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Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 936: [Bonus chapter] Poetry
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Chapter 936: [Bonus chapter] Poetry

Seeing his eyes closed, Raelle picked up the guitar and hurriedly hid it behind the sofa along with its case. She did it as silently as possible before coming to stand before him and saying, "Sprits send my words, all across the world. Turn this guitar into a smaller size for my husband."         

    

Shui Xian almost laughed out loud but held himself back. It was definitely not like her but he was finding this situation too cute to stop it. She was doing something out of the ordinary for him, how could he have the heart to stop it or say anything about it?     

"Okay, open your eyes," she instructed.     

When Shui Xian open his eyes, he was met with really a mini-sized version of the guitar he just put down. This time, it was a key chain that was the exact replica of the customized guitar he received from her. He looked into her eyes and then at the key chain.     

"How is it? Didn't my magic work?"      

Shui Xian took the key chain from her and nodded, "It worked. I never knew my wife was so powerful. What kind of magical power is this?" Before she could speak, he added, "Oh, I know. It's the power of love." With that, he kissed her lips and chuckled.     

Raelle pinched his waist making him laugh harder.     

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"Are you making fun of me?" she asked.     

"Definitely not," denied Shui Xian. "I'm just so happy. I didn't know my wife could do something like this as well. Where did you learn it from?"     

"You think this didn't come from my own brain?" she asked.     

"It didn't," he tapped her forehead. "This brain is meant to do great things. These silly tricks don't come from this great mind."     

Raelle lowered her eyes as she told him, "I saw a guy trying to amuse his sick girlfriend in the hospital this way. She definitely looked very happy. Why don't you fall for it?"     

Shui Xian bit her nose lightly making her blink at him, "My silly wife, that girl didn't fall for it. She was also pretending. In my case, you'll easily see through my pretense. Why bother? Besides, I'm genuinely happy that even if it wasn't an original, you put effort into this silly act which is so not like you."     

Raelle wasn't disappointed that her act didn't work. Who would fall for magical tricks? Forget it, it served its purpose well. Her husband was amused and his eyes brightened up even more.     

"Go and wash up," said Shui Xian. "I'll take out the clothes for you."     

Raelle nodded and walked towards the bathroom. It had been a while since she had a comfortable bath. So, she had to take her time.      

Seeing her go, Shui Xian walked behind the sofa and picked up the guitar case. His eyes fell on the closed door of the bathroom before he shook his head with a helpless smile on his face. He hugged the guitar and took it into the study to keep it safe before he entered the closet and took out comfortable loungewear for her and for himself as well.      

After they were done with ablutions, they lay down together. Shui Xian wanted her to sleep since they woke up way earlier than her usual time but she wasn't sleepy so they just lay down there doing nothing.      

Raelle's head was placed on his chest while one of his hands was on her back. Half of her body was actually lying on his while her toes kept making trouble on the front of his feet making his heart itch to do something. His other hand played with her fingers lazily before he brought up her hand to kiss the tips of her fingers lightly.      

They didn't talk about anything but just kept laying there in peace. And that's how they spent the next two hours on this summer day before they were called down for lunch.      

When they came downstairs, Shui Koshing and Amiah were already waiting for them. Although Shui Xian thought Amiah would have left by now, he didn't question how or why she was still here. Meanwhile, Amiah's eyes first fell on the clasped hands of her brother and sister-in-law. She remembered they went upstairs the same way and they came down the same way as well.     

"Daughter-in-law, eat more," said Shui Koshing. "Body needs food to recover. I hired another nutritionist to take care of your diet. So, you have to eat well and fatten up a little."     

"Fatten up?" repeated Raelle and Shui Xian simultaneously. Each had their own thoughts though. Raelle didn't like the idea of being fat. Moving will get difficult while Shui Xian seemed very interested in seeing a cuddly Raelle.      

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"I think you can put on some weight," added Shui Xian. "You'll look gorgeous."     

"You mean I don't look good right now?"      

Shui Xian coughed, "What are you saying? When did I say that? You're beautiful. You're the red plum blossoms blooming in the middle of a snowy day. Exceptionally enchanting."         

    

Shui Koshing chuckled, "Son, I wish your mother was here. She used to complain about how poorly you were doing in Chinese class because of poetry. Now, you've even learned to be poetic when it comes to complimenting your wife. Not bad. Not bad at all. You still have some hope."     

Shui Xian didn't think his father would talk about that right now.     

"Hubby, you're bad at Chinese?" asked Raelle.     

Shui Xian rubbed his temples, "Not that bad, baby! I was just bad at poetry. Everything else was good. I wasn't that bad of a student."     

"Oh, I think you were still better than me at poetry," said Raelle. "Opa always said I can't understand what the poet was trying to express. And honestly, I never did. If you want to compliment a beauty, just do it. What's with 'A cup of wine sweet as honey a girl with braids black as a crow. Why ask if spring is lovelier than autumn? I have never been able to decide if peach blossoms were prettier than chrysanthemums.'"     

Shui Xian stared wide-eyed at his wife who just recited such an old poem without blinking.