Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 60: A Truly Lethal Little Enchantress

Chapter 60: A Truly Lethal Little Enchantress

Sun Jiayi didn’t react at first, but when she caught a glimpse of her clothes from the corner of her eye, she gasped in shock and immediately raised her arms to cover herself. She glared at the other person with feigned anger, though it held no intimidation. Zhai Moyu found her resemblance to a little fox showing its fierceness utterly adorable.

She quickly jumped out of the car and ran into the tent to change her clothes. Fortunately, she had brought an extra set as a precaution before they left.

Looking at the pale purple underwear she had taken off, Sun Jiayi’s face instantly flushed red. Furious, she tossed the underwear into her bag.

Why did she have to wear this particular set again? She decided to throw it away as soon as she got back!

When Song Shimu returned and saw the two of them in different outfits, she narrowed her eyes with a gossipy expression.

“What happened between you two while we were away?”

“Just testing if the stream water was clean, so we washed our clothes,” Sun Jiayi lied casually.

After gathering branches, the four of them brought out various skewers they had prepared at home and started grilling. The two men took charge of the cooking while Song Shimu and Sun Jiayi focused on looking pretty, eating, and taking photos.

Song Shimu sent the photos to Lu Yike, and the little one replied with a sweet, milky voice message, deliberately putting on a proud tone.

“I’m not jealous at all! Grandma made me fruit pizza, and it’s super delicious!”

This was followed by a photo of Lu Yike holding Little Prince in their home theater room, with Su Yunrong staring intently at the screen, though it was unclear what she was watching.

“What are you up to, sweetie?”

“Grandma and I are watching ‘After Bankruptcy, Being Sweetly Teased by the Abstinent CEO.'”

“…”

That was typical of Ms. Su. Song Shimu guessed that after this, Lu Yike would probably start imitating the abstinent CEO.

They had brought plenty of ingredients, and the four of them chatted and laughed, temporarily forgetting the worries of city life amidst the mountains and fields.

After they finished eating, the sun was just beginning to set. The golden sunset dyed half the sky crimson, like a fiery phoenix reborn with blazing hope.

“There’s a pavilion nearby. Want to check it out?” Zhai Moyu asked.

“You two go ahead. I’ll take Mu Mu for a walk by the river.”

The two pairs went their separate ways, neither wanting to play third wheel.

“I’m so full!”

Song Shimu rubbed her slightly bulging stomach, and Lu Zhijin placed his hand over hers. His broad, warm palm covered her slender waist.

“Such a small appetite, and you call that eating much?”

“You train hard in the army, so of course you eat more. This is a normal portion for me.”

“You should gain a bit more weight.”

“Will Mr. Lu still want me if my figure goes out of shape?” Song Shimu teased.

Lu Zhijin pulled her in front of him, smoothing her stray hairs as he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

“As long as you’re Song Shimu, no matter how you change, I’ll love you. I’ll love you unconditionally and immensely.”

Song Shimu curved her lips into a smile, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her toes, and gently pressed a kiss to his lips. Her voice was soft.

“How are you always so good to me, Mr. Lu? You make my heart flutter every time.”

They arrived at a relatively open area with a swing seat tied to the side. Lu Zhijin lifted her onto it and gently rocked them back and forth.

As evening deepened, twilight spread across the land, as if the world had welcomed a new guardian deity. The bright moonlight bathed the tranquil forest, while countless stars twinkled in the navy-blue sky, and cicadas sang tirelessly from the trees.

Lu Zhijin and Song Shimu sat swaying gently on the swing, holding each other as they gazed up at the starry sky. Even without saying a word, their hearts felt exceptionally peaceful.

As long as the person beside them remained, even counting stars wouldn’t feel boring.

On their way back, the two held hands and chatted about amusing things. Most of the time, Song Shimu chattered away while Lu Zhijin listened quietly, his gaze never leaving the lively and adorable woman.

An unusual sound suddenly came from the woods. Song Shimu stopped talking and turned to look deeper into the forest, her mouth immediately falling open in surprise.

Zhai Moyu had Sun Jiayi pinned against a tree, kissing her passionately, his large hands pressing her slender wrists firmly against the bark…

Song Shimu stared in shock at the intimate scene, but the next second, a pair of large hands blocked her view. A deep, pleasant voice sounded beside her ear.

“Don’t look. Let’s go back and continue too.”

Lu Zhijin led her back to the tent. The tent, imported mountaineering equipment from Germany, was spacious enough to even stand up in. Lu Zhijin thoughtfully laid a thick blanket on the ground.

He pressed her down onto the blanket. Song Shimu was still excited from having stumbled upon someone else’s secret, her eyes sparkling brightly.

“What’s going on with them?”

“Exactly what it looks like.”

As he spoke, Lu Zhijin lowered his head and kissed her.

Song Shimu wanted to discuss it further, but Lu Zhijin gave her no chance.

His broad hands slipped under the hem of her clothes.

Outside, the night was deep, dotted with stars, and the bright moonlight shone through the forest, occasionally interrupted by a few passing fireflies.

Inside the quiet tent, the atmosphere grew intimate as the two lovers held each other close.

Lu Zhijin was utterly captivated by those lips—so pink and tender. How could anyone’s lips be this soft?

Once they were in his mouth, he couldn’t bear to let go.

It wasn’t until they heard footsteps outside the tent that Lu Zhijin released her—likely Zhai Moyu and the others returning.

Lu Zhijin licked his lips, took a deep breath, and buried his head in Song Shimu’s fair neck.

Ah! This was unbearable!

How could his wife be so beautiful, so enticing?

His eyes had no room for anyone else; his heart and mind were filled entirely with Song Shimu.

Right now, he just wanted to hurry home and lie in bed, holding his fragrant, soft wife.

Instead of staying in this cramped, confined space!

“Let’s never go camping again,” Lu Zhijin said childishly.

Song Shimu smiled affectionately and ruffled his soft hair. “Isn’t it fun being with me?”

“I don’t just want to play like this!”

Lu Zhijin gritted his teeth and gave a slight, teasing pinch to the soft flesh in his palm.

Song Shimu shot him a coquettish glare. “Your mind is always on these things!”

“Who told my wife to be so beautiful? My mind has no room for anything but you.”

“And a pile of indecent thoughts!”

How had Song Shimu ever thought he was abstinent and aloof? Clearly, he was a clingy creature ruled by his desires!

Every time they discussed something, this guy would gradually steer off track, focusing all his attention on her!

She wondered how Lu Zhijin’s soldiers would react if they saw him as a devoted wifeslave at home?

They’d probably be utterly shocked, right?