Chapter 41 I don't know how to comfort you. ...

Chapter 41 I don't know how to comfort you.

A biting wind blew outside the window, and the room was completely silent; the only sounds were each other's breathing and heartbeats.

Ling Jianwei kissed her cheek and said, "I have to leave."

She then gently nodded her chin.

He added, "We'll continue later; tonight's all yours."

Li Yue: "..."

He was a very clean man. He went out to get hot water and used a hot towel to wipe Li Yue's sweaty forehead and back... After the sticky sweat was gone, Li Yue felt refreshed all over.

He also poured her a cup of hot water and asked if she wanted some.

Li Yue nodded.

Ling Jianwei fed her most of a teacup, then smiled and said, "Your throat is so dry it's practically on fire."

He wiped the water from the corner of her mouth and said suggestively, "Your voice sounded nice just now, keep it that way."

This man is full of witty remarks.

A moment later, he held her and rested, taking her hand and playing with it.

Li Yue asked, "Is the snow heavy outside?"

He placed her hand on his body and stroked it, saying in a playful tone, "It's big."

"..." Li Yue nudged him with her elbow.

The man chuckled softly: "What, isn't that right?"

Everyone knew what he meant. She snorted, and her earlobe was sucked.

Li Yue's ears itched as he slowly licked them with his tongue, so she shifted her head. Curious, she asked, "Did you just whisper a lot of things in my ear? I thought I was dreaming."

"Want to hear it again?" he asked.

"Um."

He leaned close to his ear, his magnetic voice repeating, "I only want her for the rest of my life."

Women are probably auditory creatures; the tickling sensation in her earlobe and the sweet words she heard made her lower abdomen feel heavy.

His burning lips pressed against hers, and he gripped her waist, saying, "Why is your body so soft?"

Li Yue said, "Ling Jianwei, I'm going to sleep."

A glint flashed in the man's deep eyes, and he raised an eyebrow: "Going to sleep so early, ask him if he agreed."

Li Yue cursed inwardly, "That dog."

He parted her lips with his tongue, said nothing more, then sat up, held her, and let her lean against his burning chest. His warm palms caressed her, and finally he laid her flat on his body, saying in a low, husky voice, "Baby, sleep on me."

Li Yue really didn't understand, was this even acceptable?

It's not just that he's good at it; he seems to be self-taught. I wonder where he learned all these tricks. Is he a natural talent? Or are all men like this, appearing as gentlemen on the surface but actually having rehearsed eight hundred times in their minds and thought of eight hundred different positions?

Unfortunately, she was weak-willed; once her emotions were filled, she didn't want to feel empty anymore.

Even if he leaves for a short while, she will twist her waist to prevent him from leaving.

The man clicked his tongue.

They said she couldn't be properly fed.

She was so frail that she seemed to break with the slightest touch or collapse under any pressure. Ling Jianwei, mindful of the harsh winter and afraid she might catch a cold, dared not let her leave the covers.

There's plenty of time ahead, and he has many new ideas he can try with her gradually.

No rush.

But for the first time, the first night, it seemed that she was content with just being entwined like this.

Seeing the faint blush on her face, her eyes closed in a look of contentment and enjoyment, the man's heart sank, yet he didn't want her to be so comfortable.

So he did something mischievous, grabbing her ankle and pulling her towards him.

So close yet so distant.

Li Yue hated it to death.

She didn't have much energy left. Although the effects of the alcohol had worn off, this kind of thing still took its toll. It was late at night, and she wanted to fall asleep in this relaxing atmosphere.

But he couldn't bear to see her comfortable.

She twisted her waist, her voice rising indignantly: "Ling Jianwei!"

“Ah,” the man whispered, raising an eyebrow, “beg me.”

Li Yue was furious, but she had to admit that she had no backbone when it came to this kind of thing.

...

After a passionate encounter, it was already 2:30 a.m.

When Ling Jianwei cleaned her up, he saw that her delicate skin was already red and swollen, so he could only let her go and hold her as she fell asleep.

Li Yue was exhausted and sleepy, and fell asleep almost instantly.

When she woke up, the outside world was covered in snow, and crystal-clear icicles still hung upside down from the eaves. Li Yue curled up in Ling Jianwei's warm embrace and opened her eyes.

She moved slightly, and he woke up.

He kissed her neck affectionately and asked her if she was really in pain the other night when she cried.

Li Yue looked at him speechlessly: "What do you think?"

The man's lips curled into a smug smile: "We need to work on this a lot more."

Li Yue turned her back to him and said in a muffled voice, "That will take a long time."

He turned her around, pinched her chin, and said with a suggestive look in his eyes, "We have plenty of time. For example, in the morning, how about we try to work things out together?"

Li Yue: "I feel a little uncomfortable if I don't play with you."

"A kiss feels good."

Knowing he was just joking and wouldn't really disregard her health, Li Yue ignored him and asked after a while, "What time is it?"

Ling Jianwei reached for the watch on the bedside table: "8:06."

"Aren't you getting up for work?"

"I'll hold you and let you sleep a little longer."

"But I'm hungry."

Ling Jianwei: "..."

Finally getting up, Ling Jianwei went to the cafeteria to get breakfast and then retrieved her car keys.

Li Yue asked, "How is the child?"

He said, "The fever has gone down."

"That's good."

Ling Jianwei instructed, "Don't go building a snowman later, or you'll catch a cold."

"I don't build snowmen, I play with the sewing machine at home."

He smiled and nodded: "That's good."

Using a sewing machine isn't unnecessary; she wants to make herself some new clothes and dresses once she's skilled enough. And if she has children in the future, she'll make them little clothes.

However, she currently has no plans to have children. What worries her now is that she hasn't practiced drawing for more than half a year, and she doesn't know how far her drawing skills have deteriorated.

So he muttered to himself, "I want to buy some drawing paper and paints to paint with."

Ling Jianwei asked, "Are you interested in this?"

Li Yue nodded: "Anyway, I don't have any classes, so I can kill some time."

Ling Jianwei never hesitated to ask any questions about her hobbies or interests, but instead said, "I might be free tomorrow, so I'll take you to the county to buy them."

"I can buy it myself."

He said, "I'll take you there. It's cold, there aren't many buses, and it's crowded."

Li Yue smiled and said, "Okay."

Tired from operating the sewing machine, Li Yue went to visit her neighbor and inquired about the baby. Li Jinqiu chatted for a while, expressing her gratitude and saying that she was very grateful for Commander Ling's help last night.

An older sister-in-law came over and we sat down and chatted for a while.

Li Yue looked at her children, all around the same age, the oldest being just over five, attending preschool at a primary school in the suburbs. Curious, she asked Li Jinqiu, "Since you came here, haven't you had a job?"

Li Jinqiu said, "I've been doing odd jobs in the cafeteria on and off. I haven't worked for more than half a year since this child was born."

Another sister-in-law said, "It will be fine once Miaomiao can walk and talk."

Li Jinqiu said, "I want to get sterilized first. Even if I want to have children again, I'll have to wait four or five years."

Li Yue roughly understands that modern female sterilization usually involves inserting an IUD, but having a metal device inside the body is not safe.

She said, "If you can avoid tubal ligation, then don't. Can't we use other methods?"

Li Jinqiu shook her head: "I don't feel comfortable."

Li Yue: "..."

Another sister-in-law chimed in, "It is indeed uncomfortable. We use it during ovulation, but the problem is, sometimes ovulation doesn't happen at that time... and abortion is very harmful to the body."

Li Jinqiu said, "Yes, Miaomiao was an accident. Since she was already here, it wouldn't be good to abort her, so we decided to get her sterilized, which is simple and convenient."

Li Yue realized that she hadn't discussed these very real issues with him yet.

He used it last night, but what about in the future?

She really doesn't want to have children right now; the timing isn't right, and she doesn't want to have many.

This matter is causing her some worry.

Ling Jianwei came back a little early in the afternoon and said to her, "Let's go to the county for lunch and buy what you need while we're there."

Before the shop closed, Li Yue went to buy paintbrushes, paints, drawing paper, etc., and then went outside, saying that she also wanted to make an easel.

Ling Jianwei asked, "You'll make it?"

“I can try, using wooden strips or something. When I built the little house last time, I specifically saved a few suitable planks, but I need to borrow tools to saw them.”

"That's easy, I'll do it for you tomorrow."

But he was also puzzled: "You've always liked drawing?"

She had already prepared her response to these questions: "I like it, but there are no conditions."

He nodded: "That's true. Your uncle and aunt can't possibly send you to learn painting. If you like, I'll find you an art teacher in the county to teach you to paint."

Li Yue said, "No need, I still have to go to work."

"But once you start working, do you still have time to paint?"

Li Yue pondered: "Let's just draw something casually first."

"Alright."

...

By the time we got back to the family compound, it was already past eight o'clock.

Li Yue washed her face, brushed her teeth, and soaked her feet.

Ling Jianwei massaged her feet and said with a smile, "I asked an old Chinese medicine doctor, and he said that massaging these acupoints regularly is good for blood circulation."

He dried her feet and carried her into the bedroom.

Li Yue looked down at the man who treated her with such care and consideration, smiled with her lips pursed, but there was a hint of worry between her brows.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" He put her on the bed and sat her up.

Li Yue wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his stomach.

"What's wrong?"

He stroked her head. If he were to say what he feared most about her, besides losing her, it would probably be her silence.

"Is there anything else you want but are too embarrassed to ask?" He smiled. "Tell me, and I'll get it for you if I can."

"No," she finally said in a muffled voice.

What is that?

Li Yue looked up at him, then lowered her head again, burying her face in his waist and abdomen, and whispered, "Could we wait a few years before having children?"

"That's it? Didn't we already reach an agreement? I have no intention of having a child so soon to disrupt our lives." He still had an indifferent smile.

"But what if I get pregnant unexpectedly?" She looked up again. "If I have an abortion, it will also be very harmful to my body."

After all that, it turns out I was worried about these things.

He felt relieved, but also a little angry.

Ling Jianwei cupped her face in her hands: "How could I let you get pregnant unexpectedly? And have you abort it?"

He stroked her skin with his fingers: "I promise you, okay? I'll take precautions for the next few years, and when you want a child, we'll have one."

His voice was so gentle, and his eyes were filled with affection, making Li Yue feel embarrassed.

She hugged him again, rubbing her face against his lower abdomen: "But I don't want to have too many children. Other women's families have three children, and that's considered too few. I don't want to..."

Ling Jianwei was extremely helpless: "Whether to have children or not, and how many to have, is your decision. It's okay not to have children; it's not a must."

He sighed and stroked her cheek: "You don't need to worry about these things. My mother only had one child, me. After giving birth to me, she went straight to get her tubes tied and said she wouldn't have any more children."

Li Yue said aggrievedly, "But female sterilization is also very harmful to the body."

“You don’t need to go. If you’re still worried about using a condom, then I’ll go.” He was at a loss for words, but thinking about it, it was understandable. She was only eighteen and hadn’t experienced much, so it was normal for her to be afraid of these things.

Looking at the man who was willing to get a vasectomy for her, and his ever-gentle eyes, Li Yue felt a lump in her throat and tears streamed down her face.

Tears streamed down her fair face, making the man feel helpless. He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, gazing at her porcelain-like face, and said in a slightly somber tone, "When you cry, I don't know how to comfort you."

After saying that, he picked her up.

He held the child in one arm, patting her back to comfort her.

"Did your sister-in-law ask you when you're going to have a baby today?" he asked.

"No." Her voice was a little nasal.

"Then why are you suddenly bringing up this topic again?"

“They didn’t ask me, but they inevitably brought up topics like childbirth, abortion, and sterilization.”

He was truly speechless.

I carried her around the house, added water to the pot, and coaxed her, "Those women are all much older than you and have experience with childbirth. How old are you? It's no wonder you're scared when you hear them talking about these things."

"It seems I need to get you to work sooner rather than later, so you won't have to listen to them talk about these topics every day and live in fear."

Li Yue said, "I wasn't worried or afraid."

"She was so scared that tears came out, but she said she wasn't afraid."

"It wasn't from being scared."

"Oh, you're touched?"

"Um."

"What's so touching?"

Li Yue did not reply.

He poured her some water and asked if she wanted some.

Li Yue shook her head and said she wouldn't drink.

Ling Jianwei took a sip herself, then looked at her dejected face and took another sip of warm water.

He put down the cup, but pinched her chin and kissed her lips, sealing them tightly, passing the water over to her.

A silky, moist kiss. Li Yue felt the warmth in her mouth as he sucked on her lips and held her tongue tightly.

The man held her in his arms, kissing her as they walked back to the bedroom...