A Wife’s Service

He felt that his Nuannuan was just like a kitten. When she did not accept you, one would only be an insignificant sh*t-shoveling officer in her eyes no matter how much they offered her. That person would never look good in her eyes as she would treat them like common filth. 

However, if she decided to accept you, she would be very gentle and clingy towards you, and would become your little assistant, following you wherever you go. 

After Zhong Nuannuan had obtained Chi Yang's permission, she went to get the silver needles happily. Then, she came back and looked at Chi Yang with a smiling face. Her fluttering eyelashes were like a thick and soft cat's tail, lightly brushing against Chi Yang's heart, causing it to tingle uncontrollably.

"Brother Chi Yang, lie down, I'll give you a massage to start."

"Okay."

Chi Yang was impressed by his little wife's massaging skills.