Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 525: Could a concubine beat her husband?

A delicate flush colored Chen Yulan's cheeks as she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath, "Wei... It's merely the pregnancy, nothing to worry about."

"..."

Zhang Wei sensed the subtle shift in her demeanor, saw the spark of misunderstanding in her eyes.

He reached out, gently clasping her hands, only to withdraw them a moment later, an awkwardness lingering in the air.

He had grown accustomed to the world seeing him as a villain...

But to be misunderstood as good?

That was an entirely new challenge.

"Go and dress up," Zhang Wei commanded, his tone steady, almost indifferent.

"Huh?" Chen Yulan's cherry-red lips parted in surprise, her gaze drifting to the window. The darkness of night still shrouded the world outside. "But... it's night. Where are we going?"

Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed. "A concubine doesn't ask questions."

Chen Yulan bit her lip, her thoughts spinning.

Could a concubine beat her husband?

The idea flickered through her mind, a fleeting surge of annoyance.

Every time he referred to her as "concubine," an odd mixture of irritation and a sweet, inexplicable warmth blossomed within her, making it impossible to remain truly angry.

If Zhang Wei knew that this nizi was contemplating rebellion, he would have taken flight to another realm altogether.

No way.

In his mind, she was his most peaceful woman!

If even she began to wage wars, wouldn't the crystal palace of his peace shatter into a thousand irreparable pieces?

As Chen Yulan rose from the bed, the delicate silk sheets slid off her body, cascading down to pool around her ankles like a soft whisper of moonlight.

The cool air kissed her skin, and a shiver ran through her as she stood there, every movement graceful but tinged with a shy hesitance.

She could feel Zhang Wei's gaze, following her every step.

As he handed her the dress, their fingers brushed briefly, and the electric tension between them seemed to crackle in the air.

Chen Yulan took the garment from him, her heart still fluttering wildly in her chest, her cheeks still burning.

She found herself at a loss.

Finally, she raised her head, her eyes flickered with confusion as she stared at him.

"I... umm..." Her lips parted as if to speak, but then closed again, her words faltering.

She wanted to ask him to turn around, to grant her a moment of privacy, but the thought made her hesitate.

Wasn't she just asking to be teased by him?

She was certain he wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by.

Her cheeks flushed, knowing that she was probably right.

Her understanding of Zhang Wei was spot on; he'd likely roast her mercilessly if she dared to voice such a request.

With her ears burning with embarrassment, she turned her back to him and hesitantly began to undress.

The soft rustle of fabric filled the room as she slipped out of her pajamas, her movements delicate and self-conscious.

Zhang Wei, meanwhile, made his way to the bed, sitting down with an amused gleam in his eyes, as if anticipating a good show.

He watched with unmasked interest as she shed her clothes, revealing the milky white expanse of her back.

Her skin glowed in the soft light, smooth and flawless, as she pulled her top over her head.

His gaze lingered on the fragile curve of her shoulders, the strap of her red bra running across her back, accentuating her slender frame.

Her waist was narrow and beautifully defined, a perfect complement to her delicate build.

If it weren't for the fear of startling her, he might have given in to the urge to wrap his arms around her from behind, to feel the warmth of her body against his.

But for now, he contented himself with watching, his eyes tracing every graceful movement.

As Chen Yulan slid her pajamas down, the long, graceful lines of her legs came into view.

They were soft and smooth, glowing like polished jade, her calves were round and smooth.

Her buttocks were perfectly rounded, firm yet soft.