Lin Qi’s face turned red with embarrassment.
She didn’t expect Han and Momo to break in on their intimacy .
Han was no less flustered, his face completely flushed.
Scrambling quickly off Momo with limbs flailing, he chuckled awkwardly, "Haha! Han didn’t see anything! Mommy, don’t worry, Han didn’t see Daddy and you kissing!"
Momo’s forehead darkened with lines of disbelief.
His explanation sounded like trying to cover up with an obvious lie, didn’t it?
Momo glanced at Lin Qi—
As expected, Mommy’s face was even redder!
Huo Tingdong finally figured out what they were up to, and asked irritably, "Were you two spying on us?"
Momo replied, "What do you mean spying? We were just passing through."
Huo Tingdong said, "You barged in through the door, and now you’re calling it ’passing through’?"
Momo said, "So what if we came into the room! It’s just catching you being affectionate, isn’t it?"
He patted the door behind him and added, "Next time you decide to get all lovey-dovey, at least close the door!"
Huo Tingdong turned to look at Lin Qi.
Lin Qi said awkwardly, "I didn’t close the door."
She hadn’t expected this turn of events. She thought Huo Tingdong came back with a heavy heart, worried over the matter with Song Shuyan, so she entered the room to comfort him—and who could have foreseen what would happen next?
Momo teased, "Actually, Han was curious about how we came into this world, so I brought him over to observe."
Han chimed in, "Momo said I came out of Mommy’s belly button!"
Momo retorted, flabbergasted, "When did I say that?"
Han scratched his head, "Didn’t you say I came from Mommy’s belly? And on her belly, there’s only the belly button hole!"
Suppressing his frustration, Momo grabbed him, "Alright! Daddy and Mommy are in their private world right now, so let’s not disturb them anymore."
Han muttered, "Then let’s go have our own private world too!"
Momo snapped back, "Who wants to have a private world with you?"
The two little ones bickered as they headed out the door.
Huo Tingdong stood at the door, watching Han try to cling and hold Momo’s hand. Although Momo acted prideful, his words often carried warmth. Despite Han being the older brother, Momo seemed like the more mature and dependable sibling.
He closed the door and walked back to the bed.
Lin Qi looked uneasy, "Do you think they’ll come back to eavesdrop again?"
Given their history, it’s reasonable to be suspicious.
Han’s curiosity was boundless, and his thirst for discovery ran deep.
Huo Tingdong said, "No, they’re off to the dining room."
Lin Qi asked, "Are you hungry? Let’s go eat something."
Huo Tingdong replied, "Not hungry. Right now, all I want is to hug you."
Following his words, he embraced her tightly, "Qiqi, don’t worry. I’ll handle the matter with Song Shuyan. Just rest easy."
He held her quietly after saying that. His previously agitated heart gradually calmed, settling into a peaceful rhythm.
Lin Qi stayed silently in his arms, unaware that a certain man’s thoughts had wandered to places far less innocent!
They say pregnancy is difficult for women, but isn’t it just as challenging for men?
Abstinence is painful for any man.
It’s also the reason why many men stray during their wife’s pregnancy—many fail to control their desires.
Although his self-discipline was strong, now that they were sharing the same bed...
Every time she rested her head in the crook of his arm and he lowered his gaze to her fragile, flawless skin, her elegant eyebrows, her tender cherry lips—every aspect of her seemed to lure him in.
At such moments, he truly understood the phrase "days feel like years."
Pregnancy forbade intimate relations during the first and last three months.
Even in the middle months, intimacy required cautious measures and careful considerations.
Previously, Qi Lichuan joked that Huo Tingdong appeared reserved, but in truth, the quieter and more introverted the man, the more assertive and dominant he would be in bed.
Indeed, that was accurate.
She was delicate and fragile to begin with, and now, being pregnant, he had to restrain himself, only seeking her gently and tenderly.
With over four months left until the baby’s arrival...
After her delivery, she’d need weeks of postpartum recovery—and then the breastfeeding period would begin.
In the end, he might have to endure abstinence for quite some time.
So whenever he found himself tempted, he’d retreat to the bathroom for a cold shower.
Though it momentarily alleviated the feeling, it was merely a temporary fix.
Every time he finished his cold shower and returned to bed, holding her in his arms, the same unspeakable feelings resurfaced.
In the past, he’d been scornful of those so-called men "controlled by their desires."
It turned out, he had no right to judge them!
To cope, he began heading to the company’s gym daily after work to deplete excess energy. He’d start with fifty minutes on the treadmill, followed by five sets of weight training, deadlifts, and bench presses.
This approach seemed somewhat effective—lately, his muscles had visibly bulked up.
Sometimes, Lin Qi would see him step out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, his now more sculpted muscles, his perfectly defined eight-pack abs and the sharp V-cut lines of his physique, leaving her stunned. She secretly admired his discipline.
The family went for an evening walk and returned home early to rest.
Recently, Lin Qi had been working from home while nourishing the pregnancy, and she’d claimed half of Huo Tingdong’s study space.
His desk spanned three meters, so she divided it and set up her own laptop in his workspace.
Sometimes, he’d open her laptop, which was filled with her calculations of quantum data.
With countless complex formulas, she endlessly ran calculations over and over again.
Lin Qi genuinely enjoyed working alongside him. For reasons unknown, his presence brought her a sense of profound reassurance.
Whenever she felt tired from work, she’d take a break, resting her chin on her hand while watching his side profile.
Focused intently on the screen, his expression was always serious.
Watching the impossibly charming lines of his profile, a sudden realization would strike—such a handsome man was her husband!
Lin Qi had never felt this way before.
From childhood to adulthood, she had never encountered anything—or anyone—that made her feel they completely belonged to her.
Not even herself, she’d never had that kind of clarity.
But Huo Tingdong gave her this feeling—that he was hers, and hers alone.
This realization filled her with a kind of satisfaction, a sense of belonging.
Perhaps this was the true meaning of marriage.
Unbeknownst to her, the night deepened outside the window.
After finishing his shower, Huo Tingdong climbed into bed, and Lin Qi snuggled up to him, her small hand wrapping around his waist. Though her eyes couldn’t stay open, she stubbornly waited for him to join her before drifting to sleep.