When Leng Yichen returned, Bai Yiran had just co out of the bathroom after a shower, wearing a fitted silk camisole and only a pair of briefs on the bottom. She ran her hands through her hair and walked out, her white legs moving gracefully.
To see Bai Yiran appear so nonchalantly in the bedroom at this hour sowhat surprised Leng Yichen.
The mont he received Wang Hai’s notification, Leng Yichen hurried back, his heart uneasy the entire way.
If he hadn’t arranged people in the shadows beforehand, everyone in that car would have t with an accident today.
The thought terrified Leng Yichen, and he couldn’t fathom what he would do if sothing happened to Bai Yiran and Xiao Xi.
He assud that Bai Yiran would have many questions for him. The exposure of those six cars ant she would know he was hiding sothing from her.
Bai Yiran was very smart; once she had doubts, she would delve into deeper thoughts. Before entering the house, Leng Yichen was hesitating whether to tell Bai Yiran everything he knew and suspected, lest she overthink and recall Yin Hao’s issue from years ago.
Bai Yiran had suffered post-traumatic symptoms from that incident, and it had taken a great deal of effort for Leng Yichen to heal her back then.
Qiao Jie had said that such symptoms would not fully heal but could be forgotten and controlled.
Leng Yichen feared most was the recurrence of Bai Yiran’s old condition. At this point, he could no longer withstand her resisting him once more.
But looking at Bai Yiran now, she didn’t seem like Wang Hai described.
She appeared not to suspect anything, everything was just as usual.
"You’re back?" Bai Yiran asked nonchalantly, walking to the bed and lifting the covers to lie down. "Starting today, Sister Liu will be sleeping with Xiao Xi. Every night, I’ll prepare the milk in bottles, and Sister Liu can feed her directly."
In other words, starting today, Leng Yichen wouldn’t have to live like a monk anymore, and the two of them wouldn’t have to sleep in separate rooms.
Leng Yichen stood there, staring at Bai Yiran’s calm face. "Isn’t there anything you want to ask ?"
"Hmm?" Bai Yiran raised her eyebrows. "Ask about what?"
Leng Yichen stared at Bai Yiran for a mont, kissed the corner of her lips, "Nothing, I’m going to take a shower."
After his shower, Leng Yichen ca out of the bathroom, wearing a robe casually draped over him. "I’m turning off the light."
Bai Yiran lay on her side with her back to him, and Leng Yichen couldn’t tell if she was asleep. He probed with a question, but without her response, he turned off the light.
He walked to the bed, removed his robe, revealing his lean body in the darkness. Lifting the covers, he had just lain down when Bai Yiran’s fragrant, soft body ca snuggling over.
After giving birth, Bai Yiran’s figure had increased by a size, rubbing against Leng Yichen, instantly igniting the fire he had long suppressed.
Bai Yiran found Leng Yichen’s lips and kissed him proactively.
Today, when Bai Yiran nearly faced danger, only at this mont did the anxiety in Leng Yichen’s heart finally dissipate. Holding the rare initiative of Bai Yiran in his arms, he turned over, pressing her beneath him, switching from passive to active.
Bai Yiran responded to him, kissing him back, the room thick with intimacy.
After nearly a year from Bai Yiran’s pregnancy to childbirth, Leng Yichen could finally indulge his rights as a husband. Unexpectedly, and satisfyingly, today it was Bai Yiran who took the initiative.
Bai Yiran kissed him, her arms wrapped tightly around Leng Yichen’s neck. In the darkness, she couldn’t see Leng Yichen’s face but could hear his breathing, "Was it Nawa?"
Bai Yiran’s voice reached his ears, and Leng Yichen’s movents paused, "Yes!"
Having said that, he sealed Bai Yiran’s lips with his, the dark bedroom filled with the sounds of their shared breaths.
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