The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1820 - 1834: The Grand Finale (Part 2)

"Wait a minute." Just as Yu Zexiao was about to lean over, she suddenly felt a twinge of unease. "Those people... they won’t come in, will they?"

"They shouldn’t, right?" Hearing his wife’s concern, Yu Zexiao became slightly alert.

These troublemakers absolutely have no limits when it comes to playing pranks. Especially since he had previously disrupted the wedding of the Leng brothers, Leng Yunting and Leng Yunlin would love to see him embarrassed. While Qin Xian seemed like a good guy, Ling Yichuan was too cunning, orchestrating most of today’s tricks. As for Mo Siyu—this spineless guy was knocked out by alcohol early on. Luckily, he hadn’t played any pranks at Mo Siyu’s wedding!

"No way, you better go check, what if they have set an ambush!"

She knew these guys were mischievous but wouldn’t really stoop to eavesdropping. However, what if?

What if these guys shamelessly come to witness a live broadcast? Wouldn’t that be utterly humiliating?

"Go check, hurry!" Jian Anning gave Yu Zexiao a gentle push, and upon consideration, Yu Zexiao promptly went to check the room, opened the door, saw no one outside, opened the closet, and found it empty. He glanced under the table, in the corners, and behind the door—nobody, nobody, just nobody.

"Aren’t you going to check under the bed?"

Typical of Jian Anning, she was thorough in her antics and immediately commanded.

Yu Zexiao took a look; there was just a narrow gap under the bed, perhaps suited for a child at most. These grown-ups, no matter how skinny, couldn’t possibly master bone-shrinking techniques, right?

So he shook his head. "No worries, there’s nothing to fear. If they can squeeze in here, then they deserve to leave!"

When he was getting ready to kiss, it didn’t bother him, but now Yu Zexiao suddenly felt the makeup on his face was disgusting, the wig on his head was disgusting, and the princess dress was the most disgusting—damn it, hurry and take it off, take off the coat!

He quickly stripped off his costume, then rushed to the bathroom to wipe his face, instantly feeling refreshed. But the cold water didn’t extinguish the raging fire in his heart; instead—it only fueled his resolve!

Back in the bedroom, he eagerly pushed Jian Anning down. "Baby, let’s hurry while they’re not here!"

After giving birth, their two little troublemakers wore them out every day, leaving them no time for intimate moments. Now, shouldn’t they seize the moment?

"Wait, why are you in such a hurry? I haven’t even removed my makeup! You may not mind, but I do, ah... go easy, don’t..."

Yu Zexiao finally managed to lay his wife down, and beneath him, she was as gentle and agile as a deer, while he was like a hunter who inadvertently stumbled in, eager to devour her.

They kissed, embraced, and began undressing each other. Layer by layer, their clothes fell away until they were down to their closest garments. Yu Zexiao leaned closer again. "Anning, do you like me?"

Jian Anning laughed, "If even someone named Yu Zexiao doesn’t know whether I like him, then I’m at a loss."

Yu Zexiao chuckled too, just about to kiss her when suddenly he heard a faint sound from under the bed—a soft "hey oh."

He froze, and Jian Anning did too. But upon waiting, in the extremely quiet bedroom, no doubt, he wasn’t mistaken, there was indeed a sound coming from under the bed!