Sweet Rustic Love: Four Brothers’ Wife
chapter-7

Liu Duo went to the outhouse again to change her cloth so that she could have a good night’s sleep.

Ye Ling knew Liu Duo had to wash the cloth with water, so he had fetched a bucket of water for her in advance. Her impression of him soared right up. What a gentleman!

Meanwhile, Ye Mo got the hot water ready and came to her room, “Come wash your face and feet before you sleep.”

Alright, in regards to his doing, Liu Duo supposed he still had some merits. But what Ye Mo said next made all those good feelings she had towards him disappear without a trace!

“Sleep after you have had a good wash. You slept with me last night, so it’s Ling’s turn tonight. Don’t even think about running. When our two brothers return, it’s the same as usual. Everyone takes turns sleeping with you.”

“You better stay alert, Ling. Call me if you need to pee, otherwise, she might run away again, just like last night.”

“Don’t think about running again. Stay here with us, and we’ll treat you right. If you run again, you bet I’ll break your legs!”

Liu Duo stared wide-eyed and intently at Ye Mo, like she had discovered a new species. Oh my gosh, this violent man.

Ye Mo felt big watery eyes staring right at him and quickly disrupted the line of vision. If she looked closely, she would find that his ears had gone red. “Alright, you two. Get a quick wash and sleep. Good night.”

Ye Mo looked unrestrained as he left, but he was actually desperate to flee. He thought, this woman’s eyes are so captivating, staring at a man like that. How shameless.

As for the other two, one felt tense, the other relaxed. Liu Duo supposed one night’s sleep should not be a big deal. Nothing was going to happen. In fact, nothing could, even if she wanted.

With her uninvited period, and this fifteen-year-old body she was trapped. The youngest brother was only nineteen, so he was not suitable to do that which should not be done.

This was Ye Ling’s first night with a woman. His heart was pounding like madness, and even his face and ears flushed a crimson red. He was so nervous that he did not know what he should say.

Liu Duo washed and climbed into bed first. She took off her outer garments, leaving only her undergarments on, as she laid down under the blanket. She slept a lot during the day, so it was hard to sleep with a little excitement left.

Ye Ling poured some water to wash his feet and dilly-dallied as he got into bed too. He was also in his underwear and did not move once he tucked himself under the covers.

“Ling, are you asleep? If not, why don’t we have a little chat?” Liu Duo wanted to talk.

“Not yet, why? Whatever you want to say, just say it, my wife, I’m listening.” How could he sleep? His wife was lying right beside him. He was beyond excited.

“Ling, don’t call me ‘wife’ in the future. Call me Duo Er or Little Duo. That’s much better.” It felt particularly cheesy and awkward to be called ‘wife’ all day.

“But you are my wife. Everybody else refers to their wives like that.” Why can’t I call my wife “my wife”? Ye Ling furrowed his eyes.

“Just call me Duo Er, alright, Ling?” Liu Duo turned around to face him. She stretched her arms and shook his shoulders, almost flirting.

“Sure, sure, sure, Duo Er. Put your arms under the covers, don’t catch a cold. It’s freezing at night.” Flirting worked really well on Ye Ling.

“Hehe, whatever you say,” She said as she giggled, revealing only her head.

Seeing her smile made Ye Ling’s heart flutter. He thought, I won’t ever let her feel wronged. I want her to be happy every day. If the wife is happy, I am too, and so area my brothers.

“What do Yang and Liu do for work?” As far as she could remember, she did not have memories of either of those two brothers, but she knew there were four of them!

“Big brother hunts in the mountains. He should be back tomorrow. He has been gone for days. Second brother works in town. He has also been gone for days.”

“Oh, what does he do in town?”

“He’s a casual worker. He’ll be notified if there’s work. When there’s none, he tends to the farm at home.”

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They continued talking into the night without knowing it. Just like that, a day had passed.