Chapter 226: Chatting Under the Quilt
Hearing this, a sly smile appeared in Xiao Momo's big, bright black eyes.
He rubbed against Jiang Zhihan's arms again and said, "Daddy, come over here, don't fall to the ground."
Shen Xingchen was very obedient and squeezed towards Xiao Momo and Jiang Zhihan.
He even confidently put his arm around Jiang Zhihan's waist and said, "Let me hold you tight, so you don't fall to the ground in the middle of the night."
The three of them hugged each other tightly.
Before they knew it, they all fell asleep.
The next morning, when Jiang Zhihan opened her eyes, she found that Xiao Momo had disappeared.
The person she was hugging tightly was Shen Xingchen.
Moreover, Shen Xingchen's posture was very ambiguous, with his entire face pressed against the soft part of her chest.
He even arched his back a few times in a dishonest manner.
His hot and wet lips rubbed her chest intentionally or unintentionally.
It seemed like it was going to bite me in the next second.
Jiang Zhihan felt her scalp tingling instantly.
If the person she was hugging was always Shen Xingchen, then who was the person whose head she was hugging and who was pressed tightly in her arms at night?
Who was the person who put her hand on his belly and felt his body temperature when she was half asleep?
It can’t be that it has always been this damn man.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhihan's cheeks turned hot.
If Shen Xingchen caught him, he didn't know how to blackmail her.
She quietly moved Shen Xingchen's arm away and was about to get up and leave when Shen Xingchen hugged her again.
A low, hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
"Don't move, your fever hasn't subsided yet."
As he spoke, his big hand reached into her clothes, wanting to cover her skin.
Jiang Zhihan was so frightened that she immediately hid back. Unable to hold it in any longer, she finally spoke, "Shen Xingchen, where's Momo?"
Shen Xingchen immediately opened his eyes, rubbed them a few times and said, "I don't know, I thought I was holding him."
Jiang Zhihan immediately got out of bed to look for him, and finally saw Xiao Momo sitting alone on the sofa in the living room playing games.
Seeing her come out, Xiao Momo smiled and said, "Mom, did you and Dad sleep well?"
"When did you come out?" Jiang Zhihan asked.
Xiao Momo squinted his eyes and said, "I came out a long time ago. You two are suffocating me to death."
Shen Xingchen suddenly spoke up: "So the person who touched my belly and hugged me at night was your mother?"
Xiao Momo spread his hands: "What else? It's not me anyway."
Shen Xingchen had an apologetic smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. I even got under your clothes and kissed your chest, thinking I'd tested your temperature. It turns out I got the wrong person. I was wondering why it was so soft and fragrant."
He apologized, but his face looked smug.
Jiang Zhihan was so angry that she glared at him fiercely: "You did it on purpose."
Shen Xingchen spread his hands and said, "Heaven and earth are my witnesses. I really mistook you for Mo Mo. Didn't you tell me that using your lips to check body temperature is the most accurate? So I kept using my lips to check your body temperature at night. I was wondering why you didn't have a fever. It turns out I was checking the wrong person."
"Shen Xingchen, shut up!"
"Okay, I'll shut up. I'll go wash my face and then make dinner for you."
After saying that, he immediately went into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror with the corners of his lips raised sharply.
Jiang Zhihan's cheeks flushed with anger, and she looked at Xiao Momo: "Are you still burning?"
Xiao Momo shook his head: "Don't burn it anymore."
"Come here, mommy will take your temperature."
"Mom, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you and Dad sleeping together."
"You're sensible."
However, what Jiang Zhihan didn't know was that early in the morning, the family group was already in chaos.
Xiao Momo took a few photos of his parents sleeping in each other's arms.
Sent to the family group.
He also sent a voice message: "It's so hard for me to let my mother attend my aunt's wedding."
When Shen Xingli woke up in the morning, she saw Sang Muye holding his cell phone with a wicked smile on his lips.
She looked up at him, her voice soft and hoarse.
"What are you looking at? Is it so funny?"
Sang Muye smiled and kissed her forehead: "Brother has made some progress with Momo's help. Look at this photo."
When Shen Xingli saw the photo, his eyes widened instantly.
"They're already sleeping together, how far is it from an official announcement?"
Sang Muye smiled and pinched her cheek: "Silly wife, this can only be regarded as sleeping in the same bed. Who would sleep together dressed so neatly?"
At this moment, Shen Xingchen sent a message to the group and @ed Sang Muye.
[The Director Gao Lengjiang, whom you spent a lot of money to hire, has been successfully taken over by me.]
Seeing this message, Shen Xingli immediately laughed.
He pressed the voice bar and said, "Brother, do you know there's a kind of sleep called just chatting under the covers? I'm talking about people like you."
Shen Xingchen: [Do you think everyone is as impatient as your father? I call this respect, understand?]
Sang Muye: [I don't understand. A man who holds the woman he loves but doesn't make a move on her can only mean one thing: he's incompetent.]
Father Shen: [Yes, he is incompetent, unlike you who are quick and decisive.]
Mother Shen: [Don’t talk about my son. He’s just a little silly, but don’t you find his silly side cute?]
Mr. Shen: [He's quite stupid, so stupid that he didn't even know he had a son, ahahaha.]
Sang Muye: [Brother, you're just a fool with luck. Overnight, your son is already a child. Unlike me, I have to accompany my wife and enjoy the entire process of nurturing this little life. Brother, you can't experience how happy this feeling is.]
Shen Xingchen: [Sang Muye, will you die if you don't speak? If I hadn't helped you get your wife, Li Li would have divorced you.]
Shen Xingli: [I won't divorce my husband. I was just trying to scare him.]
Shen Xingchen: [Next time you two get angry, don't look for me. You didn't see that day, Sang Muye was so scared that he acted like a dog, calling me brother. How shameless.]
Sang Muye immediately changed the subject: "When will Mom and Dad return home? We're waiting for you to give us your betrothal gifts."
Father Shen: [I have good news for you. We have already applied to be transferred back to China. This way, we can help you take care of the child.]
Shen Xingli: [That’s great! My baby has grandparents to take care of him.]
The family chatted for a while and then went about their business.
Sang Muye looked at Shen Xingli with deep affection: "Baby, there are still 27 days until our wedding day. I can't wait to see you wearing a wedding dress for me."
Shen Xingli rubbed his face and said, "Didn't you see it when you were trying on the wedding dress that day?"
"That's different. It feels different from being at a wedding. I've had this dream for sixteen years, and it's finally coming true."
"If you had done this for one more year, our daughter would have been born."
"Before this dream comes true, I have another dream to realize."
"What dream?"
"Keep it secret for now, you'll know when the time comes."
Shen Xingli had no reaction during her pregnancy, and her work at the hospital was basically not affected.
Even on May Day, he accompanied the city leaders to meet a German delegation.
After finishing work, she received a call from Sang Yu.
"Aunt, I'm here to pick you up. There's a good show to watch tonight."
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