Bai Su met Yelias’s gaze and, for the first time, saw undisguised desire in his eyes.
He was filled with longing.
This incredibly clear longing, tinged with a hint of madness, was transmitted to her through his gaze, instantly leaving her at a loss.
In her mind, Yelias was gentle and considerate, always putting her first, ensuring she was comfortable and safe with the utmost professional demeanor.
Not like this. Now, he was like a collapsing mountain peak, possessing an irresistible aggression and an overwhelming presence. He continually compressed the space around her, leaving her feeling cramped and suffocated. With nowhere to run, she had no choice but to cling to him, praying the storm wouldn’t leave her battered and adrift.
In the cramped space, her delicate foot accidentally stepped on the top of his. She instinctively tried to pull it back, but he was so close she had nowhere else to put it.
The usual faint, cool scent of cedar was now inexplicably tinged with a sense of ambiguity and dominance.
The scent left her dizzy. ’It’s do or die,’ she thought. Squeezing her eyes shut, she gritted her teeth as if facing her execution and said, "Just do it. I... I won’t resist."
A muffled laugh escaped him. Yelias rested his chin on the top of her head, and she could clearly feel the vibration of his chest through their contact.
Bai Su looked at him, a little dazed.
Yelias gave her little head a rare kiss, then another on her large, endearing eyes, which were damp and glistening from the steam.
Bai Su’s face grew redder. "What are you laughing at..."
The corners of Yelias’s lips curved up. His normally lofty, noble, and elegant eyes willingly submitted to her. "My lady wife, you don’t need to be so nervous. I am the one serving you."
The reverence in his voice sent her heart into a flutter.
He was the first person to call her "my lady wife."
Facing this title for the first time, she inexplicably found a sense of a superior’s composure in their relationship.
Yelias felt for her after the arduous wedding day. His fingers moved nimbly and gently through her hair, working in the shampoo and rubbing away the sticky hair gel from that morning’s styling.
A bride’s wedding day is exhausting.
Even though Lu Tingyan had been considerate of Bai Su and omitted many of the tedious procedures for a chief’s wedding, she still had a very tough time.
She had been woken up very early to be washed and dressed, forced into a tight wedding gown, and had to accept the homage of Beastman tribes from morning until night.
No matter which tribe came to pay their respects, she had to endure the stiff and suffocating outfit, maintain a gentle yet solemn smile, and offer them auspicious blessings in return.
As if receiving her blessings would truly grant them smooth sailing, good health, and peace.
It was Bai Su’s first time experiencing such hardship. By afternoon, the expression on her face had become so stiff she could no longer control it.
Yelias, pitying her exhaustion, had taken over and was now carefully massaging her to help her relax.
The water in the hot spring was flowing, and he happened to have her positioned against the drain.
The suds in her hair were rinsed away by the water and flowed down the drain.
’So he really did just get close to wash my hair.’
Bai Su let out a comfortable hum.
Yelias had a knack for this, easily relieving all her fatigue.
This was a small, unspoken understanding between them.
When he was learning to cook from her, he would sometimes spend the entire day in the kitchen with her.
Cooking was actually very physically demanding work.
Although they had special pots and stoves redeemed from the System Mall, many dishes still required her to cook them by hand.
Whether it was wielding a knife, tossing a wok, or other miscellaneous tasks, it all tested a chef’s stamina, especially their arm strength.


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