How about making him so egg noodles? If he hasn’t eaten, he will definitely feel hungry when he wakes up.
Mi Jing was eager to "make up for her mistake," so when she had this idea, she wanted to take action imdiately. But just as she stood up, her right hand was enveloped by a warm, strong hand, making it impossible for her to take another step.
"Did I wake you?" Mi Jing turned around and looked at Shen Lingxing, who had just slightly opened his eyes and was staring at her lazily.
"..."
Shen Lingxing didn’t say anything, just smiled slightly, shook his head gently, and then tugged Mi Jing’s hand to indicate that she should sit down.
"Where do you think you’re going without keeping company?" As soon as Mi Jing sat down, Shen Lingxing’s arms wrapped around her waist like vines. He then moved his body forward, resting his forehead intimately against her lower back, and his slightly husky voice asked.
Upon hearing this, Mi Jing lowered her eyes and smiled gently, lightly clasping Shen Lingxing’s arms that were around her, and said softly, "I was thinking of making so noodles for you. Are you hungry?"
"Hungry." Shen Lingxing suddenly sat up, his straight nose grazing Mi Jing’s cheek, scattering warm breaths as he spoke.
Suddenly, it felt like the temperature around them had risen. This kind of intimacy was sothing Mi Jing was very familiar with and thoroughly enjoyed. She couldn’t help but embrace Shen Lingxing, turning her head slightly and pouting her lips to give him a light kiss on the corner of his mouth. Just as she was about to pull away, Shen Lingxing’s warm hands cupped her face, his tone assertive as he asked, "Did you miss ?"
"Yes." Mi Jing lifted her gaze, her eyes brimming with affection as she directly t Shen Lingxing’s gaze, and honestly voiced her feelings.
Upon hearing this affirmation from Mi Jing, Shen Lingxing’s eyes instantly filled with a smile, and he continued to ask, "When?"
"Many tis." As she spoke, Mi Jing also cupped Shen Lingxing’s cheeks with her hands, looking at him openly. As her words fell, she smiled, her bright eyes and teeth exuding tenderness.
In that instant, it felt like sothing hit Shen Lingxing’s heart, wrapping it in warmth, his heartbeat accelerating with a powerful throb, his heart filled with intense emotion!
This feeling was both familiar and new to him, a sensation he had experienced before, always brought by the woman in front of him.
Muah—
Following his heart’s desire, Shen Lingxing planted a peck on Mi Jing’s red lips and then asked, "How have you been these past few days?"
"Not good." Mi Jing answered crisply, then asked, "What about you? Coming ho every night and seeing dead asleep, do you think I’m like a pig, only knowing to eat and sleep, not only unable to help you relieve stress but also needing you to spend ti taking care of ?" Mi Jing didn’t like to keep her thoughts bottled up inside. She wanted Shen Lingxing to know what she was thinking and hoped that by being honest, she could understand so of his feelings and emotions.
Hearing this, Shen Lingxing laughed. Before coming ho, he had been worried that since he had been spending almost all his energy on work recently and neglecting her, she would be unhappy. But now it seed he had been worrying unnecessarily.
"There’s no such pretty and cute pig in the world." Shen Lingxing said with a smile.
"I’m pretty? I’m cute?" Hearing Shen Lingxing’s complints made Mi Jing’s heart bloom with joy, but she wanted to hear more, so she pretended not to understand and asked again.
"Of course, my wife must be pretty and cute."
"What about when I get old, not pretty and not cute anymore? Will you dislike then?" Mi Jing asked with a straight face, pretending to be serious.
"No, to , you will always be the most beautiful woman in the world, no matter how you change." Shen Lingxing said this heartfelt statent with utmost seriousness, almost lting Mi Jing’s heart.
He wasn’t one to often say sweet words, but when he chose to speak, he would say the most touching and wonderful things, just like now, once again making Mi Jing incredibly happy and moved.
"To , you are also the second most handso man in the world, because my dad will always be the most handso." Mi Jing said with a grin.
Actually, being less handso than his father-in-law was sothing Shen Lingxing was happy to accept without any complaints, but when he thought about the possibility that his second place might not be secure in the future, he couldn’t help but feel a bit gloomy, "When we have a son in the future, will I be relegated to third place?"
"Hehe." Hearing this, Mi Jing laughed out loud and then teased, "The child isn’t even born yet, and you’re already getting jealous?"
"This is a very serious matter. Answer seriously." Shen Lingxing’s voice deepened, staring directly at Mi Jing.
"It’s just a joke. Why are you so serious?" Shen Lingxing’s overly intense eyes made Mi Jing feel slightly nervous.
"This directly affects whether we will have a son in the future, what do you think?" Shen Lingxing remained calm, but his words took Mi Jing by surprise!
Darn it, using an unborn child to "threaten" her!
Mi Jing silently cursed in her heart but her face was filled with a smile as she said, "Hehe, in my heart, you will always be the second most handso. Although our family’s genes are excellent, and our son will definitely be a handso little guy, but, but, I will always love you the most."
"There are no absolutes in this world. It’s possible that none of the good genes are inherited, only the bad ones, so you need to be ntally prepared." Shen Lingxing said, touching Mi Jing’s head earnestly.
"That’s too much!" Hearing Shen Lingxing’s words, Mi Jing imdiately glared at him, annoyed. "Is there any father like you? The child hasn’t even been born yet, and you’re already cursing him to be ugly?"
Seeing Mi Jing’s angry expression, Shen Lingxing’s eyes filled with more warmth and laughter. "I’m just stating the objective facts. But don’t worry, I won’t dislike our child for being ugly."
"Hmph." Mi Jing snorted coldly, glaring at Shen Lingxing. "Do you still want to give birth to your child?"
"Of course, I do." Shen Lingxing smiled happily, then said ambiguously in Mi Jing’s ear, "Let’s make an effort right now."
"Hmph, I’m not in the mood today."
Mi Jing pushed Shen Lingxing away angrily. In her movent, she accidentally knocked the bag on the coffee table, and the next second, the bag fell to the ground with a thud because the zipper was not closed properly, causing so items to spill out...
"What’s drawn here?"
Shen Lingxing’s attention was drawn to the notebook that had fallen on the ground. He picked it up curiously and looked at Mi Jing, asking, "What’s this... this is..." As Shen Lingxing’s gaze fell on the notebook, Mi Jing’s nerves involuntarily tensed. When Shen Lingxing asked, she got even more nervous, feeling a sudden guilt as if she had done sothing wrong, and stamred, "It’s... it’s a diary I wrote... before."
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