The next day, Hong Xiangjun came to visit Dong Huiying and found her sitting on the bed while Liang Haoming was kneeling on one knee behind her, carefully combing her hair with a wooden comb. "Huh?" Hong Xiangjun blinked her eyes. It seemed that lately, Lady Xiao Dong had been very self-sufficient, never needing anyone else to take care of her. More often, it was she who took care of her husband. The little wife seemed a bit helpless. When Hong Xiangjun entered, Liang Haoming didn’t even glance at her as he focused entirely on combing his wife’s hair, though he looked clumsy but was very careful, fearing he might hurt her scalp. After nervously finishing combing her hair, he tied it up at the back of her neck with a strip of cloth. Then, he got off the bed first and lifted his wife, setting her down on a small stool. He fetched some water and, using a cloth, gently dabbed her face and hands with it. His care was meticulous, the service he provided was almost exhaustive. Hong Xiangjun couldn’t help but laugh, "Not bad, not bad," she gave a thumbs up, thinking to herself that the young lady really knew how to train well. In the past, although the brothers of the Liang family were each outstanding, capable of earning money, supporting a family, and hunting, not dependent on women, they could very well look after themselves. However, this also meant they weren’t as considerate and detailed as other husbands. Even in Hong Xiangjun’s view, among the six brothers of the Liang family, only Yixuan was somewhat qualified; the others were far too lacking in this aspect. But now, seeing the man cautiously tending to Dong Huiying, treating her almost like a delicate invalid, Hong Xiangjun found it amusing yet was also happy for Dong Huiying. Little did she know, Dong Huiying also felt quite helpless inside. This was their agreement. She ate anesthetizing pills, causing her sensory nerves to malfunction, and Haoming insisted that if she continued, it must be this way. Afterward, Liang Haoming prepared a meal, another part of their agreement. Although his culinary skills were lacking, the food was at least edible. He held the bowl, bringing the food close to his wife’s mouth, "Ah—?" Yes, he fed her, and she ate. Internally, she felt she truly resembled someone paralyzed, completely dependent on others for all her needs! But wasn’t this also her indulgence towards him? Everyone expresses their emotions differently and adopts distinct attitudes toward different people. With Haoming, initially, she felt pity for him, wanting to care for and look after him. Even though it seemed a bit motherly, even if it was truly motherly, she was happy to be this motherly figure! Now, letting Haoming treat her like a helpless invalid was also her way of pampering him, as long as it gave him peace of mind. What did face matter? Even if Hong Xiangjun saw her in such a state and thought it a tad embarrassing, it wasn’t as important as her husband, right? Overall, it was a case of one willing to strike and the other willing to endure. But after the meal, Dong Huiying suddenly stood up and started to walk towards the tent’s entrance, but before she could take a step, the man stopped her by wrapping his arms around her waist. She was embarrassed for a moment, "Let me down." The man pondered seriously for a moment, then carried her outside. Once they reached the spot, she fully expected him to put her down, but instead... He pulled down her pants, positioned her back against him, and spread her legs with his strong arms. It was completely the posture of coddling a child!! The man said emotionlessly and sternly, "Go ahead, pee!!"