Chapter 212: Chinu Chinu, are you at home?

The sky darkens at dusk, light mist wraps the river.

Between heaven and earth there is only one sky, one stretch of water, one boat, one pole, one helmsman, and just these two people.

Such a fine moment and beautiful scenery, yet the enticement still hasn't succeeded.

Chinu naturally isn't ready to give up; his feet keep moving, rubbing Wife Master's instep and trying to hook her ankle:

"Nonsense! A-nu hasn't stepped on anything!"

The river water rushes on endlessly; Chinu is busy inside and out......

Then Du Shanü felt again that she had been stepped on several times in a row.

Du Shanü: "...... (blushing)"

Really, truly none?

That makes it even stranger.

What exactly is in the water.....

Could it be we've run into a water ghost looking for a substitute?!

As dusk approached, Du Shanü felt more and more that something was wrong; she simply moved her foot back, trying to put on her shoes and socks:

"Right, right, right, good slave says correctly...... Like this, I'll put on my shoes and socks then tell you, it feels like something is tangled around me in the water, really scary."

What's scary!

What's scary!

It's utter nonsense!

Wife, Wife Master, don't you feel any enticement!

Chinu, furious to the point of losing his wits, simply grabbed Du Shanü who was about to put on her shoes and socks, pressed Wife Master's foot back into the water, and truly 'hard' stepped on Du Shanü's instep several times:

"This is stepping! This is stepping!"

"A-nu's just now, that's called, called...... enticement!"

"Do you understand what enticement is!"

"It's......"

"It's......"

"It's that he wishes, he wishes that before the mountains and rivers, Wife Master would be lovestruck for him, saying a basketful of loving words, subduing his absurdity, then......"

Du Shanü was embraced, her foot also completely hooked and subdued.

She first stiffened, then realized, and couldn't help bursting into laughter today:

"That good slave really has no talent for using feet to entice people hahaha——"

The laughter rang loud, penetrating both banks of the Gui River.

It's not that Du Shanü's laughter is earth-shattering; rather, Chinu's act is truly unexpected.

In the past, Chinu's appearance, laughter, anger, strong waist, stamina—each taken alone—made her soul entwined, utterly satisfied......

But his feet, however, are unexpectedly clumsy.

Just as, just as Chinu himself is.

When Chinu deals with strangers, those he dislikes, or those he doesn't trust enough, he is extremely arrogant and overconfident.

But strip away that layer of gloomy-malicious mask, and Chinu is both foolish and stupid, his inner self more anxious and unable to find peace all day.

Even the art of entangling people in bed, no matter how superb, will eventually have clumsy moments......

Du Shanü is happy.

Du Shanü is very happy.

Du Shanü...... even she herself can't say why she's so happy.

The more she laughs, the louder she gets, the more Chinu becomes annoyed.

He with one hand entwines Du Shanü's body, with the other hand comes to cover her mouth:

"What are you laughing at! What are you laughing at! What's there to laugh about! (○? ｀Д′? ○)"

He's angry!

He really is angry!

With such beautiful scenery, how could Wife Master laugh at him like this, is he really bringing disgrace upon himself?!

But he, he clearly just wants to sweetly cling to Wife Master for a while!

Chinu, furious, held her even tighter.

Du Shanü couldn't bear the joy, mindful of the helmsman at the stern, she wanted to push away her own Chinu, but laughably she had no strength left.

Du Shanü could only use her shoulder to weakly resist Chinu:

"Don't don't...... oh, my dear, spare me once, I was wrong, I truly was wrong......"

"Don't entangle me...... my shoes and socks are about to fall into the water!"

Chinu couldn't care less whether the shoes and socks fall; he gritted his teeth and only voiced a threat:

"Wife Master just said there's something scary in the water?"

Du Shanü was about to laugh, but hearing this, she nearly laughed herself backward——

How can this be blamed on her!

Perhaps because he used to travel the four seas, Chinu's feet are just rough!

All over are thin calluses, and yet he has to learn how to entice people from others, really......

"Pfft."

Du Shanü couldn't hold back again, letting out a short laugh.

Chinu, his ears red with anger, simply stopped restraining himself, his arms tightening to lock her in, he lowered his head to bury in her shoulder and neck, his body entwined with hers unwilling to let go, mixing a bit of annoyance with clingy, spoiled entanglement.

This bondage was several times more intense than before, yet Du Shanü's shoulders trembled, she laughed until she doubled over, powerless to evade, she could only fall back and struggle that way.

The two tussled and tangled, limbs pushing and pulling, the whole punt rocked and swayed with their motions, growing ever more violent.

The hull creaked, water splashed everywhere on the river, the previously calm surface instantly turned into chaos.

The boatman at the stern, who had endured the bumpy shaking all along, finally could take no more, his face turning ashen; he shoved his pole forward and thrust it hard ahead!

In a breath, two bangs sounded——

Chinu: "...... Mmm! ￣へ￣"

Du Shanü: "Ouch! (? `Д′) Who! Who hit my head!?"

Surely we haven't really run into trouble this time, have we bumped into something dirty?

As a matter of fact, dirty things simply cannot be dirty.

In fact, the two of them are even more likely to be trouble in others' eyes.

The boatman sent by Chen Weifang looked to be in his sixties or seventies, usually thin and nimble, but now he couldn't help cursing in slang:

"You two losers! You've rocked the boat into the water! Get off quickly! Get off right now!"

Taking on water, taking on water.....

Actually, it's just taken on water.

Du Shanü startled, barely had time to react, when she saw the boatman thrust his bamboo pole, sending the skiff to the nearest bank, then he swung the pole with firm force and simply shoved them ashore.

Forced ashore, the two of them, the boat instantly grew lighter and became much more nimble.

Afterward the boatman lingered no longer, turned and sailed the empty craft away, leaving the two standing on the dim-lit shore with not a glimmer of light, watching the receding boat, they could neither laugh nor cry.

This, how could such a thing happen!

Now that it's dark, if they aren't ferried back, they'll have to walk home on foot.

Du Shanü wanted to cry but had no tears; however, lacking a boat wasn't the main issue—the real problem was——

Chinu is still angry!

As for asking how Du Shanü knows, isn't it obvious?

Chinu stays beside her, gazing at the sky, the ground, the water...... but simply refuses to look at her.

She bends down then lifts her head, while observing her slave's expression, she lightly taps his sleeve as if knocking on a door, smiling and asking:

"Good slave, good slave, are you home?"

Chinu originally meant to lower his head, but seeing her shamelessly trying to peek, he turned away, deliberately refusing to let her look.

"Not here!"

Du Shanü then went around another way, trying to sneak a glance at that face blessed by heaven and earth:

"Oh dear... if Chinu isn't here, then who's answering now?"

A flicker passed across Chinu's lips, yet he forced himself to hold it back:

"... Don't worry about this...... Anyway, Chinu says he's angry!"

Du Shanü instantly showed a flustered expression, saying "astonished":

"Oh dear, that won't do! How can we let the good slave get angry!"

"Then quickly help me ask, how can my good slave avoid getting angry?"