My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife

Chapter 1313 - 1311: Fulfill Your Wifely Duties

"Even what?" Ye Xin’s beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Chen, her red lips parted as she inquired.Yang Chen awkwardly smiled and put the USB drive in his pocket to cover up, saying, "Nothing..."

"If you don’t tell me, I’m leaving." Ye Xin stood up, ready to go.

It was already late at night, and they were back at the guesthouse to rest.

Because the staff had arranged two rooms for them, Ye Xin still needed to leave.

At this moment, Ye Xin appeared particularly strong, completely in control.

Seeing Ye Xin about to leave, Yang Chen hurriedly stopped her, squeezed her small hand and said, "Don’t go!"

Although Ye Xin often trained and was extremely proficient in various martial arts and firearms, her hands remained soft and tender, making it hard for him to let go.

"Are you going to tell me?" Ye Xin looked at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen looked frustrated, feeling very conflicted inside.

With no choice, Yang Chen muttered in a voice only he could hear, "We’ve been married so long, and we haven’t even reached second base, let alone third..."

"What?" Ye Xin frowned, not hearing clearly.

"I said!" Yang Chen reluctantly looked up, gazing into Ye Xin’s beautiful eyes, and spoke at lightning speed, "We’ve been married so long, and we haven’t even reached second base, let alone third."

This speed probably exceeded Yang Chen’s limits.

But Ye Xin still heard it clearly, and a playful smile played at the corner of her mouth.

"So, you feel wronged?" Ye Xin’s face held an enigmatic smile.

"I..." Yang Chen didn’t know how to answer.

"Speak up! Since you’ve already brought it up, no need to hide, I’m listening." Ye Xin sat down, elegantly crossing her legs.

Yang Chen couldn’t bear to look away.

But under Ye Xin’s questioning, Yang Chen could only steel himself and say, "We’ve been married for almost three years, it’s not just feeling wronged, it’s downright suffocating! As a man, I strongly protest!"

"Wronged? Suffocating? Protest?" Ye Xin’s eyes openly stared at Yang Chen, a hint of disdain in her gaze making Yang Chen feel uneasy all over.

"Yes!" Yang Chen put on a righteous posture, standing tall, chest out, looking up at a forty-five-degree angle, "I believe, as a wife protected and recognized by the national law, you should fulfill your responsibilities and obligations! I, as the responsible party, express strong condemnation and firmly demand that you perform the duties a wife should execute!"

"Ha ha!" Ye Xin laughed.

But how that "ha ha" sounded like a reproach?

Yang Chen seemed somewhat uncomfortable, unsure of Ye Xin’s situation, feeling uncertain.

"Then what do you think, as a wife, what duties should be performed?" Ye Xin asked, amused, looking at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen looked at Ye Xin, criticizing, "Comrade Ye Xin, as revolution partners progressing together, we both know clearly what responsibilities and obligations should be executed, so don’t play dumb!"

Ye Xin couldn’t help but laugh out loud, as Yang Chen twisted his words, even bringing up revolutionary friendship.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about, I truly don’t understand what I’m supposed to do, no one’s ever told me about these responsibilities or duties! When we got registered, no one specifically explained this to me. Since you’re so clear, just tell me directly!"

Facing Ye Xin’s feigned ignorance, Yang Chen felt a bit headache.

Ye Xin sat on the bed, her elegant posture accentuating her full figure.

The combat uniform was a tight outfit which couldn’t impede movement. Thus, Ye Xin’s figure was exaggerated and alluring outlined by the tight clothing. Although she wore a camouflage jacket, it still couldn’t cover up the fullness inside.

Yang Chen thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I think kissing, touching, and hugging are no problem! Even as compensation for the past two years!"

"Compensation?" Ye Xin blinked, "Oh right, you do feel wronged, it’s time to compensate a bit."

Yang Chen felt a rush of excitement, his gaze continuously sweeping over Ye Xin’s face, chest, and legs.

Ye Xin showed a thoughtful expression, "How should I compensate you then..."

Yang Chen patiently waited, but sweat poured out from his palms revealing his true state.

Ye Xin thought for a while, seemed to have no idea, looked at Yang Chen, "Why don’t you tell me, how should I compensate you?"

Yang Chen panicked, "Wasn’t it mentioned just now, kissing, touching, and hugging! I surely won’t make excessive demands!"

"No!" Ye Xin refused without hesitation, "Only one!"

Only one?

Yang Chen felt a sense of regret.

But one is better than none!

Yang Chen’s gaze began scanning Ye Xin’s body, feeling torn inside.

"How about..." Yang Chen’s gaze finally landed on Ye Xin’s chest, his adam’s apple moved as he prepared to make a decision.

"Forget it! You go take a shower first!" Ye Xin suddenly said.

Forget it?

This remark made Yang Chen’s heart skip a beat, creating a huge gap.

But the following ’go take a shower’ made Yang Chen’s heart jump wildly with joy.

Shower?

What does this mean?

Yang Chen’s mind began to envision scenarios.

Seeing Yang Chen making no move, Ye Xin urged, "Hurry up! You smell like blood, if you don’t go, I’ll go back to sleep."

"Okay okay okay! I’m going! I’ll go right now!" Yang Chen dared not linger, hurriedly headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

Turning on the hot water, he hastily shed his clothes, standing under the shower, beginning to wash.

Yang Chen had mild cleanliness compulsions; in battles, he generally wouldn’t get stained with blood, unless the battle was particularly intense.

The recent battle with the Martial Artist wasn’t considered a ’major battle’ for Yang Chen.

Thus, Yang Chen wasn’t really stained with blood—if there was a bloody smell, it could only be slightly discernible.

He quickly finished the shower, carelessly dried himself, wrapped in a towel, and pushed the door open.

Outside, Ye Xin had long since removed her jacket, and in the tight clothes outlining her top, it seemed almost explosive.

Yang Chen appeared straight as he exited the bathroom.

In that fleeting moment turning around, he was still trembling.

"Are you done showering?" Ye Xin approached.

One step!

Yang Chen’s heart raced, adam’s apple rolling.

He silently wished it would stop trembling, any more, and he wouldn’t be able to hold back!

"Are you done showering?" Ye Xin asked again.

Yang Chen quickly nodded.

Ye Xin came closer, he could already smell the fragrance on Ye Xin.

"So fast?" Ye Xin frowned.

Yang Chen washed too quickly.

"I’m not dirty, just a rinse is enough." Yang Chen looked at Ye Xin with burning eyes, "You, you should also take a shower."