Sweet Rustic Love: Four Brothers’ Wife - Chapter 919

Chapter 919: Rolled His Eyes Proudly

Ye Liu was quick to react as he stretched his hands to block Ye Mo’s path.

“Not feeling well, huh? Well, hold that in!”

He smirked cunningly. He knew what Ye Mo was up to.

Planning to escape? I won’t let you!

Ye Mo was almost in tears as he clenched his jaw. Liu was being ruthless!

What if I can’t hold it in?

Should a brother be saying that?

“Liu, I was wrong, alright? I made a mistake, can you please overlook it? We’re brothers, after all,” Ye Mo pleaded.

A great man knows when to yield, especially with brotherhood on the line.

Ye Liu cocked his eyebrows, very pleased. “I’ve been a professional snobbish jerk for twenty-three years now. You should know that much.”

“Just say it, Ling! What do you want from me? I surrender!” Ye Mo relented, throwing all caution to the wind.

He refused to believe that Liu would jump him, or beat him up.

The brothers would never fight even if they had disagreements! The most they would do was taunt each other, and even that would eventually subside.

“Oh, is that so? Mo, you’re getting really good at lying through your teeth. Don’t deny that you’ve always wanted to share a bath with me!” Ye Liu smirked and pushed him back one step.

Urgh, I only want to share a bath with my wife! Not you! You have everything I have! Ye Mo thought to himself as he rolled his eyes proudly.

With a bang, Ye Liu shut the bathroom door.

“Come on, dear Mo. Let’s take a bath.”

Ye Liu stood before Ye Mo, hands raised to shoulder height, going for the obvious!

And that was how they began to share baths. Or, rather, that was how Ye Mo began to serve Ye Liu during the latter’s bath time.

Ye Liu’s annoying babbles could be heard coming from inside the bathroom.

“On the left. Be gentle! Mo, are you planning to rub off my skin?”

“Right side now. Harder! Mo, it’s like you haven’t eaten anything! I swear I saw you gobble up three, four bowls of rice! Where did that all go?”

Ye Mo gritted his teeth, his face purple with rage.

He bellowed angrily in his mind, Liu, you had better not test my patience, or I’ll really give it to you!

Ye Yang headed directly up the stairs to the fourth floor.

Liu Duo was on the bed, staring blankly into space.

She lay flat, her hands feeling her belly, currently still flat. Her face bore a mother’s proud ‘pregnancy glow’ as she smiled, her dimples showing.

Ever since her pregnancy was confirmed, she would feel her belly every night before bed, otherwise, she would not feel complete.

She heard footsteps and glanced at the door. “Yang?”

“Yes,” he replied and entered the room.

Liu Duo turned over to lie on her side, with one hand propping up her head while the other continued to feel her belly.

Liu Duo felt safe and secure as she observed Yang’s looming, muscular frame.

“Yang, you should sleep only after your hair has dried, otherwise you’ll get a headache.”

“Yes,” Ye Yang said as he placed his underclothes on the bed.

Then he went to get a fresh towel to dry his hair.

His wife’s gaze had never left his person from the moment he entered the room. His eyes twinkled at that thought.