He yawned, opened his bleary eyes, and noticed that it was dark outside. Thinking it was the middle of the night, he looked down and kissed the little baby smiling so widely that their mouth couldn’t close. In his dreamy voice, he asked, "What kind of sweet dream did you have?"
With soft jade nestled in his arms, he caressed her up and down. Her body felt incredibly smooth and supple—pregnancy had made her a bit fleshier, no longer the bony figure she used to be. It turned out he had grown addicted to touching her.
Chenxing’s smile gradually faded away. "I didn’t dream about anything."
His humid breath landed on the top of her head as he raised an eyebrow. "Then why are you laughing so happily?"
"I’m not telling you," Chenxing said mysteriously, clearly expecting him to keep digging for answers.
However, it was obvious that the man wasn’t in the mood to ask endless questions. Since she wasn’t willing to share, he shifted his focus instead—his hands road mischievously, touching left and right until he felt sothing that stirred him. Then he began unbuttoning her clothes one button at a ti. Eyes blazing with desire, he stared at Chenxing, his gaze fixated on her body as he asured her with his hands. With a surprised revelation, he said, "You’ve grown quite a bit."
"Hmm?"
"You were only a B before, but now you’re actually a C..."
"..." A black line figuratively ran across Chenxing’s forehead as her face flushed red with embarrassnt. She muttered in a small voice, "Stop getting all worked up again."
When Gu Shaocheng heard this, he suddenly felt incredibly wronged. How could he possibly not get worked up around the woman he loved? He was just a normal man, forced to endure an existence without intimacy—living like a monk. A life without "nutrition" could lead to ruin!
Besides, he only had one woman in his life. He wished he could consu her whole every single day. But because of their son, he had kept holding back, month after month. Now, three months in, he simply couldn’t suppress himself any longer.
"I don’t want to die not from illness, but from a lack of ’at,’" he declared, before pressing forward and letting his kisses trail downward.
Lost in the passion of the mont, he kissed her until his mind was hazy with desire. Stroking her cheek, his deep and magnetic voice carried threads of tantalizing seduction. He spoke softly by her ear, "I heard that during the first three months of pregnancy you can’t... but the fourth and fifth months, you actually can. Is that true or false?"
"No way. What if it hurts the baby and causes a mis..."
Before she could finish, Gu Shaocheng firmly covered her mouth with his hand. His eyes instantly sharpened as he glared at her with a warning look. "Don’t say that word!"
Not even a ntion was allowed!
Chenxing blinked her large, watery eyes, staring at his tense expression. Unable to keep herself from chuckling, she blinked again. When he finally removed the hand blocking her mouth, her petite hands looped around his neck and clung to him, insisting, "I told you—it’s not happening."
Gu Shaocheng lowered his head to look at her, swallowed hard, and stared unflinchingly back. Matching her refusal with his own persistence, he said, "If you won’t let ’eat,’ then I’ll make sure you ’eat.’ How about that, little mama-to-be?"
"No..."
He threatened her, "Say no and I’ll handle it myself. But don’t co begging to let you ’eat’ later."
What was this? Using that as leverage for a threat?
"You’re so shaless!"
"I’m not shaless—I’m desperate!" As he spoke, his arms tightened around her, and he guided her hands to touch his growing discomfort below. Gently biting her lips, his tone was commanding and left no room for refusal as he urged her, "Chenxing, co on."
...
Nan Baihao finally couldn’t wait any longer. He had been waiting since three o’clock in the afternoon and now it was half past eight at night. His wife had already called him multiple tis, urging him to co ho.
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