Not Letting Others See

Belle's eyes sparkled. She hadn't expected Madam to trust her so completely, and her resolve to serve the family faithfully for a lifetime grew even stronger. She nodded eagerly, "Madam, just tell me what you need—I'll do anything you say!"

Lily smiled gently. "Belle, things might be a bit tough for you for a while..."

Lily leaned in and whispered a plan into Belle’s ear. Belle nodded repeatedly after listening, saying, "Madam, don’t worry—this little hardship is nothing. As long as I can help you catch the big traitor in the house, I’m willing to do anything."

"Good girl, go ahead," Lily said with a cheerful smile.

After Belle left, Lucky finally emerged from the bathhouse, looking aggrieved as he sidled up to Lily. "Wife, I came out wearing my robe—I didn’t let any other woman see me."

As he spoke, Lucky even sneakily checked his most precious part, reserved only for his wife. "Wife, your treasure is just fine—no other woman saw it."

Lily couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Her silly husband sure had a strong sense of chastity!

"Hmm, that’s right. My husband’s body is for my eyes only!" Lily said, playfully tilting Lucky’s chin.

Lucky’s handsome face turned bright red. "Then—then your body is for me alone to see, too."

"Oh, about that…" Lily pretended to struggle with the idea. "What if I ask Belle to help scrub my back, and she sees something?"

Lucky pulled Lily into his arms, looking utterly conflicted. "Well, Belle is a woman, so that doesn't count... No, wait, women don't count either... From now on, I'll scrub your back for you—no one else will see!"

Lucky’s frowning, conflicted expression was just too adorable. The more Lily looked at him, the cuter he seemed, so she decided to tease him. "Hmm, what about when we have a son? How will I feed him?"

"This... this..." Lucky was even more tangled up. If they had a son, surely he couldn’t go hungry, right?

"What should I do..." Lucky cupped his face, looking totally distressed, his hair a messy tangle from all the worrying.

"Wife, wife, you’re the smartest—there’s nothing you don’t know! Teach me, what should I do?" Lucky tugged Lily’s arm, shaking it back and forth, his big puppy eyes blinking at her.

Lily was once again charmed by Lucky’s cuteness, her heart thumping wildly. She thought, if they had a son who looked like his dad, how many girls would he break hearts when he grew up!

Lily quickly shook her head—she needed to stay calm and not get distracted by handsome men!

"Sleep, sleep!" Lily changed the subject, coaxing Lucky to go to bed.

Lucky lay down, hugging Lily, but his mind was still stuck on what to do about feeding their future son. Suddenly, inspiration struck. "Wife, you always say, ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.’ So let’s have a son first—then we’ll know what to do!"

With that, the man started untying his belt.

Lily gasped and hurriedly grabbed Lucky’s belt. "I’m still young—I can’t have children yet!"

"Oh…" Lucky leaned in, looking apologetic. "Sorry, I forgot you said you’re still young. Having a baby too early isn’t good for your health. We have to wait until you’re older."

"Good boy, now sleep!" Lily was very pleased with her silly, easy-to-please Lucky.

As soon as they lay down, Lucky transformed into a curious octopus, clinging to Lily and staring at her chest in confusion. "Wife, how does a baby eat?"

Lily blushed, mumbling, "They just… eat."

"How do they eat?" Lucky was especially curious, leaning closer and blinking his big eyes.

Looking at his handsome face so close, Lily swallowed hard. Right now, she just wanted to eat him up!

But no! Must resist! Resist! Resist!

"Sleep!" Lily gave Lucky a playful thump on the forehead. Lucky wailed, clutching his head, and snuggled up to Lily to sleep, looking utterly pitiful.