To Repay My Debts, I Can Only Be a Beast of Burden

"Consider yourself sensible. I forgive you," Wenren Lingmeng said generously, as happy as a child who had just received candy.

Seeing that Mu Zibai was still holding her hand, she decisively shook him off, then grabbed Mu Zibai's hand herself.

Mu Zibai: "?"

So only you can touch me, but I can't touch you?

"Hmph, you've touched me for so long, you got off easy. I want to touch it all back. This is just interest, not the principal," Wenren Lingmeng said sweetly.

"Ah?" Mu Zibai was surprised, almost to the point of howling at the sky. Was he already deeply in debt? He said, "Then I'll never be able to pay it off in this lifetime?"

Wenren Lingmeng covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Who said you can't pay it off in this lifetime? You definitely won't be able to pay it off in the next life either."

"Alright, it looks like I can only be your ox and plow your fields well. You won't blame me if I plow the fields badly, will you?" Mu Zibai gave a wicked smile.

Wenren Lingmeng looked confused. The more he spoke, the more bewildered she became. Plow fields? What did that mean? Did Mu Zibai really want to be a farmer and plow fields for her?

She asked him to repay his debt, not to actually plow fields to repay it. Who wanted him to be a farmer!

It all left Wenren Lingmeng completely baffled. However, with Mu Zibai's roguish expression and her understanding of him, it definitely wasn't that simple!

There must be some hidden meaning.

"Do you really want to know?" Mu Zibai put on a villainous look.

Wenren Lingmeng thought for a moment and nodded.

Mu Zibai whispered a few words in Wenren Lingmeng's ear, causing her face to turn completely red, almost to the point of bleeding. The tips of her ears also turned red, and her cheeks felt hot.

She could feel her burning cheeks, and it was clear she deeply regretted asking the question. Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret, and Mu Zibai wasn't one to deceive his wife.

Seeing Wenren Lingmeng's shy and angry demeanor, she was almost steaming like a cartoon character.

Mu Zibai smiled gently, refined and polite. Don't look at me, you asked for it yourself.

Wenren Lingmeng directly delivered two heavy punches to Mu Zibai's chest, then continued to hit him, looking both accusatory and resentful.

"Why did you say that! You scoundrel! I... I need to wash my ears!" Wenren Lingmeng hit Mu Zibai, both angry and annoyed, feeling like her ears were dirty.

If possible, she would have replaced her ears immediately. It was all Mu Zibai's fault! He had filled her head with more strange things.

Her head was already strange enough, and now it was even stranger!

As expected, Mu Zibai was a big scoundrel. Meeting Mu Zibai had ruined her life!

She thought about how she used to be such a pure and refined young lady, appreciating flowers and the moon, thinking only of beautiful poetry. Now, she couldn't go back!

And the culprit behind all this, Mu Zibai, still had the nerve to laugh at her.

She desperately beat Mu Zibai's chest, seeking revenge for her lost purity.

Unfortunately, everything was irreversible. No matter how much she sought revenge, Wenren Lingmeng still felt unclean.

"You asked for it yourself, you can't blame me," Mu Zibai refused to take the blame.

"What are you talking about!" Wenren Lingmeng refused to admit it, saying haughtily, "It's clearly your problem. You corrupted me, okay? You had to tell me when I asked, right? Can you say things like that?"

"You're my wife, how could I lie to you?" Mu Zibai put his arm around Wenren Lingmeng's waist and smiled honestly, "I am a person of pure character, I never lie to my wife. I am a proper good man."

He gave himself a thumbs-up, as if to say that all good men in the world should take him as an example, he was the benchmark for good men.

A good man is me, I am Mu Zibai.

Wenren Lingmeng moved her head back, looking disbelieving. Believe you? You ghost! You wicked husband are very bad!

"No, my ears are dirty," Wenren Lingmeng said, puffing out her cheeks in anger.

"Then shall I rub them for you?" Mu Zibai gently massaged Wenren Lingmeng's earlobe.

"No way, that's just giving you more benefits." Wenren Lingmeng angrily dodged, recoiling slightly, then leaned back in. "You bad guy, don't say such things anymore. Aren't you ashamed?"

Mu Zibai said dismissively, "We're already an old married couple, what's there to be ashamed of?"

"What old married couple? We've only been married for a month," Wenren Lingmeng said softly.

"A day as husband and wife creates a hundred days of affection. It's been this long, we have three thousand days of affection. Furthermore, a hundred days of fate to share a boat, a thousand days of fate to sleep in the same bed. Calculating this, we have at least nine million years of destiny. Aren't we an old married couple?" Mu Zibai said with a smile.

Wenren Lingmeng extended her slender finger and counted, then frowned, "How can you calculate it like that? Can it be calculated this way?"

Mu Zibai chuckled, "Why not? Besides, we're already husband and wife. From now on, we'll be inseparable. What's there to hide?"

Wenren Lingmeng shyly lowered her head, remaining silent, implicitly agreeing with Mu Zibai's words.

He gently stroked Wenren Lingmeng's small head. For some reason, it felt like petting a cat. Wenren Lingmeng was indeed like a well-behaved and tsundere little kitten.

Mu Zibai leaned closer to Wenren Lingmeng, squeezing in, wanting to get closer to her.

Wenren Lingmeng was on guard, asking, "What are you doing?"

"Of course, I'm going to stick close to my wife."

Wenren Lingmeng asked blankly, "What does 'stick close' mean?"

Mu Zibai ignored Wenren Lingmeng's resistance and shamelessly pressed against her. Wenren Lingmeng half-heartedly accepted, feeling a little happy inside, but outwardly appearing timid and shy.

She pulled the quilt up with both hands, covering her shy face, leaving only her eyes exposed. She cautiously observed the situation outside.

She struggled to convince herself that it was only because Mu Zibai was too thick-skinned that she reluctantly let him get close, absolutely not because she wanted to! Absolutely not!!!

Anyway, they were already husband and wife, and they had seen each other before, so it should be fine.

"Hugging is when very close people stick together," Mu Zibai said.

A shy voice came from under the covers, asking, "Like this?"

"I think we can go a step further," Mu Zibai said, his dishonest hand reaching out.

"Ah!"

Wenren Lingmeng suddenly felt something touch her and was startled. She instinctively dodged, but Mu Zibai had already cornered her against the wall, leaving her no escape.

She bit down on the quilt, biting hard, and clenched her fists tightly. She shouldn't have let Mu Zibai come over!

It was because Mu Zibai had a thick skin while hers was thin, so she could only dodge his unrestrained, mischievous hand.

Seeing that Wenren Lingmeng didn't resist, Mu Zibai became even more emboldened, fumbling around without restraint, constantly probing at Wenren Lingmeng's boundaries.

Wenren Lingmeng shyly tried to shrink away, almost burying her entire head in the quilt.

How could he do this?