Pretty Wife Insists I Live Off Her - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: The Lace Is a Bit Itchy.

One wall away, Mo Yingxue’s dark eyes were fixed on the surveillance feed.

Seeing Yue Lei in her revealing outfit looking at herself in the mirror, a fire started to burn in her heart as well.

But what followed was a surge of hidden anger and jealousy.

Yue Lei’s expression was full of excitement, and she made several gestures to show off her curves. It seemed she really liked this kind of sexy, fun lingerie.

But she had never worn it for herself.

Was it like what people said, that the home flower should be demure, and the wild flower should be flirtatious?

She wondered if it was fun for her to hang out with the female streamers under her management while they were wearing their clothes.

A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, and Mo Yingxue slammed her fist down hard on the koala plushie on the bed.

The koala flew out uncontrollably and fell to the floor, lying there pitifully.

She bit her lip and quickly picked up the “child,” gently patting the dust off of it.

There were still about ten minutes until their scheduled painting time. Mo Yingxue thought for a moment, opened the Qingyin Live backend, and replied to Yue Lei.

Z: “I was busy earlier. I’ll watch whatever you stream. Send me your contact information.”

Yue Lei was looking at herself in the mirror and felt thirsty. When she heard her phone ring, she immediately put on her bathrobe with a guilty conscience.

She even covered her neckline in a serious manner.

Seeing Miss Z’s message, she immediately perked up and sent her contact information.

Miss Z’s WeChat profile picture and username were the same as on the Qingyin live streaming platform. The profile picture was a snowy landscape from an unknown place, and the username was just a capital Z.

Her Moments had no content, and the background was a picture of a girl walking on the beach from behind.

She was tall and was wearing a sheer dress. At first glance, she looked like a beautiful, rich, and leisurely woman.

Yue Lei thought for a moment, said a few polite words, and began to discourage her: “Streaming is just a hobby for me. So the content and time will be spontaneous, and my performance will fluctuate. If Miss Z wants to nurture a small streamer from scratch, I might not be a suitable person to watch.”

People who would spend a fortune on a new account, besides falling in love at first sight, are usually fans of growing a small streamer and watching her become big and strong step by step.

Yue Lei didn’t want to disappoint her.

Z: “When is your next stream?”

Yue Lei raised her eyebrows. She didn’t expect that even after saying that, Miss Z still wanted to watch her.

She was secretly pleased and replied honestly—

Yue Lei: “I haven’t decided yet. I’ll stream when I’m ready.”

Z: “Call me when you stream.”

After sending that message, Yue Lei waited for a while with her phone, but Miss Z didn’t say anything else.

This cold attitude actually made Yue Lei feel a lot more relaxed.

She was especially afraid that Miss Z would have a strong presence, just like in the live stream, and would want to aggressively invade her real life.

Or that she would use the fact that she had spent money to try and develop the relationship further.

Yue Lei considered herself to have low standards, but no matter what, she still had a line.

Being friends was fine, but anything else was out of the question.

Neither in this life nor the previous one would she consider developing an intimate relationship with anyone other than Mo Yingxue.

Just as she was breathing a sigh of relief, she heard Mo Yingxue knocking on the door.

Her voice was cold, but it broke the loneliness in the room. “Sister, I’m rested. Let’s go paint.”

“Coming!” Yue Lei answered and was about to go out when Miss Z suddenly made a video call.

A current went straight to her head. Yue Lei didn’t know what she was so afraid of.

In any case, she quickly hung up the phone.

As she walked outside, she quickly typed.

Yue Lei: “I’m busy. Sorry, it’s not convenient to take calls right now.”

There was no need to guess that this would definitely make Miss Z angry.

But she didn’t care.

When she knocked on the door, Mo Yingxue was trembling all over.

She secretly wanted to see which was more important in Yue Lei’s heart, “Miss Z” or herself.

Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait. The door suddenly opened.

Yue Lei was wearing a moon-white silk pajama suit, and her face was a little flushed as she looked at her. “Let’s go. I’ve changed my clothes, too.”

Mo Yingxue’s senses all came back to her.

Her previous panic and frustration melted into water, dripping and irrigating her withered heart.

Yue Lei didn’t notice any change in her wife’s expression at all.

She was secretly walking and observing whether her robe was thick enough, whether it would be see-through when she walked, and whether the fabric was so soft that it would show the pattern of her lingerie.

And also, whether she had to take off her robe for the painting session today…

To hide her nervousness, Yue Lei said flirtatiously, “Are we going to the studio? The light in the evening is so nice. It’s a little embarrassing to be dressed like this. I really want to know what Xiao Xue’s inspiration is, and if it’s proper.”

Mo Yingxue’s face was calm: “I’ll show you when I’m done painting.”

When they got to the studio, the canvas and paint were all ready.

Yue Lei habitually sat on the stool in the center and lazily found a comfortable position.

The warm yellow sunset shone through the stained-glass window, casting beautiful, kaleidoscope-like light and shadows on her.

She crossed her legs and looked at Mo Yingxue with a smile. “Have you thought about what pose you want me to do, Xiao Xue?”

Mo Yingxue: “…This is fine for now. Take off your robe.”

Lovers naturally have the right to admire each other’s bodies. In her previous life, Yue Lei didn’t remember how many times she walked around the house naked after taking a shower without a towel.

But in this situation, she was so nervous and shy that she was about to explode.

She looked at Mo Yingxue and, after seeing that she had no intention of looking away, gritted her teeth and quickly took off her silk robe.

Fortunately, Mo Yingxue’s gaze didn’t stay on her for long. She picked up her brush and started to paint.

Yue Lei didn’t have the feeling of being intensely watched, perhaps because she had gotten used to being a nude model at school these past few days.

She started to have the mind to think about other things.

She would look at the murals on the ceiling for a while and then follow the shadows of the stained-glass window with her eyes.

She even dared to turn around quickly while Mo Yingxue was mixing paint and adjusted her lingerie, moving her soft flesh towards the center on a whim.

Mo Yingxue’s voice suddenly came over: “What are you doing?”

“Haha, the lace is a bit itchy.” Yue Lei thought her movements were fast enough, but she was still caught and awkwardly laughed it off.

However, what she didn’t expect was for Mo Yingxue to put down her brush and walk towards her.

She stopped in front of Yue Lei, looked down at her, and frowned. “Is it really that itchy? If the quality is bad, just change back to your own.”

As she spoke, Mo Yingxue actually wanted to reach out and touch the lace on Yue Lei’s chest.

As if she wanted to check the quality of that small piece of fabric.

Yue Lei’s face turned beet red, and she dodged her touch. “No, no! The fabric is soft, and the lining is much more comfortable than my own clothes! It’s just a little itchy. It might be the thread rubbing against it, but it’s fine now!”

“That’s good.” Mo Yingxue’s gaze moved from her chest back to her face, and she inexplicably smiled before returning to her easel.

Her wife almost touched her. Why did she dodge?

Yue Lei couldn’t help but think of her previous life.

Mo Yingxue would kiss her without any hesitation but would never touch her sensitive parts during sex.

She would only grab her waist or arms when she couldn’t take it anymore, as if they were a floating board she could use to ask for help.

But she didn’t know that as long as she left her, there was no vast ocean outside.

Yue Lei had even complained about this to Lin Zhixi.

They both guessed at the time that her wife was either not enlightened, was sexually frigid, or was a complete pillow princess.

But Yue Lei didn’t dare to bring it up to her wife, so there was no answer until they divorced.

Mo Yingxue focused on painting for a while longer.

The sunset was getting lower, and the light was getting worse.

Yue Lei wanted to turn on the light, but Mo Yingxue noticed her intention.

Mo Yingxue: “I’ll turn on the light. You stay put, or your pose will be deformed.”

Yue Lei responded and sat anxiously in place, waiting.

However, after adjusting several different lights, her wife still didn’t seem satisfied.

Mo Yingxue finally scowled and took something to cover the canvas. “The light isn’t right. We’re not painting anymore for now.”

Yue Lei: “Didn’t you say you would let me see what you painted?”

Mo Yingxue turned her head and asked threateningly, “Do you want to see an unfinished painting?”

“No, no, I don’t.” Yue Lei hadn’t seen her wife truly angry in this life yet, so she shrank her neck.

Mo Yingxue smiled and walked towards her again. Each step seemed to land on Yue Lei’s heart, making her want to tremble.

“Sister, put your clothes on.” Mo Yingxue picked up the robe next to her, unfolded it, and stood behind Yue Lei.

She was clearly intending to help her put on her clothes.

In her previous life, if her wife had done this for her, Yue Lei would have immediately turned into a lecher and stripped her clothes off as well.

But now, she could only obediently extend her arms.

After her wife helped her put on the sleeves, she quickly pulled the robe back and fumbled to tie a knot at the waist.

On the way back to the bedroom through the hallway, Yue Lei tried hard to find a topic in her mind.

But her shared topics with Mo Yingxue were now almost zero.

She stole several glances at her, but she couldn’t say a word.

They lived together, so asking about personal matters was too fake, and asking about her well-being was too deliberate.

It was only when they were about to return to the bedroom that Mo Yingxue broke the silence.

“Get some rest early. I have to go out tomorrow.”

Yue Lei subconsciously asked, “When will you be back?”

After she asked, she realized she might have been a little too nosy. Her employer didn’t have to report her schedule to her.

To make up for it, she scratched her head and laughed, “I want to know if we’ll paint tomorrow.”

Mo Yingxue looked at her: “It might be in the evening. We won’t paint tomorrow. You can go wherever you want. You can also stream.”

Yue Lei shook her head: “I don’t want to stream. Since you won’t be here, I’ll go for a walk on the street by myself tomorrow.”

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