When Zhou Jiuzhen returned to the small wooden shed, the three little ones were already fast asleep on the makeshift bed he had set up.

Ling Huanwu sat by the small bed, staring intently at the three little ones on the bed, lost in thought.

“Auntie, the child is asleep, we should get back to our own business…”

When Zhou Jiuzhen's tall shadow fell on Ling Huanwu's head, her body trembled instinctively, and before she could refuse, she was picked up and carried away.

He held her in his arms and lifted her up, then gently rubbed her lower back. "The army doctor said you always have insomnia, so you need to be tired to sleep well."

Ling Huanwu's eyelashes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.

This display of force, could it be...?

She yawned and was about to beg for mercy when suddenly her lower back sank, and Zhou Jiuzhen steadily lifted her up and flipped her onto his back.

"What are you doing!" Ling Huanwu hurriedly grabbed his collar, her belly pressed against his warm back, her voice trembling with fear, "I'm pregnant!"

"Don't worry, you won't fall."

With a laugh in his voice, Zhou Jiuzhen held the fixation board with his left hand and supported himself on the bed board with his right arm, and actually did a one-handed push-up.

The man's back muscles were as firm as a hot iron, vibrating slightly with each movement. Ling Huanwu's face rubbed against his sweat-dampened shirt, her ears turning bright red first.

Before she could catch her breath, Zhou Jiuzhen carefully moved her down to his body, letting her lie in the crook of his arm, while he continued moving, supporting himself with his other hand.

Ling Huanwu saw it clearly now.

Sweat trickled down his jawline from his forehead, his forearm muscles were taut and clearly defined, and even the curve of his Adam's apple exuded a sense of strength.

She secretly swallowed, her fear long gone, replaced by a slightly itchy, warm feeling.

"Let's change positions and continue doing sit-ups!"

Zhou Jiuzhen helped her up and let her sit on his waist, holding her wrist with one hand. "Hold on tight."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started doing one-handed sit-ups. With each sit-up, the tip of his nose brushed against her palm, and his warm breath swept over the back of her hand.

Ling Huanwu's heart was pounding like a rabbit's, her eyes fixed on his heaving chest.

The bulging veins on the man's neck made her reach out and touch his arm: "Jiu... Jiu Zhen, you only have one hand left, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Zhou Jiuzhen gritted his teeth and did another squat, lifting her up a bit. "Let's practice squats for a while longer."

As he spoke, he stood up with one arm around her, his knees slowly bending and straightening.

I did several in a row without any effort.

With each movement, she moved closer to his body.

Ling Huanwu's face flushed completely. Seeing the dense sweat on his forehead and hearing his heavy breathing, she could no longer hide her little scheme.

She reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, her voice so soft it could melt water: "Jiuzhen, actually... you don't need to work so hard, I can sleep too."

Zhou Jiuzhen paused for a moment, looked down at her, his eyes full of seriousness, "I'm not tired, you'll be able to fall asleep when you're tired."

As she spoke, she squatted down even further, thoughtfully adjusting her posture, "Is this tiring?"

Ling Huanwu looked at his expression that seemed to say, "Let your wife be tired so she can sleep well," and she was neither angry nor amused.

Who did these exercises, him or her?

Ling Huanwu had no choice but to bury her head in his neck and let him hold her as she did a dozen or so squats.

Zhou Jiuzhen finally couldn't hold on any longer and pulled her onto the bed, gently rubbing her stomach as he did so. "You must be sleepy now, right?"

Ling Huanwu lay on his chest, listening to his gradually steady heartbeat, and looked at his still handsome features even with his eyes closed. She couldn't help but pinch his waist.

This guy has such great muscles, but he's just not smart enough!

Before she could think any further, Zhou Jiuzhen's breathing became even, his arms were tightly wrapped around her, and he fell into a deep sleep, still smelling of sweat.

Ling Huanwu poked his hard chest, but in the end she couldn't help but snuggle closer to him. Listening to his heartbeat, the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and her eyelids kept drooping.

It seems that these exercises are actually effective.

With no mind to think about anything else, Ling Huanwu quickly fell into a deep sleep, resting her head on Zhou Jiuzhen's arm.

In the latter half of the night, the wooden shed was so quiet that only the chirping of insects outside the window could be heard.

Zhou Jiuzhen held his soft, warm wife in his arms, even his breathing was very soft.

Ling Huanwu has been tossing and turning in her sleep lately, but tonight she slept soundly and didn't even talk in her sleep.

He smiled slightly, lowered his head and gently rubbed the top of her head, his heart melting as if it were filled with cotton.

In a daze, I suddenly felt a soft touch on the back of my hand, like a kitten's paw gently scratching me.

Zhou Jiuzhen felt a surge of warmth in his heart, thinking that his wife had woken up and was making a fuss about him, and his eyes were filled with a smile.

Just as he was about to open his eyes and lean in to kiss those soft lips, his nose bumped into a tuft of fluffy little head.

This is nothing like his sweet and gentle wife!

He opened his eyes and was startled.

The triplets who lived in the same wooden shed somehow ended up squeezing between the two of them!

The youngest one was tilting its little face up, its chubby lips sucking on his chest muscles, the smacking sound particularly clear in the night.

Zhou Jiuzhen was so frightened he almost jumped up. The scream in his throat was about to come out, but when he saw that his wife's eyelashes hadn't moved, he swallowed it back, his neck turning red from holding it in.

This midnight attack was absolutely deadly!

Afraid that the little ones would disturb his wife by touching and nudging him or kick her belly, he quickly and carefully pulled the three little bundles towards himself.

Da Bao held down his arm, Er Bao clung to his waist, and Xiao Bao went even further, putting his leg directly on his thigh and smacking his lips as if he were dreaming of gnawing on a pig's trotter, before suddenly biting his leg.

"Hiss..." Zhou Jiuzhen gasped, but dared not make a sound. He could only frown and glare at the little dumpling.

But the little guy had his eyes closed and drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth, making him look both pitiful and funny.

He sighed, reached out and gently patted the backs of the three little ones, his arm numb from the pressure but he dared not move.

He was afraid that any movement would startle his wife on the other side, and also startle the three little ones who had lost their parents.

The moon outside the window slowly moved its position. Zhou Jiuzhen stared at the wooden ceiling, feeling the sucking sensation in his chest, the little claws on his waist, and the occasional light bites on his legs. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But when I turned my head and saw my wife sleeping peacefully, and then looked down at the three little bundles of joy in my arms, breathing evenly, I felt a warmth spread through my heart.

He's become a father ahead of schedule.

When he becomes a father, he'll definitely raise his little one to be well-behaved, so the little one won't steal his wife...

The next day.

Ling Huanwu opened her sleepy eyes and stretched.

She turned her head, intending to kiss Zhou Jiuzhen's hard cheek and touch his abs as usual.

But what she saw made her fury soar.

"Zhou Jiuzhen! Which vixen did you run off to in the middle of the night? You're covered in teeth marks and red welts. How could you do this to me and the children?"