Chapter 39 Conserve your energy! Please sit down (Double update combined)...

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"So, you even booked a standard room?"

At the hotel room door, a tall, handsome man stood silently, his dark eyes scanning the two separate beds in the room, his jawline slowly tightening.

"Yes."

Upon seeing Bian Xun approach, Ning Ye, who was sitting on one of the beds, quickly stood up and walked a few steps to the door to greet him.

Her voice was soft and cheerful, and she was satisfied with her decision, patiently explaining it to the child's father.

"Because I read online tips and tricks, one bed is for sleeping, and the other bed is for...that."

"Commonly known as dry and wet separation."

Ning Ye's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still earnestly shared her knowledge with him.

Choosing this hotel specifically was a deliberate decision. The standard rooms at this hotel have two large beds, enough for two people to lie down comfortably. The wall cushions are also very soft, suitable for exploring more open and dynamic sexual positions.

Besides, she felt that the place she had chosen wasn't bad either.

Since it's not Christmas yet, the hotel wasn't overpriced. She found a place a little further from the city center, where the environment looked clean and quiet, and there weren't many guests.

She had considered staying at home, but if she went to Bian Xun's house, she wasn't sure if his germaphobia would be acceptable, and going to his house specifically to do this kind of thing... didn't seem very comfortable.

But if you do it at home, the children are sleeping in the next room, and they can't make too much noise if they want to explore the positions, which is not conducive to the whole process of Nuwa creating humans.

Staying in a hotel is very convenient; there's no need for cleaning, the wet and dry areas are separated, and the margin for error is high.

After listening to Ning Ye's series of thoughtful considerations, Bian Xun closed his eyes and sighed.

The man took a step forward, then closed the hotel door behind him, separating the interior from the exterior.

The only sound in the room was their breathing, and her soft, warm neck stiffened for a moment, feeling embarrassed.

Bian Xun lowered his eyes and approached, speaking first with a helpless expression, "Can't you ask me to book the hotel?"

Around the world, there are water villas by the shallow sea, tents under the stars in the forest, or the most luxurious scenic hotels.

Ning Ye didn't think too much about it and looked up at Bian Xun, "It's okay, we're all parents, there's no difference between men and women when booking a hotel."

If it were a boy and a girl dating, this kind of thing might be something to consider.

But when it comes to matters concerning children, mothers have the most agency.

She paid the room fee with her black card and planned to transfer the remaining balance to his card so they could split the cost equally.

The future photo album hasn't given any clear information yet, so she booked three nights and also let Bian Xun come over to familiarize himself with the environment, to avoid an awkward situation when their eyes meet.

She was dressed much the same as usual today, in a light-colored knitted sweater that gently hugged her body curves, making her feel warm and comfortable.

It seems that the atmosphere becomes more comfortable wherever she is.

It makes you want to crash into it.

I gazed quietly into her clear almond-shaped eyes, wanting to see a hint of a smile, and also wanting to see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Bian Xun's mood improved again, and the resentment over the 12 million yuan dissipated.

Ultimately, it's a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other; you can always earn it back.

"You booked three nights, three days and three nights?" He moved closer, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You want to have a long battle with me?"

Ning Ye nodded apologetically, a faint blush creeping onto her porcelain-white earlobes. She also felt that her request was a bit excessive. "If we don't have an exact time, we might have to keep trying and failing. Can you... handle it?"

Bian Xun's dark eyes deepened. "Ha."

This is when they start to openly ask about his sexual ability.

With a slight upturn at the corners of her lips, she said, "What do you think?"

He waited for six years.

Ning Ye is an adult woman with normal physiological and hygiene knowledge. Of course, she knows that doing it for three days and three nights in a row will exhaust a person, and in more serious cases, deplete their body.

So she looked down at her phone with a worried expression, then suddenly looked up in surprise, "No need for three days and three nights!"

Bian Xun raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms indifferently, and sat down next to her to watch together.

Ning Ye stared nervously at the screen as a new photo appeared in her album. Ever since she learned that the child needed to be conceived, Ning Ye had been eager to know how to obtain the exact timing.

Now it turns out, all you need is a screenshot of a chat?

In the original timeline, she sent Bian Xun a message today: 【Come to my house tomorrow night?】

Five minutes later, Bian found the reply: 【Okay】

Two simple sentences, yet the unspoken adult implications.

Ning Ye blinked.

The photo album can't fully show the whole story, but considering the child's birth date, it's almost certain that it happened tomorrow night.

The person next to him subtly curled the corners of their lips, and even though nothing had happened yet, the back of his neck was already tingling.

"You're just being so proactive?"

The man's deep, cold voice sounded in her ear. After a slight pause, Ning Ye smiled and nodded earnestly.

yes.

That confirms one thing: Tao Tao was a baby she actively wanted to have; it was a choice she made after weighing her financial and physical situation, not some unexpected responsibility.

A soft sense of acceptance welled up inside her regarding this matter.

At the time, I must have wanted a child for some reason. And Bian Xun was the most suitable and best choice.

Ning Ye felt even more grateful to Bian Xun.

Since having children, she has become increasingly grateful that her partner is a good father and is also thankful for his cooperation.

The softness in her almond-shaped eyes became even clearer, like a sheepskin towel that was easily crumpled, making one want to... put in more effort.

"I understand. Tomorrow night," Bian Xun forced back the smile that was curving his lips, one hand resting on the hotel mattress, the other hand casually and elegantly taking her palm. "I have received your request."

This hotel definitely needs to be changed.

But he was certain, 100%, that he hit the mark.

With the date set, Ning Ye felt at ease.

She looked at the photo again carefully and let out a soft sound of doubt.

Bian Xun was now powerless against any soft, delicate sound she made, and he squeezed her palm a little harder, "Hmm?"

Ning Ye asked, "But how did you manage to screenshot this chat log?"

Bian Xun: "?"

Ning Ye pointed to the profile picture on the right side of the screenshot. "From my perspective, it's Bian Xun's black profile picture, and her WeChat is right across from it."

So this is how you find your own chat box.

The man paused, glanced sideways, and said in a steady tone, "Just a random screenshot, I guess."

It couldn't be because they were too excited by the invitation that they wanted to keep it.

The president remained calm.

Ning Ye nodded, glanced down at her phone calendar, and was about to mark it for tomorrow when she exclaimed, "Ah!"

A short, delicate syllable escaped from her soft throat, sounding like a sweet, coquettish whisper to someone. The man's spine stiffened abruptly, and he turned his head to take a breath. "What is it now?"

Ning Ye slowly looked at him, her expression suggestive, "But you have to participate in the sports meet tomorrow during the day, right?"

The calendar marks tomorrow as the day of Xia Lu Kindergarten's sports day.

Bian Xun raised an eyebrow, "So what?"

Ning Ye's almond-shaped eyes were filled with a melancholy look, but out of her high emotional intelligence and kind nature, she did not voice her worries.

This sports meet was mainly attended by fathers, and included not only a cross-country race with weights carried by their children, but also a boxing strength competition!

Moreover, since this is a competition between the male lead and the male supporting character in the original story, it is a kindergarten-level competition, but it is not at all superficial.

Then... then he expends so much energy during the day.

Is it okay tonight?

Ning Ye clenched her fingers, feeling a sudden anxiety, and decided to resolutely protect the child's father's physical strength.

Tomorrow, the birth of the child is the most important thing!

Bian Xun held her hand, subtly adjusting his perfectly sculpted front.

To be a father or a husband?

Everything will satisfy her.

…

The next morning, Ning Ye felt a sense of the times calling to her from the moment she opened her eyes.

My heart skipped a beat when I picked up the toothbrush.

As I bent down to change out of my pajamas, I vaguely felt a slight swelling in my chest and abdomen.

It wasn't a significant hormonal change, but she had a strange premonition.

She realized that as a mother, even if she didn't open that photo album, she would still have a kind of unseen premonition when the day actually arrived.

It felt as if I was about to welcome something—

Ning Zhitao was also very excited today.

The kindergarten sports day is like an autumn outing, and it's the day that the children look forward to the most!

After dropping her child off at the kindergarten gate, Ning Zhitao happily hugged her mother, her chubby cheeks pressed against Ning Ye's flat stomach, her round eyes sparkling.

"Mom, I don't know why, but I'm so happy today?"

Ning Ye lowered her head, smiled, and patted the child's head. The feeling at that moment was truly wonderful. "I'm very happy too."

Today's schedule is that the children will attend class first, and the parents will come to the kindergarten in the afternoon.

Ning Ye returned to the company. Although the time for tonight was basically set, she habitually refreshed her future photo album again.

As the date was updated to today, a new photo appeared. It was a mirror image, not showing anyone, but a blurry shot of the foot of the bed with two pairs of slippers on the floor.

Those were the slippers Ning Ye had promised to buy for Bian Xun. The two slippers on the outside were his, and the two on the inside were hers. A warm yet sexually suggestive feeling washed over her. This further confirmed to her that it must be tonight.

Ning Ye recognized it at a glance; it was the small rented room she had started living in.

If Ning Zhitao hadn't appeared, she would still be living in that place, commuting two hours a day. The child's arrival triggered a long-term butterfly effect, changing even the smallest details of her life.

But one thing remains unchanged: Mom and Dad will definitely make it today!

Although Bian Xun strongly urged her to cancel the hotel reservation, even if only half of it was refunded within 48 hours, Bian Xun still insisted that she cancel the room fee and book a hotel herself.

But the location doesn't matter; what matters is that today is the day a small grape is planted.

In the CEO's office.

Bian Xun lowered his eyes to look at the three bills that had just been paid out.

XX Comfort Hotel refunded 70% of the room fee, recovering 8.4 million out of 12 million, while losing 3.6 million.

After negotiations between Xu Lanyi's studio and legal counsel, it was determined that the company would be compensated 7 million yuan. Although this was not enough to cover the initial cost of the endorsement fee, considering the publicity benefits before and after, the company would not lose money overall.

The compensation of 820 yuan from Xiong's family's employee insurance was returned to Ning Ye's linked card and ballooned to 8.2 million yuan. Because it was not a private transfer, it actually succeeded in begging from heaven.

After adding and subtracting three sums of money, I actually made a small profit.

The CEO put down his phone with a slight sense of satisfaction; the road to wealth was within reach. But for some reason, he felt something was off about his bank account.

It seems that wealth has not accumulated or increased recently.

But that's not the point right now.

Assistant Zhang knocked on the door and came in. "Mr. Bian, we can set off now."

Bian Xun calmly looked up, and Assistant Zhang then noticed that the boss's attire was even more outstanding today.

The man's black hair was swept back, revealing his pale forehead. His brow bone and eye sockets were clearly visible, and his dark eyes, visible in the varying shadows, seemed to be eager to try something, making him strikingly handsome.

Although he was just going to the kindergarten sports meet, this man looked like he could be posing for a movie poster at any moment. His dark gray denim jacket had a cool and retro style, a rare casual sporty look. However, the black shirt underneath had a diamond button on the collar, which contrasted with his pale neck, making him look like a star shining brightly in the wilderness.

Assistant Zhang was shocked, thinking to himself, "Does the boss really want to win that much?"

As his work and personal assistant, he also knew that the president had gone swimming in the private pool the night before—in order to achieve better muscle definition.

Looking at him today, the figure outlined by the suit exudes a sense of vigor, carrying a certain ambition that is about to burst forth.

"Let's go."

While searching for his watch, he slowly got up.

...

Upon entering Xia Lu Kindergarten, sure enough, he immediately charmed a group of children.

"Wow, that's Ning Zhitao's dad!"

"Ning Zhitao's dad looks like a prince!"

"What prince? That's Daddy!"

"It seems that Father King has abdicated and given way to a more capable ruler; now there is another Father King."

What does "让咸" mean?

While walking straight through the chattering children, Ning Zhitao excitedly waved to a group of little ones in the distance: "Daddy, over here!"

Ning Ye was already sitting on the small stool next to the child. She looked up at him with focused and concerned eyes, as if she were full of affection, with an indescribable hazy and beautiful look.

The CEO smiled and walked over, starting to stretch his limbs.

Ready to present.

Ning Ye was also prepared and sat upright on the small stool.

We absolutely cannot let him waste his energy today.

Even if the plot forces him to compete with the male supporting character, it won't work!!

Soon, most of the children and parents who came to participate in the sports meet had entered the kindergarten, and the small playground was crowded with people.

Gu Feng arrived late at this time.

As soon as he appeared, several camera shutters clicked outside the park, indicating that the media had followed him and the attention he received had increased dramatically.

The fact that the male protagonist in the recent news about a certain actress has appeared at a children's kindergarten seems to further confirm those rumors—is he really the biological father of the actress Xu's illegitimate child?!

Gu Feng's attitude was naturally one of tacit agreement, but Xu Lanyi would probably be devastated.

Regardless of the rumors surrounding Gu Feng's identity, the park's attitude remains unchanged. After all, Gu Feng is the second major donor who donated eight million, making him a figurehead for President Bian.

"This is Gu Zixun's father!" "That's him!"

The battle for the throne is about to erupt.

Their gazes met for a fleeting moment in the air.

Gu Feng smiled with narrowed eyes. He was provoked by the public's rebellious spirit. The whole internet said that he was not a good match for Xu Lanyi and could not compare to the rumored president of Wujiang Group. He was determined to surpass Bian Xun.

The business world is a battlefield, and so is a small kindergarten.

Gu Feng led Gu Zixun to sit around them.

Bian Xun glanced at him and smiled indifferently.

No one can interfere with his presentation today.

The first competition was for the children. The children were paired up and played Go in pairs. All the winning children received a certificate.

Ning Zhitao has played with it many times at home because Dr. Jiang gave her mother an electronic chessboard as a gift, and she knows several different kinds of chess.

Just then, Ning Zhitao spotted him and waved happily into the distance.

Following the sound, she saw Jiang Xinghe drive the emergency ambulance from the San Dian Shui Children's Hospital into the park, greet Ning Zhitao gently, and then smile at Ning Ye from afar.

There were quite a few other people around.

Ning Ye returned the smile with gratitude. As a friend in the children's field, Teacher Jiang had prepared everything well in advance for the children. Ning Zhitao herself was also very interested, so she quickly won the Gomoku competition.

"Yay!"

Ning Zhitao did not choose her best friend Zhang Sijie, but instead accepted Gu Zixun's challenge.

Gu Zixun lost and angrily smashed the chess piece in his hand.

"That's not fair!" Gu Zixun shouted, his eyes red.

This game is unfair! Nothing is fair!

Ning Zhitao blinked and scratched her head. "Then let's do it again next time."

I'm not logging off!

At that moment, a vintage luxury car was parked outside the kindergarten fence.

Grandpa Bian and a group of elderly men and women gathered around, peering inside at their great-granddaughter. Seeing Ning Zhitao easily win the game, he immediately stamped his cane and kept saying to the old housekeeper, "Look, look! This child is so clever!"

The housekeeper thought to himself, "Are you showing off now? Little Grape doesn't call you Great-Grandpa."

However, Grandpa Bian selectively forgot about it. He leaned on the railing and watched the meeting, then his gaze fell on the little boy opposite Ning Zhitao. "Is this the great-grandson of the Xu family?"

"Yes, sir."

Grandpa Bian narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips. She was really far inferior to his great-granddaughter!

At this age, the most important thing for children is not intelligence, but their character and temperament, which are innate.

Chess is a great indicator of personality, even a game like Gomoku (Five in a Row) that children play.

Ning Zhitao was raised in such a way that one didn't know how she was educated; she was well-behaved, clever, never threw tantrums, and was kind and intelligent. And yet, she had only been by her mother's side since childhood, which was why she was raised so well.

Grandpa Bian's gaze involuntarily fell on Ning Ye, and he once again had to admit how outstanding this girl was.

Inside the arena, Gu Feng hugged Gu Zixun, saying, "It's okay, watch me later."

After the children's brain-training games and competitions ended, it was time for the parents to get to the main event.

The first activity was a cross-country run with fathers carrying their children as weights.

The kindergarten playground is small, and the plan is to run ten laps. If you don't carry your child, it's actually quite easy for parents.

However, a father in the crowd cried out in anguish, "Son, you're going to kill me—"

Everyone looked over and burst into laughter.

His son is a little boy, almost as big and thick as his father, and his mother is hitting his father's shoulder next to him.

There was no other way, but the boy's father still struggled to lift the child up, his face contorted in pain.

"Dads, carrying your kids on your back or in your arms is one way or the other. As long as you can get your kids on your back, any method is fine!" Teacher Yuzu livened up the atmosphere.

Assistant Zhang carried Zhang Sijie on his back, and the old father earnestly instructed her, "Daughter, don't kick me later, okay?"

We don't aim for first place, we just aim to avoid being last.

Assistant Zhang looked to the side with a serious expression.

After all, the boss was showing off his peacock-like behavior today, and I, as his father, really couldn't outrun him.

Amidst the noise, Bian Xun stood up with a faint smile. His neat and upright figure immediately stood out among the group of fathers.

He handed his hand to the child.

Ning Zhitao skillfully seized the opportunity, hugging her father's neck and resting on his shoulder like a soft little cake. "Daddy, what place can we get?"

The top 10 will all receive prizes, and the first place winner will receive a trophy.

The child already said, "What number could it be?"

Bian Xun easily held the cub, about to show off, when Ning Ye stood up and grabbed his hand, "It's good that you finished the race, you can walk too."

"Friendship first, competition second." Ning Ye winked at him earnestly.

Physical strength is important, honey!

Hearing this, Gu Feng chuckled, "It seems Miss Ning doesn't have confidence in President Bian's stamina. President Bian, are you up to the task?"

Bian Xun: "?"

Bian Xun sneered.

The following competition vividly demonstrated what it means to have "nothing in the CEO's dictionary".

At the starting line, Assistant Zhang, carrying Zhang Sijie on his back, was about to call out to the boss to ask for help when, in the blink of an eye, he only saw Tao Tao's smiling face, which resembled a crescent moon, on the boss's back.

"???"

Men are naturally the tallest; a single stride of their long legs is equivalent to two steps for others.

Moreover, Ning Zhitao cooperated well with him, obediently lying on his shoulder without moving around, just giggling in the wind.

After the first lap, they had already pulled ahead of the others.

Gu Feng was quick as well. He was the youngest man in the room and had great explosive power. But as soon as he ran out with Gu Zixun in his arms, the child started struggling on him.

They changed their postures three times in the first three laps, and it wasn't until the two of them finally got along well that they were able to coordinate.

Bian Xun had already overtaken him and won the ring.

Gu Feng: "!"

Cheers and screams erupted as the children fiercely competed to see who was the king of dads.

Ning Ye felt utterly helpless: "You didn't have to run so fast!!"

The media outside peeked through the gaps to take photos, exclaiming, "Holy crap, isn't that the CEO of Wujiang?"

"This kind of man is actually a stay-at-home dad."

"He's so handsome, holy crap."

Only Ning Ye looked worried, her gaze following the father and daughter.

In the end, unsurprisingly, Bian Xun and his son won first place.

Grandpa Bian: "Good!"

He was beaming: "Great! Great!"

Ning Ye met the man's sharp black eyes and quickly handed him a glass of water. "Are you tired? You must be tired. Put the child down quickly."

Bian Xun carried the child in one arm and ran ten laps without her hair getting messed up; her pale forehead was only slightly sweaty.

In any case, the child is now a heavy object weighing 30 to 40 pounds, which is a challenge even for bench presses. Carrying him around for half a day also consumed a lot of energy.

Ning Ye felt anxious; she couldn't afford to waste her stamina at a time like this.

Gu Feng brought Gu Zixun back, put the child down, gritted his teeth, and said, "What happened just now was actually a parent-child teamwork competition, but what happens next will not be."

Bian Xun drank Ning Ye's water and idly swept him.

This is halftime, and the park is preparing the props for the next competition. The fathers' individual battle is a boxing force gauge, where the participating fathers take turns punching a sandbag in front of them, and the weight of each punch is measured.

The problem is that this competition is a round-robin tournament; whoever achieves the highest peak performance in the current competition must defend their title.

If anyone surpasses you, you must continue punching until you maintain the highest score on the field; only then will you be the final winner.

It's too physically demanding!

At this moment, there were quite a few muscular and robust fathers among them, eager to get started.

Assistant Zhang, who had always maintained a scholarly demeanor, revealed a weak expression and, with great self-awareness, said: "Your subject will withdraw."

Everyone here works in an office, and he doesn't have a professional team to train him like the boss!

And actually, dads, this competition is pointless, because Mr. Bian is in the US, he—

Gu Feng smiled slowly and flexed his fingers. This machine wasn't a professional scoring device after all; it was more like a game in an arcade. He had played it countless times since he was a child. Besides his natural strength, he had also mastered numerous scoring techniques, such as which spot on the sandbag would score the most points and the optimal time to punch.

Seeing the confident smile on his face, Ning Ye immediately sensed something was wrong.

Ning Ye remembered that although the original novel did not describe it in detail, it used time to highlight the intense rivalry between the male protagonist and the male supporting character.

If you really spend an hour up there, you'll be too tired to even look for your arm by the time you get up at night, right?

How can you perform difficult positions for trying to conceive if you don't have the strength?

So just as Gu Feng came over to provoke him again, Ning Ye blocked Bian Xun's way. Her slender figure was no match for Bian Xun, as their size difference was quite significant.

But Gu Feng raised an eyebrow at her, feeling inexplicably sour inside.

On what grounds? Why should we look for someone like this?

Ning Ye blocked Bian Xun's path and quietly said to him, "Winning the race was enough, let's forfeit the boxing match?"

Bian Xun: "?"

Ning Ye leaned closer, quickening her pace, subtly hinting, "You need to take care of yourself!"

Tonight, tonight.

Gu Feng's sourness dissipated, and he said with a half-smile, "President Bian, it seems your health isn't so good? Why don't you stop insisting and listen to Miss Ning?"

Bian Xun let out a cold laugh and was about to speak.

Jiang Xinghe happened to walk over and heard the last part of the sentence.

So he very gently picked up the first-aid kit and asked, "Where do you feel unwell? Did you run too fast and get tired? Do you need any emergency medication?"

Bian Xun: "..."

Bian Xun: "Hehe, get lost, all of you."

The president, expressionless, looked at Ning Ye's affectionate yet worried eyes and asked, "Why did you withdraw from the competition?"

Ning Ye saw that everyone around had dispersed, and then, with a heavy heart, she whispered in his ear.

Bian Xun's heart stirred, and he obediently bent down to listen to her.

A soft, alluring voice sounded in my ear:

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep it up tonight!"

Bian Xun: "?"

Bian Xun lowered his dark eyes and gazed at her intently.

Ten minutes later, Dad's boxing match began. While slowly putting on his gloves, he turned and walked towards the force gauge.

A dad who looked like a fitness coach punched 250 pounds, instantly defeating the two dads before him and becoming the champion.

However, when it came to Gu Feng, the number was refreshed to 300 jin. He shouted and stepped back, looking at Bian Xun provocatively.

Bian Xun stood in front of the force gauge, expressionless, and punched the sandbag until it burst.

I'll let you have it.

Look at me.

Is it okay?

…

One punch that explodes, weighing 400 pounds.

The fathers present were also aroused, especially Gu Feng, who gritted his teeth and immediately began to challenge the champion.

Only Assistant Zhang, with his gentle and unassuming demeanor, willingly remained in the background. After delivering a weak and feeble punch, he stood detachedly to the side with his wife and children, inwardly groaning.

What are we comparing?

—The boss is in America!

—You've trained in boxing!

What's there to compare? What's the point of comparing?

As Assistant Zhang predicted, the fathers' boxing match ended after forty minutes of attacking and defending the ring.

At this moment, the children's cries were like a violent storm.

All eyes were drawn to Bian Xun.

Last time, that man was crowned with money!

This time, that man consolidated his throne through his abilities!

"Father! Father! Father!"

The children's cheers were like a tidal wave.

"?" Bian Xun remained calm, and after winning two awards, he gave the trophies and gifts to Ning Zhitao.

Ning Yesheng hugged the baby with a sense of despair, thinking to himself, "Baby, on the day you were born, your dad punched more than a dozen times and ran ten laps with weights on. His genes seem a bit abnormal."

Ning Zhitao is still unaware of the major life event that is happening to her today.

But the joy and pride were real; Ning Zhitao was so happy she almost jumped for joy, shouting and spinning around in place.

"Dad, you're amazing!"

"Mommy, Mommy, did you see that?"

Ning Ye patted the child's head, a bitter feeling unknown to anyone, and said, "I can see it."

Bian Xun took off his gloves and threw them aside before looking at Ning Ye.

At this moment, the aggressiveness in his dark eyes became clear, like a predator in the law of the jungle proving his male instincts.

His body's kinetic energy made his blood boil; he had warmed up thoroughly.

Is he capable?

Within the remaining 7 hours of today.

She'll find out soon :)

…

However, the president never expected—

His outstanding performance today captivated the entire audience and deeply moved Ning Zhitao.

Even after having dinner, going home, listening to the story, and taking a nice bath and lying in bed, Ning Zhitao still couldn't fall asleep!

At 9:30 p.m., the child still had his big, dark eyes wide open, with his two little round hands sticking out from under the covers.

Blinking.

She excitedly told her mother, who was telling her a story by the bedside, "When Dad threw the eighth punch, I actually saw that the other dads' faces turned yellow."

Ning Ye nodded and carefully asked the child, "Tao Tao, aren't you sleepy today?"

Ning Zhitao yawned, "I'm sleepy, Mom."

She usually goes to bed at 8:30.

Ning Ye spoke softly, carefully guiding her, "So, are you going to sleep now?"

Ning Zhitao patted her mouth and made an "ooh" sound, "But when I close my eyes, I remember Dad hitting the sandbag! It's like a cartoon!"

Ning Ye almost slipped and fell on the stool.

My baby, my baby, if you don't go to sleep soon, someone will die!

You're risking your life, baby!

No matter how much I planned, I never imagined that on the night I was supposed to have a baby, I would stumble at this step.

If we don't coax Tao to sleep, she'll lie down for a while and then come out looking for her parents, which could very well interrupt the session.

What if I miss tonight's birth time?

Ning Ye found it utterly unimaginable and felt an urge to curse Bian Xun in her heart.

She was so anxious that sweat beaded on her forehead, and the hair on the back of her neck was damp, with fine strands clinging to her neck.

This is a matter of life and death!

Ning Ye's hands and feet were ice-cold with nervousness, so she could only lower her voice and tell Tao Tao the story that had the highest success rate in making her fall asleep.

Perhaps it was the hypnotic effect of her mother that was working, Ning Ye gradually slowed down her speech, and saw the child's thin eyelids droop down little by little, and her eyelashes fluttering.

...Finally, he closed his eyes.

Ning Ye didn't dare to move, lying by the bedside for a minute before asking in a low voice, "Tao Tao?"

A soft breath passed by, and the child's breathing was long and even.

Snoring.

She's asleep!

Ning Ye jumped up abruptly, grabbed the picture book, and tiptoed back to the door as fast as she could.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it's already past ten o'clock.

If the adults leave home and then rush to the hotel, it will take even longer.

Ning Ye pushed open the door, and Bian Xun was standing at the doorway.

He raised his deep black eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Bian Xun stretched out his taut arm and held her neck. Ning Ye hooked her arm around his collar, and the next second she was already clinging to him like a feather, her legs wrapped around the man's narrow and strong waist.

He slipped into the master bedroom across the hall and closed the door tightly.

Completed in one go.

Their breaths had somehow become entangled.

In their intimate moments, their physical intimacy seemed to never fade.

It seems the lubricant I bought before is no longer needed.

Ning Ye clung tightly to his shoulders and was steadily carried to the side of the bed by a pair of arms.

Amidst his rapid breathing, Bian Xun managed to pull back a little, finding her watery eyes in the dim light, and spoke hoarsely, "So now..."

You and I are—

Ignoring everything else, Ning Ye raised her cool fingertips and covered his eyes.

—It is the Creator.

Then, trembling, she sat down.

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Author's Note: My dear family and children, I'm late with the final revisions [crying][crying] 100 random red envelopes! Zhao Shijue, could you please update in the afternoon?!

Also, hehehe, just thinking about what will happen to Boss Bian next makes me want to laugh.