Bai Yiran’s breathless appearance made Leng Yichen, who had finally cald down, start to feel restless again.
He sighed softly, "Girl, you’re testing my patience with that look."
"Huh?" Bai Yiran blinked at the man, making him even more uncomfortable.
"Girl, you sleep first, I’m going to take a shower."
Leng Yichen was still wearing his shirt and trousers. He got out of bed, casually tossed his tie aside, removed his watch and cufflinks, and then his long fingers started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his strong physique.
Ahem!
Bai Yiran cleared her throat, thinking this man’s thodical way of undressing was just too captivating.
When Leng Yichen went to unbuckle his belt, he noticed his little wife staring at him intently.
He curled his lips into a perfect smile, "Girl, looking at like that, you’re asking for trouble."
Bai Yiran blushed and turned her face away at his words.
Leng Yichen chuckled and walked into the bathroom. He said that just in passing; knowing Bai Yiran was carrying his child, he wouldn’t do anything at a ti like this.
He had made the mistake during Bai Yiran’s first pregnancy; the pain was almost lethal.
So, he would not make the sa mistake twice.
However, in the bathroom, Leng Yichen looked down at his stubbornly insistent part and groaned inwardly.
It seed he would have to start living like a monk again...
Outside the bathroom, Bai Yiran sat on the bed, now fully awake. All the sleepiness flared away by Leng Yichen’s tease, her eyes fixed on the bathroom door.
Slap, Bai Yiran slapped her own face, trying to calm her still burning body.
Back then, Bai Yiran only took it as idle talk and let it go. But now, it seed quite true.
Sigh...
Bai Yiran sighed softly, believing all of this was thanks to her Mr. Leng’s tireless teachings and guidance.
Leng Yichen finished his shower quickly but stood at a distance from the bed, unwilling to get closer.
"What’s wrong?"
Bai Yiran looked at him, wondering why he was standing there after showering instead of coming to bed.
Leng Yichen looked at Bai Yiran with a smile in his eyes, "I’m cold, warming up before I get close to you."
Cold?
Seeing Bai Yiran’s confused expression, Leng Yichen sighed with a wry smile, "I took a cold shower..."
Bai Yiran, "..."
That night, Leng Yichen slept in agony. Bai Yiran had the habit of hugging sothing when she slept. Her delicate body in his arms, soft as silk, yet Leng Yichen had to behave and do nothing, unable to bear pushing her away.
In the morning, Sister Liu got up to find that Leng Yichen was actually ho.
"When did you get back, sir?"
"Early morning," Leng Yichen replied faintly, his eyes on the computer.
Sister Liu smiled and nodded, it seed Mr. Leng’s heart prioritized Yiran, rushing back overnight upon learning his wife was pregnant.
"Sister Liu."
Working in the kitchen preparing breakfast, Sister Liu heard Leng Yichen’s voice and quickly turned around, "What is it, sir?"
With a serious expression, Leng Yichen looked at Sister Liu, "What should be noted in early pregnancy? What do I need to prepare?"
Sister Liu was stunned, it was her first ti seeing Leng Yichen with such a serious deanor.
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