He stood up, and Ning Jia immediately regretted opening that particular door, though she tried not to show. "I propose a perfect physical challenge." Luo He continued, warming to the idea.
"Something that will definitively settle this matter. Something that requires both flexibility and endurance."
"What are you suggesting?" Jin Mulan asked warily, already sensing where this was heading.
"Twister !" Luo He announced with complete seriousness.
Ning Jia tilted her head. "Twister?"
Jin Mulan raised an eyebrow. "I've never heard of such a game."
Luo He smiled faintly. "It's a game where balance eventually betrays everyone."
The two women exchanged curious glances.
"And... how exactly is it played?" Ning Jia asked.
"Oh, it's very simple." Luo He replied. "Everyone follows a set of increasingly awkward movements while trying not to lose their balance. The rules are easy. Remaining upright is the difficult part."
Jin Mulan narrowed her eyes. "That sounds suspiciously like something you invented."
Luo He placed a hand over his heart. "I'm deeply offended that you'd arrive at the correct conclusion so quickly."
Little Lin, blissfully unaware of the conversation, continued stacking her blocks nearby.
Luo He cleared his throat. "Though I wasn't referring to the clothed version."
Silence.
The air in the room grew thick with the weight of Luo He's suggestion. Ning Jia's eyes remained shut, her jaw very tight. "Absolutely not."
"Completely shameless." Jin Mulan echoed, crossing her arms. But there was a flicker in her gaze. A spark of challenge that Luo He had learned to recognize over the years.
Luo He smiled, slow and deliberate.
"I recall, not three or so minutes ago, a certain pair of wives expressing their concern over my endurance.
Something about my 'declining stamina' and 'slowing reflexes' ?" Ning Jia's cheeks flushed. "We were merely..."
"Merely what? Observing?" Luo He tilted his head. "Well, I've always believed in empirical evidence. So I propose a demonstration."
Little Lin looked up from her blocks, her small face scrunching in confusion. "Daddy, what are you doing?" She asked genuinely confused by the rucksack.
"A game for grown-ups." Luo He said smoothly. "Very educational."
Jin Mulan snorted. "Educational. That's one word for it."
He needed quite a lot of convincing before they finally agreed to his terms and conditions. But they agreed non the less under his constant convincing
After about three minutes later, Luo He went to his room with his two wives after leaving their daughter with servants. Luo He locked the door behind them.
He then activated the sea shell, and took out a cloth marked with colourful circles.
He laid it on the ground. "The rules are simple."
"First, someone says a limb with a colour at a particular person. For example, 'Jia, right hand, yellow.' So she has to follow the order. Then it's her chance, as she went last."
"So next she can do the same for either me or Mulan. Anyone who lets their knees or elbows touch the ground or falls loses. Is the rules clear? Now, the fun part; striping off your clothes."
The two were still shocked despite very well knowing it would come to this. The two hesitantly removed their clothes gently taking their time.
Luo He removed his clothes as well and threw his robe onto his normal chair and hung his sword as well. Ning Jia and Jin Mulan began removing one part at a time while cursing him.
Removing clothing when breathing or at bed is one thing, but this. It's too weird for both of them. They kept on cursing him under their breath.
"You shameless dog man! You bastard! You are a scoundrel of a husband! How dare you, freak! You really don't respect your wives, how utterly shameless! Little fox! Little devil! Scumbag!"
All sorts of insults were thrown at him, but none were genuinely meant to hurt. They were just taunts, because at the end of the day, these two shameless women actually volunteered for this bizarre experience.
The two, however, stopped after reaching their undergarments. Luo He looked at them top to bottom with indifference.
"What part of naked did the two of you miss?"
"Husband, isn't this enough? We are flexible enough to do anything with this setup. Unlike our previous clothes, we aren't restrained at all. Don't you believe us?" Jin Mulan said urgently.
She fell down to one hand and lifted her body horizontally on one hand while maintaining eye contact with him. She thought of making him lose it but he reminded very very composed.
Maybe even a little too much composed. Ning Jia stood up on her left foot's thumb planted alone on the ground and she rotated easily on it.
"See, darling, we can move. You have misunderstood." She said mockingly.
"This is to make us more intimate and for me to enjoy humiliating you more, not because of anything else." He threw his underwear on the ground, standing there unashamed.
"Just be bold. I would love to see you desperately trying to stretch naked and fail miserably again and again."
They deliberately removed all their clothes and stood on the mat.
Luo He began the game, and at first, the two genuinely started competing and enjoying the game. But Luo He is very, very competitive and never gave his wives the chance to win.
He used tricks like tickling his wives, kissing their weak spots which made them lose control, and blew on them like he would if they'd lose balance and fall if he blew hard enough.
His wives, being the shameless bitches they were, tried the same things back at him, but he won anyway.
He used his spiritual energy to help better balance his body without his wives' knowledge, to give him more of an advantage.
And in his turns, he deliberately gave them positions which made them look more sexually enticing. They understood as well.
First time he asked Jin Mulan to do so, she immediately understood what he wanted. He wanted her to open her legs so wide.
She was cursing within, and that made her distracted, then she fell down intentionally, unable to last the shame of such a position.
Ning Jia laughed so hard at that she herself fell, losing her balance, making Luo He the sole victor. His wives immediately got it was intentional to make them embarrassed and quiet.
So next time they did those moves without quitting in embarrassment. This man was using them as trained animals, and they knew that as well.
Either way, Luo He got a reward, so it's a win-win for him while they lost something every time.
Either they have to accept they were wrong to say he wasn't flexible and lack stamina, or they will have to embarrass themselves trying to prove they're right.
These stubborn women chose victory over embarrassment. Luo He had taught them right.
They continued. Hours passed. His wives tried giving him embarrassing positions, but he didn't even flinch doing those.
They slapped his butt and tried to use touch to distract him, and nothing worked. Despite everything they said, they genuinely enjoyed this.
The embarrassment, the teasing, the competition, the humiliation. Someone else would have skinned this shameless scoundrel alive, but to them, he was their scumbag husband.
And they are nonetheless his shameless wives. How could a woman with shame bear such humiliation? They could almost feel their sense of shame fading in real time during the short time they spent with this man.
Four hours had passed, and by the eleventh round, the two women were visibly struggling.
Their muscles trembled with exhaustion, and even holding a simple stance had become difficult. Yet Luo He remained as composed as ever, looking as fresh as the morning dew.
"We are tied, husband. Now can we stop? Please," Jin Mulan begged.
"No, no, not just yet. I can go for many more rounds. And you two surely should have more endurance than your lazy and lethargic husband."
He kept teasing. Finally, Jin Mulan gave up at first. "We accept, husband. We are no match for you. We accept we lost. Now can we please go?"
Luo He waited. Ning Jia refused, but after Jin Mulan gave her a sharp glance, she admitted defeat as well. The two women stood up hard, got dressed, and fell onto the bed immediately.
The moment they accepted defeat, Luo He fell right there on the ground. "I can't even breathe. So tired. I am completely drained of all energy."
He did not even bother getting dressed. Instead, he simply collapsed onto the floor where he stood. His wives recognized the act immediately.
It was the "exhausted husband" routine, the very same performance he always put on in bed whenever he thought they looked too tired to continue. Flopping over dramatically as though every last ounce of strength had left his body.
Luo He didn't really feel exhausted at his cultivation level, but he acted as if he did. His acting was so profound that anyone except his two wives would genuinely believe in it. No questions asked?