Chapter 57

The two people in the room were deeply engrossed in their conversation when Meng Yuxiu seemed to hear his father's voice, and he paused.

The process abruptly stopped, and Han Shuo opened his eyes, asking with displeasure, "Why did you stop?"

"I think I heard my dad calling me." Meng Yuxiu looked at the door and listened for a while, holding his breath.

"Really?" Han Shuo also turned his head to the side and pricked up his ears on the pillow.

However, after listening for a few seconds, there was no sound.

"You must have drunk too much and misheard, right?" Han Shuo chuckled, patting Meng Yuxiu's butt and urging, "Hurry up and get moving!"

Meng Yuxiu frowned. He had drunk too much tonight, and his head was indeed a little dizzy, but he still remained vigilant.

Although Han Shuo urged him to continue, and he moved slightly as a token gesture, he kept his ears open to any movement at the door.

Sure enough, a few more seconds passed.

"Knock knock knock—"

Now they both heard it clearly, because Meng's father's soft voice rang out immediately afterward.

"Minor repair?"

Han Shuo and Meng Yuxiu opened their eyes wide almost simultaneously.

"Holy crap!" Han Shuo exclaimed, "It really is your dad!"

Meng Yuxiu quickly stopped what he was doing and looked at Han Shuo in bewilderment.

"No, why is your dad knocking on the door so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Meng Yuxiu shook his head, not knowing.

Han Shuo suddenly jumped, lowering his voice to ask, "Holy crap! What if your dad suddenly bursts in?"

Meng Yuxiu: "I locked the door, and my dad won't."

Meng's father knocked on the door again.

"Xiao Xiu, are you asleep?"

Meng Yuxiu had no choice but to say, "Not yet."

"Oh," said Meng's father, "Then come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Meng Yuxiu looked down at Han Shuo beneath him, frowned, and hesitated slightly.

He is usually very obedient to his parents, but at times like this, he feels powerless.

He said hesitantly toward the door, "Dad, I'm going to sleep now, can we talk about it tomorrow?"

There was no sound outside the door. Han Shuo whispered to Meng Yuxiu, "We should go."

Meng Yuxiu nodded slightly, but just as they were about to continue with their business, Meng's father's voice suddenly rang out again.

Meng's father said, "Xiao Xiu, Dad has something important to discuss. Come out here for a moment."

Since Meng's father had knocked on the door several times and said he had something important to discuss, Meng Yuxiu could not refuse.

"Okay, Dad, wait for me." He said as he tried to get up from Han Shuo.

"Holy crap!" Han Shuo immediately shrank back and warned, "Slow down, you bastard!"

“Okay…” Meng Yuxiu carefully got up, then bent down to pick up the red underwear from the ground and put it on.

But he still felt uncomfortable after putting them on, so he picked up the trousers instead.

Han Shuo immediately pulled the blanket over himself.

Meng Yuxiu made sure Han Shuo was properly concealed before opening the door a crack and squeezing his 1.9-meter-tall head through the narrow gap.

Instead of standing directly in front of the door, Meng's father stood at the corner of the stairs after receiving the message that Meng Yuxiu had gotten up.

"Dad," Meng Yuxiu walked over and asked, "What did you want to see me about?"

Mencius' father found it very difficult to speak, especially when he saw his son wearing only trousers and shirtless, which confirmed Mencius' mother's worries.

At the same time, Meng's father also felt a strange sense of unease. He had always treated his son like a child, so how could this child suddenly grow up?

But upon closer inspection, the son is tall and has long legs. He has developed into a very strong man, and his once slender body has become quite robust. He used to look innocent and naive, but now his features are gradually showing signs of a mature man's masculinity.

“Xiao Xiu…” Meng’s father said in a low voice, noticing the people in the other rooms, “Your mother asked me to tell you…”

Meng's father was extremely embarrassed. He opened his mouth, but the next sentence got stuck in his throat.

Meng Yuxiu, not understanding what was going on, looked at his father with both eyes.

Mr. Meng could only cough lightly again, clenching his fist, before stiffly saying, "Your mother said that Xiao Shuo is not even three months old yet..."

“You… cough, don’t do that yet, it’ll be difficult if something goes wrong.” Saying this to his son was already the limit for Principal Meng, who had been teaching for more than ten years.

He even considered reaching into his pocket for a cigarette, but after rummaging around in his breast pocket for a while, he realized the cigarette was in the bedroom.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

The father and son stood silently at the corner of the stairs for a while.

However, Meng's father was still worried that his son might misunderstand his roundabout words and make mistakes, so he asked again, "Did you understand?"

Meng Yuxiu is old enough to understand.

After Meng's father finished speaking, his face instantly turned red, almost all the way down to the roots of his neck.

Seeing his son with his head down, Meng's father pursed his lips in embarrassment and remained silent.

He waved his hand awkwardly and said, "Alright, go to sleep. What Dad told you today... cough, listen to it. Don't be so young and take it lightly, or you'll regret it later."

Meng Yuxiu blushed and was too embarrassed to look his father in the eye, so he could only nod repeatedly to show that he had listened.

This was the first time in their lives that a strict father and an introverted son had engaged in such a conversation, resembling a parent-child educational exchange.

His son had grown up, and he couldn't be strict all the time. Since he wanted to be a father who could open up and communicate with his son, Meng's father thought it over and decided to continue to be a loving father.

“You’re still young, and there are some things you don’t understand. There are some things your mother and I can’t say to you, but if you ever encounter anything you don’t understand in the future, you should still come and ask us.” What Meng’s father actually meant was that in the future, various things will inevitably happen, and family members need to communicate and help each other.

However, at this critical juncture, even Meng's father himself found what he said somewhat strange. He paused for a moment and then simply stopped talking.

Go to sleep.

Meng Yuxiu pursed his lips, nodded quickly, and then stiffly turned around and walked towards the room under his father's gaze.

As Meng's father watched his son's retreating figure, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that these matters had finally been resolved. However, just as he was about to go into the bedroom to explain to Meng's mother, his son, who had been walking to the door, suddenly turned around and came back.

However, when they got closer, their expressions became hesitant and stammering.

"What's wrong?" Meng's father asked.

Meng Yuxiu turned his face slightly to the side, then asked with a flickering gaze, "Dad, you just said that I could ask you if there's anything I don't understand..."

"Uh..." Meng's father nodded. "What?"

Meng Yuxiu gritted his teeth secretly before mumbling, "Dad... is three months later okay?"

Meng's father was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard. When he realized what was happening, his expression became indescribable.

Looking again at his son, who was bowing his head and whose face was flushed, Meng's father could hardly believe it.

This kid is clearly incredibly embarrassed, yet he still manages to say these shameful things.

Seeing his son's hand hanging by his side, with his thumb nail secretly digging into his index finger, Meng's father couldn't bear to look any longer.

Faced with his son's question, Meng's father's mind raced with a string of curses and swears. In the end, he simply uttered a curt remark and slammed the door shut.

Go ask your mother!

Meng Yuxiu stood in the corridor for a moment before reluctantly returning to his room.

Han Shuo waited for a long time before Meng Yuxiu finally returned. He propped himself up on the pillow and asked, "Finished chatting?"

Meng Yuxiu nodded as he took off his pants again, lying back on the bed in his underwear. When he touched Han Shuo's warm arm, he sighed somewhat dejectedly.

"What did you talk about?" Han Shuo asked him, while tugging at his underwear under the blanket. "Tsk, why are you still wearing them?"

However, Meng Yuxiu grabbed his hand and pressed it down. Meng Yuxiu turned his head on the pillow and looked at him dejectedly, saying, "My dad said we can't do it anymore, at least not for the first three months."

"..." Han Shuo twitched the corner of his mouth. "Huh?"

Meng Yuxiu continued, "Maybe they're afraid I'll be reckless."

"..." Han Shuo's interest hadn't waned yet. He was still caught up in the moment, and even if he suddenly stopped now, he would still feel restless and itchy. So he said, "It's alright, I wasn't too rough."

Meng Yuxiu looked up and asked, "Really?"

"We can take it slow, right? We probably can't be too intense for the first three months, so let's be gentle, it should be fine, right?"

Meng Yuxiu was half hesitant and half eager to act after Han Shuo's explanation.

While he was distracted, Han Shuo had already rolled over and was on top of him. But he snapped back to reality in time and quickly grabbed the underwear that Han Shuo had pulled down a little and pulled it back up.

"Let's not do it. If something really happens, my dad and your brother will definitely beat me to death."

"..." Han Shuo was annoyed by his trembling state and lay back down in his own seat.

However, he is currently pregnant, and when he is upset, he inevitably becomes anxious, especially when he has no outlet for his frustrations, which makes him feel even more suffocated.

"I know, this is so annoying! Time for bed!" Han Shuo grew increasingly annoyed, and finally kicked Meng Yuxiu hard in the thigh. "Turn off the lights!"

Seeing that Han Shuo had his back to him and his chest was heaving heavily, Meng Yuxiu leaned over to look at his face.

"Han Shuo, are you angry?"

"No!" Han Shuo said impatiently with his eyes closed, "Turn off the lights."

"Okay." Meng Yuxiu didn't know how to comfort him, so he turned off the light and closed his eyes.

Han Shuo listened to the sounds beside him with his eyes closed. When he saw that Meng Yuxiu had actually fallen asleep by himself, his anger flared up instantly.

He got so angry that he kicked the person next to him again.

Meng Yuxiu immediately cried out in pain, "What happened?"

"I can't sleep!" Han Shuo said irritably.

Meng Yuxiu got out of bed and turned up the electric fan at the foot of the bed.

"Go get some fresh air, and you'll be able to fall asleep when it cools down."

Han Shuo sat up directly on the bed.

Even in the darkness, Meng Yuxiu could almost see Han Shuo's fiery eyes.

Sure enough, the next second, Han Shuo cursed under his breath: "Sleep, sleep, sleep! Are you some kind of faucet? Can you turn it on and off at will?"

“I didn’t,” Meng Yuxiu said, feeling wronged. “I was just afraid of hurting you and the child.”

Han Shuo was speechless.

Meng Yuxiu stared at him for a while. He felt that if the night ended like this, Han Shuo would probably be so angry that he would jump up and kick him in the middle of the night. So after thinking for a moment, he leaned closer and said, "Let me help you?"

Han Shuo glared at him. "With your hands?"

Meng Yuxiu: "Hmm."

Meng Yuxiu's fingers were long and slender with well-defined bones, making them indeed excellent hands. However, Han Shuo had had other, better experiences, so even though Meng Yuxiu's hands were excellent, he remained uninterested.

"Boring, you can use the money to masturbate yourself."

"..." Meng Yuxiu thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Can I help you using the same method as before?"

Han Shuo raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at the outline of Meng Yuxiu's face in the darkness.

Just thinking about what had just happened made him involuntarily smile slightly.

To be honest, if Meng Yuxiu hadn't suddenly gotten the urge tonight, he really wouldn't have known that place could offer such a wonderful experience. So much so that Meng Yuxiu's question immediately calmed Han Shuo down by half.

"Doesn't your tongue feel sore?"

Meng Yuxiu chuckled and put his arm around Han Shuo, whispering shyly in his ear, "It's alright, do you like it?"

Han Shuo immediately laughed and slapped Meng Yuxiu's bottom. "I love it, I love it to death! Then let's hurry up and do it!"

The curtains in the room didn't block out the light, and it got light early on summer mornings. Meng Yuxiu had been busy lately, getting up early every day, and had already developed a biological clock.

Han Shuo went straight to sleep after having his fun last night, and he was exhausted after a long day, so he hasn't woken up yet.

When Meng Yuxiu opened his eyes, he could see Han Shuo lying beside him in the dimly lit room. He looked at Han Shuo's eyebrows, nose, and lips again and again, then lay flat and scanned the festive decorations in the room once more.

The joy of being newlyweds reached its peak at this moment in the morning. He could embrace Han Shuo with just a reach out, and in this room, everything he and Han Shuo did was aboveboard and perfectly legal.

Thinking of this, Meng Yuxiu felt a warm glow in his heart, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss Han Shuo's face.

Han Shuo was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Yuxiu's smiling eyes.

"You woke up so early?"

"Hmm." Meng Yuxiu nodded. "I can't sleep."

Han Shuo stretched and said, "I can't, I need to sleep a little longer."

"Mmm." Meng Yuxiu nuzzled Han Shuo's face with his nose again and said softly, "I'll go downstairs and see what we can eat, and I'll make it for you when you get up."

Han Shuo opened one eye and glanced at Meng Yuxiu.

Although he complained about his bad luck when he first transmigrated to this world, because one mission after another kept giving him trouble.

But now, he felt he was actually a lucky man. His brother doted on him, his nephew was close to him, and even after marriage, Meng Yuxiu was so considerate and virtuous. In this world, wasn't he a winner in life?

Han Shuo was secretly delighted. He pinched Meng Yuxiu's delicate cheek and said, half-jokingly and half-remarkably, "I'm so lucky to have married such a good husband! Come here and give me a kiss."

When Meng Yuxiu heard the word "husband" come out of Han Shuo's mouth, his emotions fluctuated slightly for a moment. He stared at Han Shuo and asked in a low voice, "What's so good about it?"

Han Shuo enjoyed Meng Yuxiu's ingratiating tone the most. He chuckled and said, "Everything about him is good. His penis is good, his tongue is good, and of course, he's even better!"