Chapter 26 Desire Days passed, Fu...
As the days passed, Fu Jingchuan's early pregnancy symptoms continued, but under Shen Shutong's care, they subsided slightly. At least, he vomited less frequently, and occasionally, under her supervision, he could manage to finish a small bowl of porridge or a few bites of light food.
But another kind of trouble became obvious with the changes in hormones in the body and the approach of Shen Shutong.
Shen Shutong did her best to take care of him. She took care of most of his work outside the home, allowing him to work from home. She watched him eat and rest, and when his skin became sensitive, she bought special skincare products and placed them in his bathroom.
Every night, she slept beside him. Fu Jingchuan initially kept his distance, but Shen Shutong didn't seem to mind. She slept naturally, sometimes unconsciously bumping into him when she turned over. Every night, Fu Jingchuan could feel her body warmth and scent, enveloping him invisibly in the night.
His desires became uncontrollable. Shen Shutong's casual approach or whisper could plunge him into deeper anxiety. He often dreamed of their passionate lovemaking, a feeling of shame. He could only try to suppress the heat by slapping his face with cold water before she woke. He grew increasingly afraid to have any close contact with her.
That afternoon, Fu Jingchuan was processing emails in his study when he felt something strange in his lower abdomen: a dull, lingering pain that made him feel uneasy. He leaned back in his chair, one hand pressed against his abdomen, his brow furrowed slightly. The blushing nightmare fragment from his nap flashed through his mind again. Could it be that?
When Shen Shutong pushed the door open, he saw him pressing his hand gently on his stomach, with a look of panic on his face.
"What's wrong?" She walked over quickly, her eyes fixed on his hands. "Are you feeling unwell in your stomach?"
Fu Jingchuan wanted to cover it up, his voice a little weak: "No...it's okay, maybe a little bloating." He was a little unable to speak.
Shen Shutong didn't believe it and walked to his side.
"Where exactly does it hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?" she asked, looking down at his expression.
"No need!" Fu Jingchuan refused immediately. How should he explain the cause of the abdominal pain if he called a doctor? "It's really just a little stuffy. Maybe it will be better if I rub it." As soon as he said it, he regretted it. This was simply courting disaster.
After hearing this, Shen Shutong pushed his hand away, rubbed his hand to warm it up, and pressed it against his thin home clothes, then gently massaged his lower abdomen in a clockwise direction.
"Is it here?" she asked while rubbing.
Fu Jingchuan froze.
The warmth and kneading of her palms overlapped with the vague sensations of touch in his dream, instantly igniting dry wood like a flame. The dull ache in his abdomen gave way to a surge of longing. His blood flowed faster. His breathing became rapid, and a blush spread across his cheeks and ears. He wanted to push her away, but his body clung to the touch, even shamefully hoping it would ease the restlessness he had nowhere to vent.
Shen Shutong didn't notice anything unusual at first, until she felt the muscles under her hands becoming increasingly tense, and even felt his body trembling slightly. She raised her head and met Fu Jingchuan's eyes.
Those usually cool eyes were now misty, with red at the corners, filled with shame and naked desire. He bit his lower lip, trying his best to endure it, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
It's not that Shen Shutong didn't understand. She was stunned for a moment and stopped what she was doing.
Almost at the moment she stopped, Fu Jingchuan let out a very light, choked sob. He leaned forward softly, his forehead resting on her lower abdomen, his hands unconsciously grabbing the clothes on her waist.
"Shutong..." His voice was hoarse, "I... feel uncomfortable..."
It wasn't just a stomachache. It was the excruciating pain of my body's uncontrolled reactions and the war between my cravings and my rationality.
The study was completely silent, with only Fu Jingchuan's suppressed breathing being the sound.
Shen Shutong's body stiffened for a moment. She could feel his body temperature rising slightly. She looked at his head buried in front of her, at his trembling shoulders, and sighed inwardly. She had roughly guessed that hormonal changes during pregnancy would affect desire, but she hadn't expected it to be so strong in Fu Jingchuan.
She thought silently for a few seconds. Fu Jingchuan was tormented during these seconds, the shame almost overwhelmed him, but he shamefully expected a response.
Shen Shutong didn't push him away, but she didn't move further either. She raised her hand and patted his back somewhat awkwardly.
"Fu Jingchuan," her voice was softer than usual, "calm down first."
Fu Jingchuan's body trembled, he raised his head and looked at her with tearful eyes.
Shen Shutong avoided his direct gaze, let him lean back in his chair, and took a step back to distance himself. This action dimmed the light in Fu Jingchuan's eyes.
"I know you're in a special physical condition right now," Shen Shutong said with understanding and comfort. "It's normal to have physiological needs. However, the doctor said you have to be careful in the first three months and avoid strenuous exercise and overstimulation."
The words "intense intimacy" and "overstimulation" made Fu Jingchuan blush bloodily. He lowered his head in embarrassment, as if his secret dream had been seen through.
"I..." He wanted to argue, but he didn't know where to start.
"I understand." Shen Shutong didn't want to delve into this embarrassing topic, "But at a time like this, you need to exercise more restraint. For the sake of the child, and for your own sake."
As she spoke, her eyes swept across the study, finally landing on the dusty set of "Zizhi Tongjian" on the top shelf of the bookcase. She walked over, tiptoed to take the book, dusted it off, and placed it in front of Fu Jingchuan.
"Since you're feeling bored and uncomfortable," she looked at him, "read a book to calm your mind. This set of books has quite a lot of substance, so it's sure to immerse you in it."
Fu Jingchuan remained silent as he stared at the tome before him. He used the dry history book to cool his mind, dispelling those inappropriate fantasies. A sense of grievance and loss welled up in his heart, but even more so, the humiliation of being seen through.
He silently picked up the top book, and the heavy weight made his fevered mind a little clearer.
"Hmm." He replied softly, his voice still hoarse, but his emotions were suppressed. He opened the book, his eyes fell on the words, but he couldn't concentrate.
Shen Shutong watched him pick up the book, said nothing more, turned around and left the study, closing the door gently.
Hearing the door close, Fu Jingchuan heaved a long sigh of relief. He put the book down and buried his burning face in the pages.
Outside the study, Shen Shutong stood for a moment, her back against the door, a trace of helplessness and thought on her face. Fu Jingchuan's tearful, aggrieved, and yearning look had indeed left her feeling a bit uncomfortable. Simply giving him a book to "calm his mind" seemed a bit too abrupt. After all, this was indeed a normal physiological reaction, and it wasn't something he had imagined.
She walked back to her makeshift study and turned on her computer. After a moment's hesitation, she typed the keyword "How to relieve male sexual desire during pregnancy" into the search box.
A lot of information and forum discussions popped up on the page. She looked at it carefully, her brows slightly furrowed.
"...It's mainly caused by hormonal changes and may be accompanied by sexual dreams. It's a normal phenomenon, and partners should be understanding rather than blaming them."
"... can be relieved through close contact, such as hugging, patting the back, holding hands, etc., to increase a sense of security."
“…avoid irritating foods, such as spicy and greasy foods. Get enough sleep and do some gentle exercise to distract yourself.”
"…if it's really hard to tolerate, consult a doctor, but caution is especially important during early pregnancy…"
As Shen Shutong read through the details, he gradually began to understand. It seemed that avoiding the topic entirely or simply suppressing it wasn't the best approach. Understanding, non-sexual intimacy, and distraction were the keys.
She closed the webpage, leaned back in her chair, and thought for a moment. Then, she picked up the intercom and called Aunt Wang in the kitchen. "Aunt Wang, let's change to lotus seed and lily soup tonight. It's a lighter, calming option. Also, starting tomorrow, try to keep your husband's diet lighter. For now, avoid anything too nourishing or irritating."
After hanging up the phone, she thought of the "gentle exercise" she had just searched for. Fu Jingchuan had been feeling lazy and easily tired recently, but some exercise might actually be beneficial and distract him.
During dinner, the atmosphere was subtly quiet. Fu Jingchuan kept his head down, silently drinking the lotus seed and lily soup that Shen Shutong had Aunt Wang prepare for him. He said little, and the tips of his ears were still slightly red.
Chen Shutong didn't try to find a topic to talk about. He just ate his meal as usual, and then said casually, "The weather tomorrow seems to be good, not too hot. If you are in good spirits this afternoon, I will accompany you for a walk in the garden. It's boring to stay in the house all the time."
"Okay." He was stunned for a moment and agreed in a low voice.
Before going to bed, Shen Shutong washed up as usual and leaned against the bedside to read the documents on the tablet. Fu Jingchuan lingered for a while before coming out of the bathroom. He still didn't dare to look at her and quickly lay down on the other side of the bed.
Shen Shutong glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to read the documents. After more than ten minutes, she put down the tablet, turned off the bedside lamp on her side, and lay down to sleep.
Fu Jingchuan turned his back to her, his body still a little stiff. The embarrassment of the afternoon and the shadow brought by the dream made him particularly nervous in the silence. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to calm his breathing.
Suddenly, a warm hand gently rested on his lower back, pausing for a moment before beginning to massage gently, the pressure gentle, as if simply soothing and relaxing.
Fu Jingchuan's body trembled violently.
"Don't move," Shen Shutong's voice sounded behind him, with a sleepy laziness, "Didn't you say your waist was sore? I'll help you press it, and you can sleep well when you feel comfortable."
Her hands continued to massage the sore muscles on his lower back, her movements gentle and careful.
Fu Jingchuan's tense body gradually relaxed under the continuous and gentle massage. The soreness in his lower back was indeed relieved, and it also strangely soothed his anxious nerves and dispelled some of his fear.
He let himself indulge in the feeling of being carefully cared for. His eyes felt a little sore, and he quietly buried his face deeper into the pillow.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Shutong's hand slowly stopped, but he didn't take it away immediately. He just gently placed it on his waist.
Her breathing became even and long, and she seemed to be asleep.
Fu Jingchuan moved back a little bit, allowing her palm to stick more completely to his body, and then he finally fell into a deep sleep.
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The author has something to say: President Fu has become more delicate after her pregnancy [狗头]
(I’m going to join V, happy happy [milk tea] Thank you babies for your love!)
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