CHAPTER 872: CHAPTER 7: THE MARTIAL AND LITERARY BATTLES OF THE PUYUE BAY TEAM (PART 2)

First, let’s not worry about the taste. At least it looks good; the presentation is delicate, and the aroma is enticing.

Liew Menglu laughed coldly, "I thought you were making some gourmet dish, just frying a piece of steak and a sausage. Is there any skill in that?"

"Then don’t eat it."

Qiao Lei handed the knife and fork to Shen Yuan, "Senior, have a taste."

"How about Jinghan tries it first?"

Shen Yuan was worried it might be a culinary disaster.

The guinea pig, Long Jinghan, sat down, cut a piece of steak and then a piece of egg with the knife, forked it into her mouth, chewed it, and then nodded while covering her small mouth.

"It’s okay."

Shen Yuan, no longer worried, tried two pieces himself and nodded, "Not bad."

Qiao Lei showed a satisfied smile, "See, I told you I have talent."

Hehe... Liew Menglu held back her urge to critique, thinking to herself that frying steak, being a basic skill, gave her a kind of misplaced confidence.

Where do you get that courage from?

Initially, she was also wary it might be a culinary disaster, but seeing the two eat well, she eased her mind and started cutting her own steak.

As she forked it into her mouth, something felt off, her brows knit together. She chewed twice more, and her expression twisted instantly.

It was like putting on a mask of agony.

"Qiao! Lei!"

"You little witch!"

"How much salt did you put in my portion!"

The dining room echoed with Liew Menglu’s voice of collapse.

"..."

Next was the two of them chasing each other around the living room.

Long Jinghan showed a serene smile.

It’s been a while since the house was so lively.

Shen Yuan enjoyed his steak while watching them playfully bicker and soon they were wrestling on the sofa.

Indoors, they were dressed lightly, their curves full and skin smooth, inadvertently revealing with their movements.

It was a feast for the eyes.

Long Jinghan’s cheeks turned red as she watched, occasionally letting out a soft "yum" sound.

It turned out Shen Yuan’s toes had somehow found their way onto Long Jinghan’s thigh.

Not having seen Shen Yuan for over a week, she was soon blushing, biting her lips slightly.

....

Several minutes later, under Shen Yuan’s reprimand, the two reluctantly disentangled themselves from the sofa, both disheveled, like kids playing house.

Sometimes Shen Yuan felt like he wasn’t dealing with two adult women, but disciplining two girls in kindergarten.

"Liew Menglu, you owe me. You tore my clothes! They’re new!"

Qiao Lei pulled open her collar, revealing the white bra underneath clearly visible.

It couldn’t fully contain her curves.

"Hey, don’t show it off to Shen Yuan deliberately, do you think you’re all that?"

Liew Menglu retorted, stretching out her foot, "Look, you stretched out my pants too."

".... "

Not long after, Long Jinghan brought out a new dish from the kitchen, and Liew Menglu smiled, "Jinghan is still the best, no wonder Shen Yuan cares about you the most."

Qiao Lei scoffed, "If he’s not caring about sister Jinghan, you think he’d care about you, someone who just wants to shovel her way into the heart of things?"

Liew Menglu acknowledged with an "Oh," "Some people may not even be able to handle shoveling, some shovels are long and need a certain height to maneuver."

These two had transitioned from physical to verbal sparring, with Qiao Lei first implying Liew Menglu was a backstabbing friend.

Coach Liew wasn’t one to back down, subtly mocking Qiao Lei’s height.

Why is having a quiet meal so difficult? Shen Yuan sighed internally.

Qiao Lei’s eyes flashed sharply, "Of course, those experienced with shoveling would have plenty of practice; you can tell they’ve done it a lot."

Liew Menglu chuckled, "Knowing how to shovel, work out, and do yoga, at least that’s a skill. It’s better than just being a vase on the table."

This remark hit a sore spot for Qiao Lei, as Liew Menglu might as well have pasted the word "vase" on her forehead.

Qiao Lei held back all her energies, took a deep breath, and said, "Knowing how to work out and do yoga doesn’t make you more than a vase. Can it have other uses? Oh, if it can, it’d be if you could twist around a few more times on senior’s belly, I suppose..."

"Ahem."

Shen Yuan interrupted promptly, preventing the war from escalating.

Judging from the battle, Liew Menglu held a slight edge because Qiao Lei was clearly angry, speaking without thinking.

Liew Menglu proudly lifted her chin.

In her view, Qiao Lei wasn’t insulting her, but complimenting her.

Heh, I can twist a few more times on my husband’s belly, can you?

Little sprout!

Qiao Lei looked grumpy, even cutting the steak more forcefully, the knife and fork clattering on the plate.

After lunch, Shen Yuan rested on the sofa, Long Jinghan washed dishes in the kitchen, Liew Menglu massaged Shen Yuan’s shoulders, and Qiao Lei massaged his legs.

This time, the two were tactfully not bickering. They both knew that if they caused a fuss while Shen Yuan was enjoying himself, there would be consequences.

As for what consequences... it could be a cut in living expenses or no intimate time in the evening.

For them, the latter was more unacceptable.

When Long Jinghan finished bathing, Shen Yuan stood up and said, "I’m going to take a shower, who’s going to help me?"

"Me!"

"Me!"

Qiao Lei and Liew Menglu said in unison, only Long Jinghan remained silent.

"Then it will be Jinghan."

Shen Yuan appointed her as his choice.

Long Jinghan’s face quickly turned a shade of red, lowering her head slightly, "I’ll go prepare a change of clothes."

It’s said the squeaky wheel gets the grease, but Shen Yuan focuses on the one who doesn’t squeak, leaving Qiao Lei and Liew Menglu slightly disappointed.

"Why don’t the three of us go together?"

Liew Menglu asked tentatively.

"Why isn’t it just us three?" Qiao Lei countered.

No one was willing to concede.

The thought of three people together was challenging for anyone to accept.

Primarily, four in the bathroom would be too crowded.

Thus, Shen Yuan made no further appointments.

Moreover, Qiao Lei and Liew Menglu weren’t ones to play it safe. When they helped with the bath, they were always quick with hands and feet.

But as for Long Jinghan, she was always focused on one task, doing precisely what she was asked, and carefully and thoroughly scrubbing.

When Shen Yuan wanted to carry out other activities, she, in coy resistance, would.... cooperate.

Well, sort of cooperates.

....

Generally speaking, Shen Yuan wouldn’t shower in the afternoon, but his body felt sticky.

All because of Chen Xinyu and Liew Menglu.

Long Jinghan took a change of clothes into the bathroom, Qiao Lei and Liew Menglu exchanging a glance.

Once Shen Yuan was showered, the next step was obvious; they, too, needed to clean up.

The master bedroom also had a bathroom.

"I’ll go first!"

"I’ll go first!"

The two still refused to back down.

This was a time for speed.

At this point, Long Jinghan was already in the bathroom, first turning on the shower, then helping Shen Yuan remove the clothes from his body, revealing a fit, muscular physique full of masculine tension. Long Jinghan couldn’t help but bite her lips.

Not having seen Shen Yuan for a long time, she missed him not just mentally but also physically.

Shen Yuan was unclothed, and Long Jinghan slowly undressed herself.

Her slender figure was porcelain-smooth, a soft touch light as pressing on cotton.

It couldn’t be denied, Jinghan had indeed lost weight; the change in the thickness of her body fat was evident, being noticeably leaner than before the New Year.

Yet she remained attractive and enchanting, especially with her tall stature and enchanting eyes; truly charming.

"Have you not been eating well lately?" Shen Yuan asked.

"I have been eating well."

Long Jinghan spoke softly, lathering Shen Yuan’s back.

"Then how come you’ve lost weight?"

"...I don’t know either." Long Jinghan sounded a bit aggrieved.

She didn’t really want to lose weight as Shen Yuan preferred her with more curves.

"Eat more carbs, have more night snacks, get plenty of sleep."

"...Okay."

"Come, stand in front of me."

"...We haven’t finished washing yet."

"Can’t wait to finish washing."

....

In the small bathroom, the shower was running continuously, water droplets landing on their entwined bodies, unfazed by it.