109 Their Intimate Moment 2 (1/2)

Yao Ying looked at her in disbelief. ”Really? Why didn't I hear about it?”

Xiao Yu bit her lower lips and thought to herself, 'How can Young Master hear me when you are in deep lust and enjoy your feast?' However, she didn't dare to talk it out loud. This was the second time she was met by such a scene. She should probably be careful when she went inside her masters' room. She wouldn't survive if she kept seeing this type of scene. It would taint her virgin mind!

Xiao Yu didn't know how to explain herself without offending her masters, so she could only put the light snacks on the table and kneeled down, ”This servant has done something wrong. Please punish this servant!”

Yao Ling, who covered her whole body with a quilt out of embarrassment, finally decided to peek and see Xiao Yu. Her whole face was blushing and Yao Ying felt she looked so attractive. Yao Ling bit her lower lip and said, ”Husband! Don't tease Xiao Yu anymore! It's just an accident.”

Yao Ying nodded and told Xiao Yu to stand up. ”Next time, just wait until you hear us clearly say you can come in, okay?” Yao Ying gave him a reminder. He didn't want to be seen when they were making love.

”Yes, Young Master.” Then, Xiao Yu hesitantly added, ”If Young Master and Young Mistress want to have a light bite to eat, the snacks and tea are ready.”

”Xiao Yu, can you go out first? I want to tidy myself up first,” Yao Ling said in embarrassment.

”This servant can help you, Young Mistress.”

”No need. Just wait outside for a little while and I will call you later.” Yao Ling didn't want Xiao Yu to see the state she was in, after all, her robe was all tattered because of a certain beast! Xiao Yu seemed to understand her thought, so she quickly curtsied and went out. It wasn't a secret that Young Mistress didn't really like to be served.

Yao Ling removed the quilt and saw the real condition of her white robe. She was heartbroken! The robe was personally embroidered by her because she loved the soft feeling of the fabric when it touched her skin. This was the last batch of fabric that she painfully searched around. The fabric was first brought by a customer and she said it was a rare fabric. She felt like crying in despair.

Yao Ling glared at Yao Ying who tried to appear innocent in front of her. ”How could you?!” She scowled at him, feeling really angry. If she didn't like the robe, it was fine, but she really liked it!

Yao Ying felt guilty and asked for forgiveness. ”I'm sorry, Ling-er. I just couldn't hold myself back because you are so alluring.” The man shamelessly admitted his mistake. ”I will compensate you and buy a new one.”

”I want the same fabric.” Yao Ling relented and knew that he could use Fu Rong's resources to find the same fabric once again.

”Of course...” Yao Ying coaxed his wife until she felt satisfied and he sighed in relief. It seemed like he had to buy a lot of stocks for this fabric. He could imagine himself tearing her robe in passion every time they did it. 'En...' He thought to himself. Better be safe than sorry later.

Yao Ling looked at the pitiful state of her robe but decided not to throw it out. She should probably modify it to make something out of it. She didn't want to waste any excess fabrics. Yao Ling was a little bit perturbed so she didn't realize how she taunted Yao Ying with the state she was in.

When she looked pitifully at her robe, she forgot that she was only wearing her dudou and underpants. From behind, Yao Ying could see her white naked back perfectly clear. After all, her dudou was backless and have cloth strings that tie around the neck and back. Yao Ying groaned to himself. This wife of him would really be the death of him. He could look but he couldn't touch. Oh... the agony!

The woman didn't have a sense of property at all! She was usually very shy! How come she suddenly become brave? Yao Ying complained to himself because Yao Ling indeed stirred his arousal once again. He could feel his hardness and decided to ask her, ”Ling-er! Please be more responsible!”

Yao Ling looked up and stared at him in surprise. ”Responsible? About what?”

Yao Ying pointed down at his building tent and raised one of his eyebrows. ”Of course about this!”

Yao Ling saw where he pointed at and her face was beet red, feeling abashed. She closed both of her eyes with both of her hands and peeked. The tent was still there and it wasn't going to go softer anytime soon. ”What... what do you mean? Why am I the one who should be responsible?”