"Even online information is still information. If you force to drink sour plum soup and I end up giving birth to a daughter, don’t say I didn’t warn you."
Gu Shaocheng raised an eyebrow, full of threat: "So what you’re saying is, I should feed you salt in the future?"
"Ah? .............."
Wuwu, no, no, she’d rather have the sour plum soup, isn’t salt terrifying?
Resigned, she opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and drank it all down in one go like it was poison. Gu Shaocheng watched with a faint smile on his lips, wondering could it really taste that bad? When she finished, he casually took out a candied fruit and put it in her mouth. She looked at him with a bit of a grievance in her eyes, filled with indignation.
He placed the cup down and wiped her mouth with a tissue.
Then gently pulled her into his embrace.
He tilted her chin and rewarded her with a quick peck: "That’s a good girl. If you obediently drink it each ti without having to feed you, I’d like you even more."
Chenxing rolled her eyes.
She felt like awarding herself a prize—the most miserable pregnant woman in history award!
Gu Shaocheng’s fingers gently pinched her pouting lips as he helped her up, holding her hand and limping outside, walking out of the courtyard and into the depths of the garden.
"Why don’t we go back and watch a movie? No need to walk if your foot is hurt, aren’t you aware of the pain?"
"Just taking a walk, it’s just a twist, it’s not like my leg is useless." Maybe in the future, leisurely walks like this with her might beco a luxury. An irrepressible unease flickered in Gu Shaocheng’s heart, but he quickly concealed it.
Chenxing understood too.
Being with Shaocheng for more than two years, she’s gained much life experience, learned a lot, and had more emotional experiences than in her previous nineteen years.
Sotis they would be like a couple in the early stages of dating, always in a state of passionate love. Sotis, they’d be like an old married couple, with a deep mutual understanding.
They strolled through the corridor.
Under the dim red light, the shadows cast on the ground were long and intertwined.
She looked down, observing the shadows of herself and him.
A sense of contentnt welled up in her heart.
"Close your eyes."
Turning her head, she noticed the glow spread over her face from the light was particularly enchanting. Unable to resist, he stopped in his tracks, his well-defined fingers lightly pinching her chin, gently lifting it.
"Hmm?" Chenxing blinked, gazing at him, ripples shimring in her eyes: "What are you doing?"
"Kissing you."
His voice was low and pleasing, and as he spoke, his male breath brushed against her face, hot and moist, with the surrounding air subtly becoming tinged with intimacy.
Chenxing’s cheeks blushed slightly.
She slightly turned her head, glancing at the surrounding scenery, the floral fragrance and the beautiful moonlit night, showcasing an exquisite beauty.
She retracted her gaze, looked up at him, in whose eyes there was an exquisite brilliance.
So beautiful, she only wished to have him to herself.
Slowly closing her eyes, she stood on her tiptoes to et him.
Gu Shaocheng’s lips curved into a charming smile as he slowly leaned in, capturing her lips.
The taste was as sweet as honey, a lingering hint of sour sweetness left in his mouth.
He gently sucked, his eyes slightly raised, seeing Chenxing’s long eyelashes, like wings, brushing down and up again, his mood delighted, he too closed his eyes, focusing on the fragrance in his mouth.
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