they had been married for many years, his wife had always been reserved and conservative, exuding an air of untouchability. Moreover, it was clear that she had married him out of a sense of lowering herself. He cherished her dearly, treating her as if she were something fragile, afraid she might break or melt in his mouth. He would never dare to make excessive demands of her, and sometimes even thinking about it felt like an offense. 

However, if he knew that those very images he wouldn’t even dare to imagine had already been unlocked countless times by another m@n, one couldn’t help but wonder what his reaction would be.