Chapter 62
"It's okay. It's normal to have trouble sleeping sometimes during pregnancy. Don't worry."
Jiang Zhinian's nose tip just touched Shi Ye's thin collarbone. Thinking of the greedy scent of cedar, she couldn't help but take a deep breath quietly.
Shi Ye felt the tickle on his neck and chuckled softly, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Zhinian was caught, but she didn't say anything.
Shi Ye was not fully awake yet, and his thoughts were a little confused. He stretched out his hand and tried to touch Jiang Zhinian's lips aimlessly.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Jiang Zhinian had no idea how to speak as he used two fingers to rub her lips back and forth.
The big hand seemed to have its own consciousness as it slowly moved down to the neck, and felt some slight swallowing.
"You're nervous."
"Stop touching it, it's itchy..."
Many people with itchy skin are afraid of having their necks scratched.
Shi Ye closed his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips. His brain seemed to have lost control of his body, and everything depended on his mind.
The hand began to wander around randomly, then stopped out of fear of the strong.
Jiang Zhinian's body stiffened, and he lay straight, trembling slightly.
The atmosphere was a little frozen for a moment. They had been lying in the same bed for so long, and they slept in each other's arms every night, but Shi Ye had never touched Jiang Zhinian's body.
He drew a line for himself.
It is a rope of desire that, once crossed, becomes unstoppable.
His mind was awake, but his body was still sleepy. Shi Ye's eyes were half open, quietly looking at Jiang Zhinian's profile.
In the dim morning light, there is a sense of laziness and weariness.
"Is it okay?" He dragged out the tone a little, hinting at a coquettish tone.
The girl lay quietly in his arms with her eyes closed, but her trembling eyelashes betrayed her mood at the moment.
This is a gesture of tacit approval.
Shi Ye chuckled, turned over and held the person under him, put his hand on her without hesitation, applied a little force, and whispered in her ear.
"Why are you so nervous?"
Jiang Zhinian bit her lips lightly and pulled the bed sheet tightly under her.
"Why don't you answer?"
Jiang Zhinian didn't dare to say anything and could only close his eyes and shake his head.
Shi Ye kissed her trembling eyes: "Don't do anything, it won't hurt the child."
His fingers slid down the hem of the dress and lifted it up.
Jiang Zhinian couldn't help but hum softly and turned his head away as if he couldn't bear it anymore.
If the human body could be a ship, then at this moment, she must be a small broken ship in the ocean, being washed and attacked by the storm, but she can only helplessly move forward, unable to resist, silently hoping that the gods will be kind and let her go.
But the gods did not understand her prayers and instead deliberately gave her more tests.
Heavy rain and storms continued to pile up, and Jiang Zhinian was swept up by the raging waves, thrown into the air again and again, and then thrown into the sea mercilessly again and again.
The sea water flooded her head and she felt like she was about to lose her breath...
Finally, the gods showed mercy and ended the test, sparing her rickety little boat.
Jiang Zhinian woke up from the tingling sensation and slowly loosened her fingertips, which had turned white from gripping the sheets too tightly.
The wet eyelashes trembled and lifted up, unconsciously seeing the gradually dim morning light through the gap.
Everything that just happened seemed like a spring dream because of this faint halo, with a sense of emptiness and unreality.
But the heat from Shi Ye's gentle breathing next to her ear brought her back to reality.
It is a very special sense of intimacy and security that makes people want to rely on and surrender themselves wholeheartedly.
Shi Ye propped himself up and stared at Jiang Zhinian's expression and her ravaged and bloodshot lips from top to bottom, unwilling to miss any trace of her emotion.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Zhinian's body seemed to be soaked in a pool of spring water. He said lazily and softly, "No, I don't feel well..."
Shi Ye tilted his head slightly, glanced at the earlobe that he had just caressed repeatedly, turned over and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom without saying a word.
…
After breakfast, the two went to the city’s famous Spring Festival market.
I originally thought that there wouldn't be many people like them who would wait until New Year's Eve to come and shop, but I didn't expect the whole market to be packed with people.
"So many people..." Jiang Zhinian burst into fear, "They are all here to buy things..."
Shi Ye held the person in his arms: "Hold me tight for a while, don't get squeezed."
Jiang Zhinian turned her belly towards Shi Ye as if facing a formidable enemy.
The market has everything, including traditional decorations such as Spring Festival couplets, window flowers, and lanterns, as well as New Year flowers airlifted from the south and kumquats grown in greenhouses.
Jiang Zhinian hid in Shi Ye's arms, full of curiosity about the stalls on both sides of the road.
“Why are there still people selling windmills?”
Many parents have actually already bought New Year's goods, and today they just bring their children out to join in the fun. Some vendors specifically stock up on styles that children like, allowing them to throw a tantrum and force their parents to give them money.
"Do you want it?"
Shi Ye pointed at the sunflower windmill on the roadside and asked Jiang Zhinian.
Jiang Zhinian shook his head: "Well, that's not necessary..."
Although she had been a bit unlucky for most of the year,... at the end of the year, she got the luck of her life.
There is no need to transfer this good luck.
Jiang Zhinian pulled Shi Ye to the stall selling Spring Festival couplets and picked and chose with curiosity: "Should we buy these printed couplets or have them written on the spot?"
"Buy the finished product, not the velvet one."
"As for window decorations, do you prefer ones with animals or words?"
"Anything is fine, as long as it can be directly attached."
"Should we buy two lanterns and hang them on the balcony?"
“Okay, but no music.”
They walked and shopped along the way, and before they knew it, Shi Ye's hands were piled up with various New Year's goods.
Shi Ye raised his hand to check the time: "It's almost time, we still have to go to the supermarket to buy some things for the New Year."
Many shops are closed from the first to the third day of the Lunar New Year. In previous years, he could get by by eating some frozen dumplings when he was alone, but this year that was not the case.
Just like squirrels store food in advance for the winter, he also needs to store some food at home for his wife and unborn child.
"Okay, then we..."
"Daddy... wuwuwu..." Shi Ye lowered his head and saw a little girl about 3 years old crying and hugging his legs.
Jiang Zhinian was startled and squatted down to touch the little girl's head: "Little sister, did you recognize the wrong person?"
The little girl raised her head with difficulty, and looked at Shi Ye seriously, her voice unclear: "Wuwuwu, who are you, you are not my father, where is my father, I want to find my father, wuwuwu, where are you, father?"
Jiang Zhinian looked around and found that some people had stopped and come over to watch the fun, but there was no sign of the little girl's father.
"Shi Ye, I remember there are police patrolling at the entrance. Let's hand the child over to the police."
Shi Ye moved his legs: "Let go."
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