"No, no need."
Yunjin hurriedly shook her head, feeling guilty for sneaking peeks at Gu Ya, and went back to watering the plants, "Husband, please step aside a bit, I'm watering."
The petite wife looked guilty, and Gu Ya intentionally began to tease her, "Yunjin, come, let me help you." He was seducing her again.
Yunjin tugged at her hand.
"I can do it myself." With Gu Ya holding onto her wrist like this, how could she water the plants? She was enveloped by Gu Ya's manly scent. Perhaps it was because Gu Ya had just bathed, Yunjin could smell nothing but the fragrance of soap nuts. The house had sweet-scented osmanthus soap, which Yunjin liked to use.
However, Gu Ya consistently preferred the soap nuts used by the villagers. The little wife wouldn't let him help, but Gu Ya showed no intention of letting go of her wrist.
