Chenxing didn’t know that her words at this very mont would one day beco prophetic.
The two brothers of the Gu Family were indeed two vile bad boys, but each had their own distinctive charm: one was intensely wicked, the other coldly wicked. These two burst onto the scene truly wanting to reign supre, to beco a supre saint!
Gu Shaocheng chuckled, pecking her face: "Alright, as you say, if you like this na, then we’ll use this na!"
"Really?"
He nodded slightly: "Of course."
Haha, wonderful, she had finally succeeded in her clever plan; in the future, the two little ones would surely be grateful to her. Chenxing proudly thought so in her heart, but she also liked the two little ones, one Little Zun Zun, one Little Sheng Sheng.
Gu Shaocheng held her wrists, pulling them to his body, and had soone take the two little babies outside. Chenxing blinked, puzzled.
Gu Shaocheng wrapped his arms around her waist, slowly lying down, his head unconsciously nestled into her neck, breathing deeply to absorb her unique scent.
Chenxing pushed him: "What are you doing?"
Gu Shaocheng curled his lips into an evil smile: "I haven’t touched you for months, nor slept in the sa bed with you for months, what do you think I’m doing?"
Ever since his legs couldn’t move, and she was heavily pregnant, they had been sleeping in separate beds. Lying like this, embracing and inhaling her scent, felt like sothing from centuries ago.
"Chenxing, I’ve missed you terribly."
But he couldn’t do anything to her! Even if she wasn’t recovering postpartum, he still couldn’t do anything; his paralyzed legs made such things challenging, requiring her initiative. "Once you’re out of confinent, will you sleep with ?"
Chenxing, unaccustod to being held so tightly for months, shook her head playfully: "No way." As she spoke, her cheeks unknowingly turned red.
"Then what should I do?" Gu Shaocheng fretted, showing a very pained expression: "I can’t do anything to you. Am I destined to beco a monk?... My legs, they won’t cooperate. In the future, you might spend your life as a widow."
Chenxing heard his words, her heart clenching in empathy, quickly trying to make ands: "I... I’ll sleep with you. Don’t be sad."
His heart couldn’t help but wickedly chuckle.
It truly was easy to deceive a little white rabbit; just a hint of vulnerability and she felt sorry for him, wanting to care for him deeply, ever more deeply, down to her bones and blood.
Love is mutual. When one is deeply loved by the other, when wrapped in happiness, one can’t help but want to give back the sa love and envelop the other with one’s own love.
There is such a person in this world, whom you love unconditionally, sweetly accepting because it will be reciprocated. Within this love, after tasting all the sour, bitter, spicy, what’s left lingering is a sweetness, a very sweet taste.
He didn’t know what virtue and ability he held, to be fortunate enough to gain the woman he most desired, and this woman developed such profound affection for him over the long term. Love was truly wonderful, making his heart feel both sweet and sour. This lifeti truly wasn’t wasted, having a deeply loving wife and the two sons he dread of!
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