Chapter 105

Although Lin Qiong initially resisted the dress that Xingyun bought, she completely fell in love with it after wearing it once.

She wears a skirt and wanders around the house every day, attracting attention like a butterfly.

Lin Qiong was clumsily following the health exercises on TV, but after only five minutes, she was so tired that she plopped down on the yoga mat.

He lowered his head and touched his swollen belly.

Fu Xingyun glanced at him, bent down, and sat down next to him.

Lin Qiong glanced at him for a moment, then lay down on the yoga mat, stretching out her snow-white legs and placing them on the man's knees, her movements very practiced and natural.

Perhaps because of the pregnancy, his calves often cramp.

Fu Xingyun looked down and then raised his hand to pinch the skin.

He sighed inwardly. Since she became pregnant, the two of them had been intimate very rarely. What was even more torturous was that Lin Qiong would walk around in front of him every day wearing a skirt.

Lin Qiong felt comfortable after the massage and lay on the yoga mat like a cat, squinting her eyes.

Fu Xingyun looked at it, then lowered his head and kissed the person's fair calf.

Lin Qiong, who had been quite relaxed, suddenly shuddered. "What...what are you doing?"

Fu Xingyun remained calm and composed. "I'll kiss you."

Then a pair of large hands slid down her calves and into her skirt.

Lin Qiong blushed and quickly grabbed the hand that was misbehaving under her clothes, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingyun felt like he was going crazy. It had been six months, and although the other party would help him in other ways, it was not enough.

The man leaned down and whispered in the person's ear, "I missed you."

Lin Qiong naturally knew what the other person meant by "want," but she was still a little worried and held onto that big hand tightly, blushing as she said, "No."

Fu Xingyun looked at the man with his dark eyes, "Why not?"

Lin Qiong moved slightly and placed the hand inside her clothes on her stomach.

Fu Xingyun's voice was hoarse, "The doctor said it's okay now."

To everyone's surprise, Lin Qiong still shook her head, blushing.

Seeing that the other person was unwilling, Fu Xingyun used his usual trick, "You don't miss me."

Lin Qiong looked at him, "Yes."

"Then why not?"

Lin Qiong placed her hand on her stomach, "I still have a baby in my belly."

Fu Xingyun was just about to say that it was time to do it since it was the right month.

The next moment, Lin Qiong said shyly, "Not suitable for children."

"..."

The man lingered for a few more glances at the person, but then had no choice but to give up.

Although Lin Qiong's pregnancy was difficult for Fu Xingyun, there were also sweet moments.

For example, you can take a shower together every night.

Lin Qiong is currently heavily pregnant and has difficulty getting around, so the "laborious task" of bathing has been handed over to Fu Xingyun, who is happy to do it.

After wiping someone's body, they would hold them and soak them in the bathtub for a while. The smart bathtub not only has a massage function but also a heating function. Every time Lin Qiong was held and soaked in it, she felt so comfortable that she felt like she was melting.

Fu Xingyun thought that after soaking in the bath, he would begin the nightly storytelling session, a time of fatherly love and tenderness. He was about to walk into the room with his newly bought Little Red Riding Hood when he was stopped by someone.

Lin Qiong's face was flushed from the bath. Fu Xingyun looked at her with affection and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

To everyone's surprise, the other person's words were like a bolt from the blue: "Let's sleep in separate rooms."

Fu Xingyun's hand holding the book froze. "Why?"

"The doctor said that now that I'm further along in my pregnancy, it's better for us to sleep in separate rooms."

Fu Xingyun was very decisive, "No."

Lin Qiong asked in a puzzled voice, "Why?"

The man said seriously, "I can't let you sleep alone."

Lin Qiong pointed to her stomach, "I'm not alone."

"..."

Fu Xingyun gritted her teeth, "I don't feel comfortable with you sleeping together. You might feel uncomfortable if you get up at night and there's no one to help you."

Lin Qiong thought it made sense, "Then let's not break up."

Fu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then, as he did every night, he took the storybook and began telling stories while stroking Lin Qiong's belly.

Lin Qiong just stared at the man. Compared to two years ago, Fu Xingyun had really changed a lot. Although he still looked cold and aloof to outsiders, he was a perfect and intimate lover in her eyes.

Lin Qiong just watched like that, and soon closed her eyes. Fu Xingyun lowered his head and kissed her forehead and stomach.

"good evening."

——

When Lin Qiong's due date was still more than ten days away, Fu Xingyun had to go to the company, but he was worried about leaving Lin Qiong at home alone, so he called his sister to come and take care of her.

Fu Yuan immediately agreed. She had visited Lin Qiong a few times before, and the two were very close.

For the sake of her health, Fu Yuan didn't wear perfume while putting on makeup. Fu Jinglin passed by, glanced at her, and asked, "Mom, are you going to have a second spring?"

Fu Yuan tidied her hair. "What are you talking about? I'm going to your uncle's house."

Fu Jinglin asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

“Your uncle has to go to the company and is worried about leaving Lin Qiong alone at home, so I’m going to check on her.”

Then she glanced at her eldest son and asked, "Are you going or not?"

Fu Jinglin's eyes lit up instantly. "Go."

When Fu Jinglin was young, she was busy, and Fu Xingyun took care of her for almost twenty days a month. Therefore, she was very close to her uncle and relied on him more than she, her mother.

Fu Yuan looked the person up and down, "Then go and get ready."

"What's there to pack? Isn't everything fine?" Fu Jinglin felt good about himself.

"These days everyone's focused on prenatal education. What if your baby turns out as sloppy as you?!"

Fu Jinglin shrank back after his mother's words.

After they finished packing, the mother and son set off.

Fu Yuan: "When you go there later, you should rein in your bad temper. Lin Qiong is about to give birth, so don't scare her."

Fu Jinglin nodded.

When they arrived at Fu Xingyun's house, they saw Lin Qiong, who was heavily pregnant, as soon as the door opened.

Fu Jinglin was stunned on the spot when he saw it. Actually, this was the first time he had ever seen a man give birth, but the big belly on Lin Qiong didn't look out of place at all, and it didn't seem strange to anyone.

Fu Yuan greeted people with a smile, and then began to inquire about their health.

Fu Yuan's care and love for him were just like that of a real older sister, which moved Lin Qiong very much. Then, seeing that it was almost noon, Fu Yuan went into the kitchen to make some soup for him.

Lin Qiong was lazily sprawled on the sofa when suddenly a burning gaze fell upon him. Lin Qiong turned his head and saw Fu Jinglin staring intently at his belly.

Lin Qiong looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Is something strange?"

Fu Jinglin shook his head. "I just find it a bit amazing."

Lin Qiong looked down at her stomach. "I was scared half to death when I first found out."

She touched her stomach as she spoke, "But when I thought about how this is my and Xingyun's child, I quickly accepted it."

Fu Jinglin observed that, because of his parents' failed marriage, love was fragile and vulnerable in his eyes, until he saw Lin Qiong and his uncle.

Lin Qiong slowly sat up, and Fu Jinglin quickly went to help her.

Seeing her nephew's curious gaze, Lin Qiong asked, "Do you want to touch it?"

Fu Jinglin sat up straight instantly. "Is...is that alright?"

Lin Qiong nodded.

Fu Jinglin took a deep breath and then very carefully touched the person's round belly.

It's hard, and there seems to be something moving inside.

Upon sensing the new life, Fu Jinglin became instantly excited, "I felt like he was moving."

Lin Qiong's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "I felt it too."

Fu Jinglin looked at him. "Has he woken up?"

Lin Qiong: "He's about to come out."

Fu Jinglin: !!!

Lin Qiong felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Fu Jinglin was terrified and immediately dialed 120 (the emergency number), then frantically screamed, "Mom! Mom!!!"

Fu Yuan came out of the kitchen, "What's wrong?!"

"He's going into labor!"

Fu Yuan was also startled, "Quick, to the hospital! Quick, to the hospital!"

——

When Fu Xingyun learned that Lin Qiong was about to give birth, he rushed to the hospital almost frantically.

"Where is she? Where is Lin Qiong?!"

Fu Yuan comforted him, "Xingyun, calm down first. Xiao Lin just went in."

The operating room door opened, and the doctor came out, asking, "Who is the patient's family member?"

The three hurriedly stepped forward, saying, "Yes, that's me."

"One family member can accompany you to the delivery room. Who of you will go?"

Fu Xingyun and Fu Jinglin said, "I'll go."

Fu Yuan raised her hand and smacked Fu Jinglin on the head, "What were you doing going in there?!"

Fu Jinglin grinned, "They say if the first person a child sees after birth is good-looking, then the child will also be good-looking."

Fearing that Fu Yuan might hit him again, he muttered under his breath, "It would be a shame if I didn't go."

Fu Yuan: ...

Fu Xingyun walked in wearing a sterile gown, and almost as soon as he stepped inside, he heard Lin Qiong's call.

"It hurts! Fu Xingyun... Fu Xingyun, it hurts..."

Lin Qiong lay there, her eyes blurred with tears, swollen from crying, bleeding profusely from her lower body, murmuring his name, her face pale with pain.

Fu Xingyun's eyes reddened almost instantly, and he walked over to Lin Qiong's side with great heartache, taking her hand in his.

When Lin Qiong saw that someone had arrived, tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. "Xingyun, sob sob sob... I'm in pain, I'm in so much pain."

Fu Xingyun felt as if his heart had been ripped out. "Lin Qiong, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Instead of telling her to bear with it, the man kept apologizing, saying that if he had known Lin Qiong would suffer so much, he shouldn't have gotten her pregnant in the first place.

Lin Qiong felt that the labor process was slow and painful, and then she suddenly broke down and cried.

"Ahhh, it hurts! I don't want to give birth anymore... I don't want to give birth anymore," Lin Qiong pleaded, but the doctor in front of her remained unmoved.

Lin Qiong looked at Fu Xingyun as if she were grasping at a straw, "Xingyun, can you not give birth? I'm in so much pain... I'm in so much pain, Xingyun..."

The man almost instantly lost his mind upon hearing this.

Fu Xingyun stood up and quickly went to the doctor's side. "Doctor, he's in so much pain, is there anything we can do?!"

Doctor: "The pain will subside after you give birth."

However, Lin Qiong's cries still echoed in my ears.

Fu Xingyun panicked for a moment, "Doctor!"

The doctor's brow twitched as he looked at the man's current appearance.

No, don't open your mouth, don't open your mouth!!!

Fu Xingyun: "He's in so much pain, can... can we not have this baby?!"

"Take this family member out of here!!!"

After Fu Xingyun was kicked out, everything went much more smoothly. The baby was born safely in less than three hours. Lin Qiong looked at the wrinkled little baby being held by the nurse next to her with a pale face, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The nurse looked at Lin Qiong's small face and said, "It's a boy."

Lin Qiong asked cautiously, "Is...is it healthy?"

Nurse: "Very healthy, weighing seven pounds and seven ounces."

The doctor spoke up from the side, "Have you decided on a name yet?"

Lin Qiong looked at the ceiling above her head, "His full name is Fu Chenyi, and his nickname is..."

Lin Qiong glanced at the baby, who weighed over seven pounds, and said, "His nickname is Rou Dun (Meatball)."

"..."

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Author's Note:

Little one: Today is another impolite day.