Several minutes later, while the lush was almost falling asleep, Qing Yi came in carrying a bowl of noodles.
Smelling the fragrance even before Qing Yi called, the lush scampered off the bed and took the bowl eagerly from Qing Yi’s hands, "Starving, starving."
"Be careful, it’s hot." Qing Yi shook her head helplessly, grabbed a book, and lay back on the bed to read.
"Your culinary skills are getting better and better, any girl who marries you in the future is truly blessed." The lush didn’t forget to praise while eating.
Qing Yi glanced at the lush enjoying his meal at the table, a faint smile playing on her lips—barely there, unspoken—before continuing to read her book...
Wen Xiao’ai woke up beside Jun Moyan, her eyes opening to the man’s handsome and imposing features close at hand.
The warmth of his breath on her face, combined with his pleasant scent, made her heart race and accelerate.
Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t help but swallow.
This man, he was so beautiful it almost felt unfair.
Feeling his large hand still on her stomach, recalling how he rubbed her belly all night, Wen Xiao’ai felt moved and... her face turned red.
Jun Moyan opened his eyes, meeting a pair of brilliant yet clear deep blue eyes that seemed to understand her thoughts in just one glance.
His voice, still lazy from sleep, was magnetic and husky like red wine, intoxicating and compelling.
Startled by his sudden awakening, Wen Xiao’ai softly responded after recovering, "Meow~"
"Does your stomach still hurt?"
Wen Xiao’ai wasn’t sure if it was her impression, but he seemed... especially gentle just after waking up.
Not just his voice, but also his gaze, and even the lines of his facial features seemed softer than usual.
Wen Xiao’ai’s little paws landed on the back of the large hand on her stomach and gently patted it.
Jun Moyan withdrew his hand and sat up.
Following suit, Wen Xiao’ai got up, spryly hopped into his arms, and snuggled against his firm abdomen, cooing.
Jun Moyan stroked its little head, particularly fond of its kittenish voice.
"You can’t be so greedy next time."
Jun Moyan played with it for a while, then got out of bed to wash up in the bathroom.
Before heading to the bathroom, he opened the door for Wen Xiao’ai, who didn’t wait for Jun Moyan and slipped out of the room first...
"Xiaoguai, good morning." Qing Yi came in with several bags, greeting the buoyant Wen Xiao’ai bouncing downstairs.
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai replied.
"Come here, look what I bought for you." Qing Yi placed the bags on the table.
Wen Xiao’ai hopped onto the couch and then onto the table, curious about what Qing Yi had bought her.
"Here, a new baby bottle." Qing Yi took out a pink and white bottle, which Wen Xiao’ai immediately hugged to her chest.
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Qing Yi piled several plush toys in front of Wen Xiao’ai and then took out a bunch of snacks.
Wen Xiao’ai looked at the mountain of plush toys beside her but was more interested in the snacks in Qing Yi’s hands.
"No chips, eat these—they’re easier to digest." He said as he opened a bag and placed a piece by Wen Xiao’ai’s mouth.
Wen Xiao’ai sniffed them and thought they smelled quite nice.
Seeing that it enjoyed them, Qing Yi smiled.
Finally, he took out a little bracelet from his pocket with a mysterious air and dangled it in front of Wen Xiao’ai.