The jade-like feet in front of him were narrow with high arches, slender in shoes but plump when bare, with lustrous skin, pink nails, and slightly upturned toes...
Marquis Gu gulped as he pinched them: "..."
Forget it, forget it, there's no arguing with a drunkard.
So he grumblingly picked up the unruly little drunk wife and tossed her onto the Arhat Bed, then instructed the maid to bring in hot water, softly coaxing the little drunkard to change her clothes.
The little maid, blushing with her head down, quickly brought the hot water and then retreated.
Marquis Gu worked up a sweat washing his wife's jade feet, and then spent some time coaxing her to change clothes, loosen her hair, and wash her face.
He couldn't help but complain, "No wonder they say that only small-minded people and women are difficult to raise, why is it so troublesome."
Even though it was troublesome, he never relied on someone else's hands.
Because he truly couldn't rest easy.
