CHAPTER 395: CHAPTER 395 A TREE OF LIHUA PRESSES THE BEGONIA

Gu Beihuai curiously looked at Tang Chuxia.

He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

"What do you mean?"

Gu Beihuai was genuinely curious about what Tang Chuxia might say.

Who would have thought Tang Chuxia would give a sly grin, extremely suggestive.

"I get it, you don’t have to hide it!"

Gu Beihuai was speechless. What was he hiding?

He had no clue what was on Tang Chuxia’s mind, so how could he explain?

In the end, Tang Chuxia just smiled even more slyly.

"You say you have these thoughts, how can I not fulfill them for you? Except, did you get the gender wrong?"

Tang Chuxia sighed deeply, making Gu Beihuai’s heart itch with curiosity.

"Are you going to say it or not?" Gu Beihuai was bewildered, showing an odd expression as he looked at Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia poked Gu Beihuai’s chest: "You silly~~~ I know what’s on your mind, isn’t that crabapple from a poem?"

Tang Chuxia was very certain in her questioning.

Gu Beihuai was baffled, not knowing what Tang Chuxia had thought of, causing her to smile so suggestively; anyone would suspect Tang Chuxia’s brain had been influenced.

"Isn’t it ’A tree of pear flowers pressing crabapples,’ right?"

Tang Chuxia laughed cheekily, her finger poking at Gu Beihuai’s chest.

"Oh my, you’re not old, but your mind sure is wandering!"

Gu Beihuai was beyond confused, he was downright shocked.

How did all this come about?

He hadn’t even thought about any poem; those red underwear were just prepared by his mother, who said it was a tradition for his zodiac year to need red underwear for peace.

Initially, he resisted the idea, but his mom was too persistent, and to avoid more nagging, Gu Beihuai reluctantly wore the red underwear she got for him.

Mrs. Gu even told him, "Originally, preparing red underwear for you after marriage would be your wife’s job, but Xiaxia is still young and might not know about these things. So, I’m helping you this time; plus, it’s your honeymoon, and this implies good fortune!"

Mrs. Gu had a mysterious smile on her face, and at the time, Gu Beihuai hadn’t thought much about it. But seeing Tang Chuxia’s reaction now, a bad premonition suddenly emerged.

Even though he didn’t think there was anything abnormal about Tang Chuxia’s suggestive appearance, he understood precisely what was being implied by ’a tree of pear flowers pressing crabapples.’

"Tang Chuxia, what do you mean? Am I old?"

Those who knew the analogy from Yuan Zhen’s poem "Two Poems of the White Robe," "A pear blossom pressing on the bed," used it to mock older husbands marrying younger wives.

He’s only a few years older than Tang Chuxia, not to the point of being an old husband with a young wife, right?

Gu Beihuai felt Tang Chuxia was making fun of him.

"Don’t dwell on this; after all, you are indeed older than me!"

Though the crabapple usually symbolizes females, Gu Beihuai wearing it on his red underwear made it all the more amusing.

"I’m going to embroider a pear tree on my red underwear tomorrow to match yours."

Tang Chuxia laughed slyly, anyone who didn’t know would think she was the one gaining all the advantages, and truth be told, she really was taking full advantage.

Gu Beihuai felt his innocence was being tarnished.

He was utterly stunned into inaction.

"Tang Chuxia, don’t you dare!"

Gu Beihuai covered Tang Chuxia’s mouth, but she pulled his hand down, and with a twist, pinned Gu Beihuai to the bed.

"Aww, don’t get so worked up, I understand, and I can certainly accommodate your little quirks!"

Tang Chuxia had a look that screamed, "I totally accept your little quirks," which now made Gu Beihuai want to die of embarrassment.

This wasn’t a matter of little quirks; this was about pride.

Tang Chuxia prodded Gu Beihuai’s cheek: "I thought you liked the King of Chu’s forceful approach, but it turns out you admire the Queen’s dominance instead! You should’ve told me sooner; I would have accommodated you!"

Originally, Gu Beihuai hadn’t even figured out what these references meant, but when he saw Tang Chuxia acting all queen-like with him, how could he not understand?

Did Tang Chuxia see him as the little wife or something?

Gu Beihuai shouted, "Tang Chuxia, I am your man!"

Tang Chuxia made a sound of realization, poking Gu Beihuai’s chest.

"Isn’t it obvious? If you weren’t my man, I wouldn’t indulge you like this. See how supportive I am; do you prefer whips or candle wax? I’m open to anything!"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Gu Beihuai: ...

He had initially thought his blissful life was about to start, but now he just wanted to run away, at least until all those chaotic thoughts vanished from Tang Chuxia’s mind.

Gu Beihuai flipped Tang Chuxia over and dashed out.

But from Tang Chuxia’s perspective, it seemed a lot like a desperate retreat.

She lay on the bed, pounding it with laughter.

It seemed that Tang Chuxia would never forget Gu Beihuai’s expression from now on for the rest of her life.

It was just too entertaining.

Once Gu Beihuai, the wounded party, was gone, Tang Chuxia wiped away her tears from laughing, massaging her belly with a sigh.

"Couldn’t get any action again! I should’ve known not to be so upfront, scared him away!"

They’d been married for half a month, and still no intimacy. This time, it was truly her fault for not keeping her mouth in check, damaging Gu Beihuai’s self-esteem.

However, Tang Chuxia was still curious about why Mrs. Gu would prepare red underwear featuring crabapple for Gu Beihuai.

Could it be just as she’d imagined?

That would be truly intriguing.

While Tang Chuxia was still pondering Mrs. Gu’s intentions, Gu Beihuai had already changed and opened the door to come back in.

"It’s broad daylight, don’t do things that might make the elders misunderstand. Go check on how your brother is doing!"

Gu Beihuai urged Tang Chuxia with a straight face.

Tang Chuxia leaned against the bed, not wanting to check how her brother was negotiating with Yu MeiYu; she much preferred watching Gu Beihuai flustered.

But Gu Beihuai’s self-adjustment ability was strong, and now he showed no signs of distress.

Seeing Tang Chuxia unmoving, he knew she was probably thinking about how he looked earlier. Despite his inner aversion, Gu Beihuai had to pretend he didn’t notice.

He walked to the bedside, reaching out to pull Tang Chuxia up.

But Tang Chuxia was determined to "get some action" today, and there was no way she’d let Gu Beihuai drag her away.

In terms of strength, Gu Beihuai was clearly no match for Tang Chuxia.

Tang Chuxia tugged and pulled Gu Beihuai to her side.

"Honey~~~ why the long face? Is your face uncomfortable? Let me give you a massage!"

Tang Chuxia cupped Gu Beihuai’s face, kneading and massaging it back and forth.

Gu Beihuai’s numbed face lost all sensation, and in a bid to save himself, he grasped Tang Chuxia’s hands.

"Tang Chuxia, do you have a death wish?"

Even gritting his teeth couldn’t describe Gu Beihuai’s feelings at this moment; he desperately wished to gnaw Tang Chuxia into oblivion.

"Yes, your wife has a death wish, will you help out?" Tang Chuxia leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips, posing a suggestive question.