What kind of twisted taste does Feng Jingche have!
That night, he didn’t even know how to do it. At first, he couldn’t even find the right spot, and later, he made her beg him.
He was clearly panting from holding back, yet he insisted on hearing her soft, pleading voice.
“If you beg me, I’ll touch you~” Yu Xiyue’s gaze was fixed intently on his abs. “I think your abs want to be touched.”
Feng Jingche immediately denied it, “No, they don’t!”
“If you don’t want to be touched, why did you come out wearing only a towel?” Yu Xiyue snorted lightly. “Showing so much skin, you’re not upholding Man’s virtue.”
There were no clothes for him in this room.
After showering, he couldn’t wear the same clothes again.
The sight of the baby’s father’s physique just made her feel good.
Loved seeing it.
Liked it.
Yu Xiyue’s gaze was too straightforward.
Bare, fervent, brazen, without a hint of shyness.
That look made Feng Jingche feel embarrassed.
He used the towel to cover his chest, “Yu Xiyue, have some shame. Staring like that, aren’t you embarrassed?”
“My own husband, not allowed to touch, and not even allowed to look?” Yu Xiyue stared at the parts he hadn’t covered. “Such beautiful abs, I wonder how they’d feel to touch~”
Amazing!
So firm.
Just looking at them was sexy.
Too bad the lights were off that night, no chance to admire them.
Now that there’s a chance, of course, she had to admire them properly.
Tonight, she’d definitely sleep well.
Feng Jingche’s ears turned red, “You’re shameless, so shameless. How can you be so bold, you, you…”
Then he burrowed under the covers.
“Not letting you look anymore!”
“You’re quite proud of yourself. Once you’re on my bed, can you really escape? Aren’t you afraid I’ll touch you?” Yu Xiyue reached toward his chest.
Why isn’t he dodging?
Sure he won’t dodge?
If he doesn’t dodge, she’s really going to touch~
As long as she doesn’t have to pay a fine, Yu Xiyue placed both hands on his warm skin.
Feng Jingche hadn’t expected Yu Xiyue to actually dare to make a move.
He thought she was just teasing him like she did in the car before.
A real man doesn’t retreat easily.
But then…
The ends of Yu Xiyue’s hair brushed against his cheek, so close he could smell a faint jasmine fragrance. Her profile, so near, was fair with a rosy glow, her full lips glossy and pink.
Those lips, that profile…
They looked so much like the bad woman from that night.
“Wow, the feel is amazing. Feng Jingche, you work out often, right?” Yu Xiyue’s sparkling eyes met his. “Your workout results are really good.”
Feng Jingche’s ears flushed red with embarrassment, “Let go!”
“Let me touch a bit more. When I touch you, the baby in my belly is so well-behaved. He really likes getting close to Daddy too.”
“Yu Xiyue!”
“Baby, your Daddy is so fierce~” Yu Xiyue withdrew her hand, her gaze lingering reluctantly.
“Female rogue!”
“Saying no but the body says yes. You keep saying I fell in love with you at first sight, yet you parade around half-naked in front of me. How can I restrain my desire for you?” Yu Xiyue’s lips curled up wildly.
Teasing Feng Jingche was so much fun!
How could he be this adorable!
Feng Jingche turned away from her angrily.
Yu Xiyue turned off the light and lay down beside him, “Goodnight, husband.”
After a minute, Feng Jingche slowly spoke, “There were no clothes for me in the bathroom, that’s why I came out like this.”
“Oh~”
“So you’re not wearing anything underneath either?”
“You’re not sleeping naked now, are you?”
Feng Jingche startled and shifted away, “What are you trying to do now? You can’t touch there!”
“Where?”
Yu Xiyue pretended not to understand.
“You, you… Yu Xiyue, you’re so fake.”
Nyah nyah nyah.
So what?
Teasing Feng Jingche before bed puts me in a great mood~
Time to sleep.
Yu Xiyue quickly fell asleep.
Feng Jingche didn’t hear Yu Xiyue’s response, only sensing the even, gentle breathing of the person beside him.
Asleep already?
Her sleep quality is really impressive.
Envious.
Yueyue’s room smells nice, and Yueyue smells nice too.
Even her sleep smells nice.
The next day.
Feng Jingche woke up and rushed to the bathroom, feeling awful.
He wanted to vomit again.
One moment Yu Xiyue was in Feng Jingche’s arms, the next the blanket was thrown off her.
She quietly pulled the blanket back over herself, too lazy to even open her drowsy eyes.
A few minutes later, Feng Jingche returned to the bedside exhausted, burrowed into the warm blanket, and instinctively hugged Yu Xiyue beside him, burying his face in the crook of her neck.
Just like when he first woke up.
Last night he was adamant about not touching her, but today he’s all clingy after just waking up?
Yu Xiyue asked gently, “Still feeling unwell?”
“A little.”
The air grew quiet.
Feng Jingche belatedly realized and slowly withdrew his arm from around Yu Xiyue. “I was just half-asleep earlier.”
“Mhm. I forgive you.”
“Really?”
“You can keep holding me.”
“…”
Feng Jingche didn’t move. Yu Xiyue rolled over. “Has any doctor told you that your vomiting seems like morning sickness?”
“Morning sickness? Me, a grown man, having morning sickness???” Feng Jingche touched his chest.
Thank goodness.
It’s flat.
Yu Xiyue explained calmly, “Yeah, I’ve heard some husbands who really love their wives experience sympathetic morning sickness.”
“But I don’t love you!”
Feng Jingche blurted out.
“Who knows? Maybe you’re having morning sickness for someone else?”
Feng Jingche’s visibly panicked.
No way?
Did that woman from that night get pregnant?
Should he divorce Yu Xiyue?
Feng Jingche fell silent, tossed and turned in bed for a few minutes, put on yesterday’s clothes, and quietly left.
She left too decisively that night, used an English name—could Feng Jingche even find her?
She couldn’t wait to see Feng Jingche’s expression when he discovered his wife and the woman from that night were the same person, and the child in her belly was his.
Feng Jingche couldn’t blame her.
She’d hinted at it many times already.
Called him daddy so many times.
Preoccupied, Feng Jingche attended a meeting and had his assistant search for someone.
With the wig, plus the fact the banquet was held at a private manor with limited surveillance, masked entry, everyone using English names—some even duplicated—and some guests bringing plus-ones, identities were hard to verify.
Previously, Feng Jingche hadn’t considered the possibility of pregnancy.
That afternoon during his photoshoot, Feng Jingche seemed completely out of it.
It took a long time to get decent shots.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiyue had just returned to Jinghu Manor when she received a call from Yu Qingsong.
“Sis, the company received An Wanwan’s resume. Should we hire her?”
“No!”
“Okay.”
Yu Xiyue sat on the sofa. “Aren’t you going to ask why?”
“No need. Big sister’s word is law. If you say no, then it’s no. I thought we shouldn’t hire her anyway. With so many companies in Jing City, why would she choose ours? Something’s fishy.” Yu Qingsong tossed An Wanwan’s resume into the shredder. “Sis, is the baby behaving?”
“He’s very well-behaved, so you should behave too. Limit your contact with Gu Feiran, and after wrapping up the project with the Gu Corporation, don’t collaborate anymore. You know how Gu Feiran is—he holds grudges fiercely.” What Yu Xiyue feared now wasn’t Gu Feiran.
What she feared was the Plot Master.
She wanted to stay away from the plot, but the plot insisted on dragging her into a messy love triangle.
As a pregnant woman with a husband, why should she get involved in some ridiculous love triangle?
This is absolutely insane!!!