Xiaoxiao turned her head away from his gaze and whispered, "... just a little bit scared."
Mo Ming gazed at her, understanding where her fear ca from. Her first experience was not pleasant and left a shadow over her. The fact that she was lying obediently beneath him now was already quite an improvent.
He tried his best to relax her body and make her less tense. He couldn’t hold back any longer, so he pressed against her and whispered, "I’m going in."
Xiaoxiao bit her teeth tightly, grabbed the bed sheet, and murmured a confused "Mm."
Compared to the violent first ti, this experience was completely different. It was light and gentle, with a strange sensation of comfort...
The pain she had imagined did not co, and Xiaoxiao slowly relaxed, clumsily cooperating with him.
After a few minutes, she suddenly pushed him away. Mo Ming looked at her in confusion, "What’s wrong?"
She stretched out her hand and pointed to the bedside table, "Put on the small balloon... otherwise, there will be a baby."
Mo Ming smiled and pressed his body down, "If there’s a baby, we’ll have it."
"But we already have one."
"We’ll have another one."
She sighed in relief, giving him a shallow smile.
Mo Ming looked down at her and asked, "When did you prepare the small balloon?"
Xiaoxiao turned her head and said, "Got it when I bought sanitary pads."
"Which supermarket gives out those kinds of things?"
Xiaoxiao didn’t say anything, slightly tilted her head, and blocked his mouth. He imdiately took the initiative and kissed her deeply.
Amidst the fragrant sweat, the night turned delicate and lingering.
Mo Ming hugged her tired body from behind and softly asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xiaoxiao didn’t answer. She turned to look at him, her hand falling cautiously on his face, gently and timidly caressing him, an act she never dared to imagine before.
"Mo Ming..."
"Hmm?"
Xiaoxiao slowly withdrew her hand, but just as it left his face, his hand pressed it back, his large palm unusually warm.
"Did you marry because of the child?"
Mo Ming looked at her and responded with a "Hmm."
Xiaoxiao’s face instantly showed disappointnt, "Really?"
He secretly curled the corner of his mouth, and said, "Hmm" again.
"Don’t you like even a little?"
"I guess I do, a little."
Hearing this, she imdiately squinted her eyes and smiled, her satisfaction making one feel quite sorrowful.
In this relationship, she had always loved in a humble manner. She cared for him day and night in the hospital, and just a smile from him would satisfy her imnsely.
Later on, she even gave him the most precious thing a girl has, only to have her dignity trampled by him. After being treated this way, she still chose to give birth to his child.
To this day, she has never hated him. She bore the child alone, enduring hardships she never ntioned, always giving in the relationship, getting only a tiny bit of unnoticed repaynt yet she would show such a satisfied smile.
"Who gave you your na?"
"I don’t know either."
"It suits you very well."
Xiaoxiao looked up at him expectantly, "Do you think it sounds good?"
Mo Ming liked it in his heart but said, "Rustic."
Xiaoxiao imdiately pouted, "You said it suits , so I’m rustic too?"
"Your understanding isn’t bad."
"Can’t you complint a little?"
"Your stamina is still good; you can still chitchat."
Xiaoxiao imdiately gave him a reproachful glance, "Is that a complint?"
"Complinting your stamina is good."
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