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The next day, as soon as the flute got up, it was puzzled to find that the people around it were gone. The flute immediately rushed out of bed, but before he could push open the door, it was pushed open from the outside.

Yun Qiu carried a basin of hot water and said to the flute with a smile, "Master, wash your face …"

After Yun Qiu finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head bashfully, not daring to look at the flute. In the past, Yun Qiu had done this for his mother and Yun Dong, but he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. However, Yun Qiu found that he was very embarrassed now and was especially nervous.

For some reason, the flute did not move. Yun Qiu lowered his head, not seeing the expression of the flute, but thinking worriedly in his heart, Could it be that Yu'er's words were useless? Why not ask the flute if it's not satisfied with something?

Thinking this way, Yun Qiu wanted to raise her head to ask the night flute, but the night flute instantly embraced Yun Qiu, scaring the basin of hot water in Yun Qiu's hands, causing it to roll to the ground accidentally.

Yun Qiu pushed the flute away and hurriedly apologized, "My dear husband, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. Are you alright?" When Yun Qiu saw that the flute did not respond, he became even more anxious and appeared to be even more guilty. "I thought you were gone." Yun Qiu was dumbfounded.

Time ticked by, but the flute continued to hold her. Yun Qiu then mumbled, "I just went to fetch some water …" Suddenly realizing that the flute had not washed his face and that the water had been knocked over, Yun Qiu hastily pushed the flute away. He then said without turning his head, "Husband, wait for me!"

The flute looked at Yun Qiu's running figure and had the feeling that it couldn't say it out loud. His heart had never felt so warm before, not before, but now … Suddenly, he had it, and he felt very satisfied.

The flute raised the corner of his mouth and muttered, "It looks like my little wife has grown up …"

Not long after, Yun Qiu came in with another basin of water. By now, the flute was fully dressed. Seeing Yun Qiu gently taking the basin from her, she said, "My wife, we don't need to do these menial tasks anymore …"

Yun Qiu immediately shook his head, his eyes looking a little disappointed. "No, no, this is what I should do …" "Or, my husband despised me …" Yun Qiu didn't do it on purpose, but for some reason, she was very nervous when she saw the flute, which was why she messed things up.

Right now, Yun Qiu only wanted to properly make up for the night flute. He was really sorry for wetting his clothes earlier. Her good intentions were to be a wife, to take good care of the life of the flute.

Night Tide looked at Yun Qiu's dejected expression and his heart softened. He embraced her and asked, "Why are you suddenly so good to your husband?" If Yeye Flute knew that Yun Qiu had suddenly married him, Yun Qiu would definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart. Therefore, he had tried his best to be nice to her. Now that he had received Yun Qiu's attitude, the flute suddenly felt like he was dreaming.

Yun Qiu listened to the beating of the flute, then suddenly became nervous and stuttered as he thought of Yu'er's words. He mustered up his courage and said, "Husband, this is your duty as wife …" Actually, it's not like that. I really want to be nice to you.

Yun Qiu thought her answer was too superficial. The night flute would definitely be angry after hearing it, but she didn't expect the night flute to suddenly laugh. Yun Qiu was in a daze, confused. Suddenly, he heard the night flute whisper into her ear, "Are you sure you want to do your duty as a wife?"

When Yun Qiu heard the flute's words, he was suddenly stunned. For some reason, his beautiful face instantly flushed red. At this moment, Yun Qiu was very nervous. Actually, between her and the flute before they got married … It's never been as real as husband and wife. Although most people married like this, it was too difficult for Yun Qiu. She couldn't get past the hurdle in her heart.

Up until now, the flute had never taken the initiative to do anything to her. This made Yun Qiu very happy.

Although Yun Qiu knew that she was tempted by the flute, she was still not sure if the flute was the same person who could accompany her forever.

Now that Yoga had said this, could it be that he wanted to … Yun Qiu was extremely nervous, not knowing how to reply.

Actually, the flute was just joking. He knew that Yun Qiu was still unwilling and he didn't want to take Yun Qiu's body before their relationship had settled down.

So he caressed Yun Qiu's hair and said gently, "My wife, there is no need to worry. Your husband is only …"

Yun Qiu pressed a finger to the flute's lips, blocking the flute's next words. Yun Qiu lowered his head, but raised it hesitantly once again. His eyes shyly but expectantly looked at the flute. "Hubby, I, I …"

Yun Qiu was upset. Why couldn't he say what he had promised him?

Yun Qiu's vexed expression fell into the eyes of the night flute. The night flute lifted Yun Qiu's face and suddenly whispered into her ear, "My wife, don't worry. Your husband won't want you now …" "However …"

Yun Qiu only felt that when the flute spoke, the air that it breathed out continuously sprayed onto her neck. The area around her neck was boiling hot, and her heart was even more nervous. Yun Qiu kept imagining things in his heart. Hubby him, he, he wouldn't want it?

The result of her thoughts was obvious, but the flute did not give her any time to think. It directly proved with its actions that Yun Qiu's thoughts were correct.

The night flute directly kissed Yun Qiu's lips. Yun Qiu's eyes were wide open, not knowing how to react.

At this moment, outside the door, Yu'er was secretly watching the warm scene. Suddenly feeling a stern gaze on her, Yu'er raised her head and immediately slipped away in fear.

Yu'er ran out and kept patting her chest. Aiya, how did Young Master know she was peeping? Yu'er felt guilty at the thought of the gaze that the flute had just stolen from her. However, when she thought about how Yunqiu and Yeye had become like that, she felt reassured in her heart. Even with their love and affection, she still had to go and teach the young miss a lesson …

But, Yu'er couldn't help but secretly laugh. She believed that Young Master would not make things difficult for her. Young Miss treated her as a sister, so Young Master wouldn't be willing to make her sad. With Yun Qiu as her backing, Yu'er was still considering whether she should go back and look at it.

Forget it. Yu Er still knows her own limits. She might not even be happy after knowing that she peeked at her young mistress …

Yu'er sighed helplessly. "Oh, miss, you're so sweet. Poor Yu'er is still out there by herself …"

Yu'er looked at the sky outside and thought that Yun Qiu and the flute would not be coming out for the time being, so she walked helplessly to the kitchen. Yun Qiu had said that he would make three meals a day for the flute to make a virtuous wife. However, Yu'er had just helped Yun Qiu find the ingredients.

Thinking about the cozy scene from a moment ago, Yu'er thought to herself, "It seems like this young miss won't be able to cook anymore, and I'll have to do it alone."

At this moment, within the room, Yun Qiu was shyly leaning against the night flute as he thought sweetly in his heart, now they finally have some sort of substantive relationship, don't they?