Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 477: Just Separate Them

It was impossible to ask Lu Qin and his mother to move. Even Lu Jin would not do that. Lu Jin was not a merciless person. But if none of them move, how secure would it be?

Even if no one would steal it, Lu Jin would still feel uncomfortable.

“Well, the house is so huge. Why don’t you just separate it into half?” Yan Huan asked, as if it was unintentional. Actually it was not her idea but Lu Qin’s. Lu Qin wanted the house from the start, but it was under his uncle’s name, so it would not be his, unless Lu Jin’s family completely perished.

He wanted half of the house, but it depended on Lu Jin’s willingness. In her previous life, Lu Yi did not agree. In this life, Yan Huan felt that using half of the house to trade for a peace of mind was worth it.

Moreover, even if it were split, it would not belong to Lu Qin.

They would just be living in separate spaces.

“Separate?”

Ye Shuyun kept on repeating the word.

“Yeah, separate then. Lu Jin, let’s do it when we get back. We don’t need that much space anyway. Lu Qin has grown up too. He has to marry someday. Do you still want his family to stay with his uncle? Even if we split the house, we have never lived on their side anyway. After that, you can safely hang your Wu Daozi, Ouyang Xiu, and your other junk, can’t you?”

Hearing this, Lu Jin felt that it was justifiable. Just separate it then. But he was reluctant to give away half of his house to Lu Qin.

Ye Shuyun hummed unhappily in her heart. It was such a steal for the second brother’s family.

But there was no other way since she wanted to keep face. She still remembered the disgusting, jeering faces of Lu Qin and his mother when Lu Jin was in trouble.

Yan Huan now felt that her mother-in-law was no softie. But, she remembered that in her previous life, Ye Shuyun kneeled down before Yan Huan and begged her to save Lu Yi, but she did not, and she felt guilty about that.

She remembered what she owed others and what others owed her.

When Lu Yi came back at night, Yan Huan sat at the corner of the bed, examining a drawing.

Lu Yi put down his own things, walked over, and sat down. He took over the painting in Yan Huan’s hands, “Oh, Wu Daozi’s. The Miaos sent this over?”

“Yep. I didn’t expect them to really give it up. I feel like I’m digging their hearts.”

“This is what you dug up,” Lu Yi rolled up the painting scroll, “Keep it well.”

Yan Huan took that as Lu Yi’s compliment to her. She then put her head on Lu Yi’s lap. “Dad sent it here for safekeeping. He said that it wasn’t safe in the house. I didn’t even dare to open it in front of him.”

“Why?” Lu Yi took up the painting to prevent Yan Huan from squashing it underneath her butt. His Dad would go crazy if that happened.

“Why else?” Yan Huan was bending her own fingers, “Your Dad was like holding a ticking time bomb. He even wiped the table before he put it down. I just wanted to take a look. But when I opened the box, your Dad’s face looked like I was digging his flesh and drinking his blood. He almost wanted to snatch it from me. So I could only take it out after he has left. But it was just a dull painting. Is this really a national treasure?”

Lu Yi put the painting aside. The painting was processed so that it was isolated from air, preserving it through time, preventing discoloration.

“Art is priceless. Just like this painting, it is the wisdom of our ancestors, the essence of our five thousand years of history. You can’t eat or drink it, but it is precious.”

Yan Huan touched her own face, but Lu Yi’s thick hair on his thighs poked her face. She plucked a hair and Lu Yi frowned in pain.

It was her fault, but she blamed it on him. What an illogical girl.

“Mom and Dad want to build a wall,” Yan Huan caressed Lu Yi’s legs softly, as if apologizing for what she did.

She was talking about the wall, but she was also poking his leg; it was quite tingly, and enticing.

“Separating the house into two parts, giving Lu Qin a part, and we’ll never have to see them again,” Yan Huan stood up uncomfortably, and sat back down, then she leaned onto Lu Yi’s arms. At least there were not much hair there. But his muscles were pretty hard so it was not comfortable.

This man trained his body into a bundle of muscle as hard as bricks.

Lu Yi was quite aroused by Yan Huan’s actions, and his body was reacting well. He expertly put his hands into her clothes and grabbed her soft lump.

“It feels… bigger, but the hand feels is as nice as always.”

Yan Huan caught his hand. She was talking about serious matters, but the boiling hand softened her entire body. She wanted him to be rougher, to be stronger.

She felt like she had turned naughty, very naughty.

“I haven’t eaten yet…” Yan Huan moaned, her two fair legs were touching each other from time to time. She was aroused too. They had been rather harmonious in bed.

Sometimes it might happen several times in a night. Husband and wife were the closest person to begin with, and the touch of the body combined their soul into one.

“Later,” Lu Yi’s breathing had also changed. He was like an arrow on the bowstring that was about to let loose.

“When is later?” Yan Huan’s face was red, her heart was beating fast, her voice was almost a moan.

“We’ll see,” Lu Yi stopped her. He had to focus on his job now.

The delivery guy outside put his hands around his head, as if he had lost his will to live.

Why is he here again? He had been waiting at the door while carrying the take-out for a long time.

Knock knock, he knocked again. Dude, can you open the door?

The door creaked open. It was still the man in white bathing robes. The delivery guy was envious of his body. Look at that chest, and that arm. Someone like this was bound to have a six-pack. Only someone who trained regularly could have such a good body. He was also a little scared of this man. Taking a punch from him would be no laughing joke.

“Umm, your take-out,” he carried both bags carefully with shaking hands.