She had already adjusted her mindset.
She wasn’t the original host. What happened to the original host wouldn’t necessarily happen to her.
As long as she treated Gu Shiyan and his sister well, even if the life-saving debt came to light one day, he probably wouldn’t be too heartless.
Besides, the original host had only completely enraged Gu Shiyan because she sold Gu Shiwei to a human trafficker.
If she didn’t stir up trouble, surely the plot couldn’t lead her around by the nose.
What she needed to do now was win over Gu Shiyan, get into his heart. Once a man fell in love, even a god would have to step down from his altar.
Gu Shiyan had already walked over and come to a stop in front of Su Wanwan.
“What’s wrong?”
His eyes were very dark, his gaze indifferent, but he was so handsome. Being stared at by a face like that, Su Wanwan’s heart trembled for no reason. She secretly adjusted her breathing before asking, “Are you hot?”
“It’s fine.”
He didn’t move after speaking, waiting for her to continue.
Her calling him over was probably just to have him rub her shoulders and legs, and report who she’d seen and what she’d said outside today.
Unexpectedly, the next second Su Wanwan picked up a towel, stood on her tiptoes, and began wiping the sweat from his forehead.
She was much shorter than him, barely reaching his chest.
At the moment she was pursing her lips, focused on wiping his sweat.
From his forehead to his brow bone, then his nose bridge and jaw. The towel was warm, carrying the scent of soap. Mixed with the scent of her body, it rushed toward him warm and heady.
Gu Shiyan bent down, his gaze involuntarily lowering.
From this angle, he could see every pore on Su Wanwan’s face clearly.
Her eyelashes were long, blinking like butterfly wings. There wasn’t a single mole on her face. Her skin was white as glowing jade. Her lips were full and red. The skin left exposed was very white too. The setting sun’s afterglow made her look clean and warm.
Gu Shiyan suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken by a beat.
Su Wanwan actually had such a gentle side?
“I’ll do it myself.”
The moment he spoke, he found his voice was a little hoarse.
Su Wanwan noticed too, and the tips of her ears suddenly turned red.
The original host and Gu Shiyan fought every few days, but their bodies were truly compatible.
Some blush-inducing images flashed through her mind for no reason. She could barely hold onto the towel and simply shoved it at Gu Shiyan.
“I’m going to take a bath.”
She’d wanted to show off how good she was, but in the end she was the one fleeing in defeat.
It was all Gu Shiyan’s fault. A grown man, why did he have to be so good-looking for no reason? It wasn’t like you could eat good looks.
Su Wanwan ran off.
Gu Shiyan wiped his face twice, tossed the towel into the enamel basin, and felt that the air was filled with Su Wanwan’s scent. He curved his lips and turned to go chop wood in the backyard.
Night fell.
Su Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed drying her hair.
Her hair was thick and full. After washing, it took a long time to dry. Just as her hair was almost dry, Gu Shiyan walked in with the smell of water on him. He had already bathed, his wet hair hanging down, still dripping.
“Why didn’t you dry your hair?”
Su Wanwan casually handed him the towel she’d been using on her hair.
Gu Shiyan glanced at it and raised an eyebrow.
“You’re letting me use your towel?”
Don’t let Su Wanwan being a country girl fool you. She was very particular in daily life. Her towel was for her use only. In the few months since they’d married, she’d never let Gu Shiyan touch her things.
Today was a first.
Su Wanwan nodded. “Mm.”
Then she smiled and added, “You’re my man. A married couple doesn’t need to be so particular with each other.”
Surely every man fell for this?
But she forgot. Gu Shiyan wasn’t an ordinary man. He didn’t take the pale pink towel. He turned and went out, and when he came back, his hair was already dry, and he was completely fresh and clean.
“Tonight…”
He’d only said two words when Su Wanwan, as if startled, tossed the towel in her hand with a swoosh, lifted the blanket, and dove in with a whoosh. Her arms and legs were tucked inside, only her head poking out.
She faked a yawn.
“I’m exhausted. Hurry up and blow out the lamp so we can sleep.”
Xiahe Village didn’t have electricity yet. They used kerosene lamps for light.
Usually, the moment it got dark, the original host would drag Gu Shiyan to bed like a female lecher, and Gu Shiyan could take a lot of pounding. But she wasn’t the original host. The thought of doing that kind of thing made her whole body uncomfortable.
How could Gu Shiyan not see Su Wanwan’s evasion?
He blew out the kerosene lamp and asked, unhurried, “Not doing it?”
Su Wanwan was speechless.
Do, do, do. All day long, all he thinks about is doing it!
She could clearly feel her whole face burning. She murmured in a voice like a mosquito, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
In the darkness, Gu Shiyan laughed, then didn’t continue the topic. After some rustling, he lay down beside Su Wanwan. The one-and-a-half-meter bed suddenly became cramped.
Su Wanwan didn’t move at all.
She waited for Gu Shiyan to fall asleep, but before long, she felt hot.
It was the hottest time of the year. Wrapped up so tightly, she couldn’t stand it. After enduring for a few seconds, she first stuck out her legs, then her arms, and then a man’s voice sounded by her ear.
Low, with a hint of inexplicable seduction.
“If you want it, come get it.”
Su Wanwan’s face exploded red, and she stammered, “Y-you-you, don’t talk nonsense. Who wants it? I’m hot. And also, don’t just go wanting that thing at the drop of a hat from now on. Relying on being young to fool around, careful you’re useless when you’re old.”
Gu Shiyan laughed low. “Useless in what way?”
Su Wanwan was speechless.
The next day, when Su Wanwan got up, Gu Shiyan was already gone. She had successfully dodged it last night. Nothing happened the whole night.
Probably Gu Shiyan wasn’t made of iron either. No one could keep it up every night without a break.
She dressed and got out of bed. The moment she stepped outside, she saw several pieces of clothing fluttering on the clothesline in the yard.
Looking closer, there was also her intimate underwear.
Who washed them?
Couldn’t be Gu Shiyan, could it?
Su Wanwan felt terrible all over and ran to the kitchen to find Gu Shiyan.
“You washed the clothes?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t need to wash my underwear. I’ll wash them myself from now on.”
Hearing this, Gu Shiyan’s gaze swept lightly over Su Wanwan. “What’s wrong? Didn’t I always wash them before?”
“Not from now on.”
Su Wanwan made an excuse. “You don’t wash them clean.”
“Then I’ll rinse them a couple more times.”
Su Wanwan was speechless.
She suddenly felt the powerless feeling of punching cotton.
She stopped worrying about this issue and resolved that from now on, she’d immediately wash any clothes she took off, not giving Gu Shiyan a chance to touch them. The next second, Gu Shiyan’s cool voice sounded.
“You’re my wife. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”
He was twenty-five this year, five years older than Su Wanwan. In his eyes, Su Wanwan was still a little girl.
Besides, as a man, he ought to take on more of the household labor.
Any woman would be moved hearing this. Never mind this era. Even in later generations, there were no few chauvinist men who thought housework belonged only to women. Out of a hundred, you probably couldn’t find ten who would voluntarily wash their wife’s underwear.
Su Wanwan thought Gu Shiyan was truly good.
Hardworking and uncomplaining, no complaints in bed or out. He ate a lot and did the most work.
Simply a model of the twenty-four filial exemplars of a good man.
She really wanted to make him hers.
She immediately cast Gu Shiyan a moved look. “Gu Shiyan, you’re so good.”