Chapter 238 Taking the Pulse

Given how busy the wedding day is, most brides and grooms are exhausted by the evening and fall asleep as soon as they lie down.

However, Wen Zhile and Zhou Jihuai are very special.

They were busy all day but didn't feel tired at all.

At night, I am more awake than anyone else.

The new house is in the Xiangshan Road community, and Wen Zhile is familiar with the place.

I took a quick shower, but then paused.

Are we going to do...something tonight?

Although they had been married for a long time, Zhou Jihuai said that she was still young, so he had never touched her.

She was a big shot and could tell that he usually had a hard time enduring it.

Wen Zhile felt his cheeks getting hot at the thought of intimate contact tonight.

She prepared herself for a moment before opening the bathroom door and slipping into the bedroom.

Zhou Jihuai took a shower first, and now he is nowhere to be found and is not inside.

She wiped her hair and looked down at the silk suspender pajamas she was wearing.

The suspenders were empty.

There was a slight sound, and the bedroom door opened and closed.

Wen Zhile's thoughts were interrupted, and he turned around quickly as if by reflex.

When he turned around, Zhou Jihuai's eyes quickly moved away as if they were burned.

He moved back a second and handed her a stack of documents, cards and keys.

"What is this?" Wen Zhile asked curiously when he answered the phone.

"All the properties and bank cards under my name are given to you."

Wen Zhile counted them and was surprised: "So many houses?"

Zhou Jihuai raised his lips and said, "I have a lot of money, so I bought any house I liked in the past few years, such as Shanghai, Jingzhou, Shenzhou, and several developed cities. If you want to go out and play in the future, you can just live there."

Wen Zhile never thought that he had bought houses in so many cities. Compared with him, his two courtyard houses were nothing but children's.

"Then I'll take it."

"Honey, please wipe my hair for me."

Zhou Jihuai's blood boiled when he was called "husband" and he changed three towels before he could dry his hair.

"Are you ready?"

"alright."

Wen Zhile stood up, kicked away the chair, sat beside the bed, and looked at him.

Zhou Jihuai's eyes followed her.

After taking a bath, the little girl's face was bare, but she was more beautiful than during the day.

It was breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't help but think more.

This is the first night after their wedding.

"During the day, a customer asked us to have a baby sooner."

Wen Zhile broke the silence with a smile.

The man's Adam's apple rolled.

"Don't listen to him, you're still young."

Wen Zhile smiled and nodded: "But I'm not young anymore."

The silk pajamas were exceptionally soft, revealing everything underneath.

Zhou Jihuai tried hard not to look there, but the two bulges caught his eyes all the time.

His resistance was futile and his breathing became disordered.

"Zhizhi, your underwear..."

Wen Zhile raised her head slightly, her unpainted lips were rosy and plump.

"I washed my underwear when I took a shower."

"You don't need to wear it because you're going to sleep later."

Zhou Jihuai said nothing and walked closer silently.

The little girl propped herself up on the bed and said, "If you're not used to it, I'll find a new one to wear."

As soon as she finished speaking, her red lips were kissed.

The kiss started out gentle and soft, but later it became as fierce as fire, making it hard to breathe.

The silk pajamas were stripped off, the soft mattress sank, the hot palms wrapped around 1234, and everything that followed was a natural progression.

The moon worked with them until late at night before hiding in the clouds.

…

Wen Zhile has been feeling sleepy lately.

I often feel like yawning while working.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is a serious organization, so she had to try her best to hold back her yawn.

Zhou Jihuai came to pick her up after get off work in the afternoon. When Wen Zhile saw him from a distance, she trotted over and said, "Honey, I want to sleep."

Zhou Jihuai quickly glanced around and said, "Go home and sleep."

"..."After two years of marriage, Wen Zhile knew him too well.

She lightly patted his muscular forearm and scolded: "I want to sleep by myself, not with you."

"That won't work." Zhou Jihuai opened the car door and placed his palm on her hair to prevent her from accidentally hitting her head.

"Wife, why don't you come with me?"

"I can't sleep without you."

"Last night you..."

Wen Zhile covered his mouth with a blushing face: "Don't talk!"

Zhou Jihuai laughed out loud.

After returning home, Wen Zhile went to bed.

They didn't live in a military compound, nor did they live with her parents-in-law. There was no one else in the house, so she could follow her own thoughts and sleep whenever she felt tired.

Zhou Jihuai has been the one cooking for their family since they got married. More than half an hour later, he finished cooking dinner and went to the bedroom to check. His dear wife was already asleep.

He walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed the little girl on the lips.

I went out immediately, wanting to put the food away to keep it warm.

Just two minutes after I put it away, I heard a knock on the door.

Zhou Jihuai went to open the door and the person who came was Tang Heping.

"Aunt, come in quickly."

"I'm here to give Zhizhi some Chinese medicine to nourish her body. Where's Zhizhi?"

"Zhizhi felt sleepy after get off work and fell asleep in the bedroom."

He took the herbs wrapped in a paper bag and put them in the refrigerator.

"Sleepy?" Tang Heping went to the bedroom door and forgot to look at it, and asked in a low voice, "Zhizhi stayed up late last night?"

"No, I went to bed at ten last night."

Tang Heping thought for a moment, "How long has Zhizhi been like this?"

Zhou Jihuai didn't understand what she meant by asking this, but he cooperated and thought carefully for a while: "More than a week."

After listening to this, Tang Heping went to the bedroom.

Zhou Jihuai hurriedly followed: "Aunt, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. I'll check Zhizhi's pulse."

Tang Heping sat down beside the bed and put her fingers on Wen Zhile's wrist.

Zhou Jihuai breathed softly unconsciously.

After a few minutes, she pointed outside with a smile on her face.

Zhou Jihuai walked out: "Aunt, you say."

"Ji Huai, congratulations."

"You're going to be a dad!"

"!"