His look of urgency was like that of a flustered rabbit, with eyes that seemed to still be red.
Lu Jing almost laughed but held it back:
After saying that, he stepped aside to make way.
As for the man, he stood stunned for several seconds before awkwardly making his way into the bathroom.
When he emerged, his face was lit up with a silly grin.
Hadn’t he ever seen or even tasted pork?
Two lines, what else could it mean if not pregnant?
After longing for this for so long, it had finally happened!
So, how could he not be thrilled?
He scampered into the master bedroom with a clatter.
Lu Jing was in the closet searching for pajamas to take a shower, as she had just felt nauseous and now felt grimy all over.
But before she could grab them, she was suddenly halted:
"What’s wrong?" she asked.
The man took two steps forward and scooped her up, setting her gently down on the big bed:
"Sit tight, I’ll get you whatever you need."
He was afraid that she might accidentally knock or bump into something.
Once Lu Jing collected herself, she rolled her eyes in response:
"Do you really need to overdo it?"
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Now, Jiang Ye was even more anxious than the first time:
"It’s not an exaggeration."
I must take good care of you, protect you!
Some experiences once are enough, and he definitely didn’t want to repeat them.
It was like the saying goes: once bitten, twice shy.
Lu Jing pursed her lips, smiling yet not quite smiling.
Suddenly, her stomach growled twice.
Indeed, amidst all the commotion, the couple hadn’t even eaten.
Lu Jing nodded and whispered:
Jiang Ye placed a set of pajamas on the bed:
"Should I heat up the dinner, or would you like me to make something fresh?"
"Don’t bother, it’s late."
"Alright, I’ll go heat up the meal."
As Jiang Ye reached the doorway, he stopped again:
"Should we tell the family?"
At the moment, she hadn’t thought through how to break the news to the family.
Although they would definitely be happy, it was a bit embarrassing to say outright.
Jiang Ye didn’t press any further:
And with that, he headed to the kitchen.
Lu Jing chuckled to herself in the room for a while before coming out with her pajamas.
She didn’t disturb the man, who was busy in the kitchen, but even though Jiang Ye didn’t turn around, he was attuned to his wife’s every move:
"Be careful, call me if you need anything."
As Lu Jing was about to close the door, she heard him:
Why was he being so nagging?
Sweat, wasn’t that because he was just too nervous, too worried?
His nervousness had almost caused the food on the stove to burn, but fortunately, he snapped back to attention in time.
Before he knew it, his hands had already fetched his phone.
While stirring the pot with one hand, he was operating his phone single-handedly, browsing through pregnancy-related information on Baidu.
Ten minutes later, Lu Jing emerged from the bathroom.
After taking a shower, she felt a lot more comfortable.
Of course, she was also famished, to the point of making noises.
Jiang Ye, having heated up the food and set the table a few minutes earlier, hurried up to her as soon as she appeared:
"Move aside, don’t get so close to me."
The man quietly took a half step back but had no intention of moving farther away; it was already his maximum limit.
On a normal day, he wouldn’t have even taken that half step.
But now with his wife’s delicate condition, he dared not insist.