She had taken a bath.
The young wife's body was draped in just a silk garment.
She hadn't put on any outer clothes.
Her pair of tender, white feet were boldly exposed.
The wife's feet were fair-skinned.
Her toenails, clean.
Gu Ya took the wife's feet into the palm of his hands from behind, and Su Yunjin, ticklish as she was, broke out into giggles at his touch, "My lord, have you come?" Su Yunjin withdrew her feet and climbed onto Gu Ya. Gu Ya let his little wife climb over him.
Fearing the little wife might fall, Gu Ya also used his hands to brace her body, preventing her from slipping down. Holding his wife close, the couple lay on the bed talking, "Yunjin, what were you just thinking about? You were so lost in your thoughts?"
Of course, she was thinking about the fruit wine. If they couldn't swiftly develop a substitute for the fruit wine, they would run out of stock.
They had to hasten the development of the fruit wine.
