Chapter 181 The Little Vixen's Breaking Bad
Inside the bedroom, the atmosphere was completely different.
Dongfang Yuning's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and she finally woke up slowly.
What came into view was the familiar soft glow of candlelight, and... a face so close at hand, so handsome yet frosty, with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire!
Nangong Ye! And Nangong Ye was on the verge of a rage!
Dongfang Yuning's heart skipped a beat and he instantly regained consciousness.
broken!
The truth is revealed!
She subconsciously wanted to close her eyes and pretend to be dead, but it was obviously too late.
"woke up?"
Nangong Ye's voice was terribly low, carrying a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come. Every word seemed to be fished out from an ice cellar.
"How does it feel? My... sweet baby?"
The three words "good baby" were squeezed out from between teeth, full of gnashing of teeth.
Dongfang Yuning's scalp tingled. He gritted his teeth and used his lifelong acting skills to try to act weak and bewildered, his voice soft:
"Husband... I... What's wrong with me? I feel dizzy..."
She raised her little hand and gently touched her forehead, trying to get away with it.
"What's wrong?"
Nangong Ye sneered, leaned forward, and approached, his nose almost touching hers, and his hot breath with a dangerous smell sprayed on her face.
"The baby is pregnant! Our good baby is carrying a little baby in her belly!"
He deliberately emphasized the three words "good baby", his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut her open to see how much evil was hidden inside.
"Ah? Pregnant...pregnant?"
Dongfang Yuning widened his eyes in surprise, trying to show his incredible surprise, but in fact he felt extremely guilty.
"Really? Husband? We have a child?"
She tried to reach out and hug him, using tenderness to defuse the crisis.
Nangong Ye grabbed her outstretched wrist, not with much force, but with an intensity that left no room for escape.
His deep eyes locked onto hers, filled with complex emotions: anger at being deceived and lingering fear.
And... the confusion he felt about this unexpected little life, which even he himself was unwilling to delve into.
"Yeah, we have a child."
Nangong Ye's voice was filled with a hint of dangerous playfulness, while his other hand gently caressed her still flat belly. His movements were cautious, in stark contrast to the coldness on his face.
"Baby, tell your husband what's going on? Hmm?"
He lifted a corner of the quilt, his movements seemingly casual, but with unquestionable control, he crawled in.
The warm quilt was instantly filled with his breath.
He carefully gathered her petite body into his arms, his arms around her waist, his warm palms still covering her belly in a protective gesture.
But those eyes were still staring at her sharply, waiting for her to quibble.
Dongfang Yuning was held in his arms, her body pressed against his strong and hot chest. She could clearly feel his strong heartbeat and... the faintly suppressed anger.
Her heart was pounding and her mind was racing:
[118! 118! Help! Your host is going to die! He's going to turn evil! Give me some advice! Pretend to faint? Act pitiful? Or confess and get a lighter sentence?]
There was a dead silence in my mind.
System 118: [...ziz...ziz...system...energy...is...low...about to enter...low-power...sleep...mode...ziz...]
The sound was intermittent, and then it stopped completely.
Dongfang Yuning: "..."
[Coward! You failed at the crucial moment! Traitor! What use are you to me?!]
She cursed 118 in her heart.
I can't count on that unreliable Tongzi anymore!
Dongfang Yuning made up his mind!
The matter has come to this, the die is cast!
The child is already in her belly, can Nangong Ye still return the goods?!
Break the jar and throw it away!
Who is afraid of whom!
The weakness and confusion she had pretended to have disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of self-righteous "coquettishness"!
Instead of backing off, she deliberately thrust out her belly, which hadn't shown any changes yet, and pushed it hard against Nangong Ye's tight abdomen!
"snort!"
Dongfang Yuning raised his little chin, like a proud little peacock, or a little fox with its fur standing on end, and looked at him with disdainful eyes.
"She's pregnant! What's the matter? Husband, do you want to return the baby? It's too late!"
She looked like a scoundrel who said, "What can you do to me?"
"The child is in my belly, I have the final say!"
Nangong Ye was frozen by her sudden attack and self-righteous declaration!
He looked at her arrogant and unruly look, and heard her talk about returning the goods. A surge of evil fire mixed with a huge feeling of powerlessness rushed to his head!
This little woman!
It's simply... simply lawless!
He was so angry that his chest was heaving violently, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He really wanted to pin her down on his legs and give her a good spanking!
Let her know the consequences of plotting against her husband and being so audacious!
However, just before he was about to explode, his eyes met her little face which was slightly red because of the thrust just now (actually it was because of anger).
And the subtle nervousness that flashed across the depths of those clear eyes...
The raging anger in Nangong Ye's heart was like a balloon that was punctured, and with a "puff", most of it dissipated.
What replaced it was a huge, unspeakable feeling of grievance and fear.
He suddenly tightened his arms, holding the culprit in his arms more tightly against him, his chin resting heavily on the top of her head.
The voice was no longer as cold and dangerous as before, but instead carried an unprecedented tremor of... aggrieved?
"Baby……"
His voice was muffled, like a large dog abandoned by its owner, full of accusations and anxiety.
"You...you scared your husband to death..."
Dongfang Yuning: “???”
This sudden change in style made her a little confused.
What about the angry lion?
How did it become a wronged golden retriever?
Nangong Ye buried his head in the crook of her neck, his warm breath spraying on her sensitive skin. His voice was heavily nasal as he continued to accuse:
"Just now... you suddenly collapsed... your face was as white as paper... no matter how much I called you, you wouldn't wake up..." "Husband... husband thought... thought..."
He seemed unable to continue the rest of the sentence. He held her arms tighter, and his body even trembled slightly.
"Afraid...husband is so scared..."
He repeated it softly, his voice revealing his vulnerability and fear.
"I'm afraid something will happen to you...I'm afraid you'll...leave me..."
This sudden show of weakness and undisguised fear was like a heavy hammer, hitting Dongfang Yuning's heart.
All her self-righteousness and determination vanished at this moment.
She remembered his panicked roar before he fainted, and the complex emotions of fear and anger in his eyes when he woke up.
It turned out that his anger was more due to the overwhelming fear and panic of losing and regaining what he had lost.
He was afraid of losing her more than anything else.
A huge wave of heartache and guilt instantly overwhelmed her.
She schemed against him and wanted a child, but she ignored his heart that treated her like the apple of his eye and the apple of his eye.
She only thought about her own desire, but she didn't expect that this sudden surprise would bring him such a huge shock and fear.
"Husband..."
Dongfang Yuning's voice softened instantly, filled with deep apology and heartache.
She stretched out her little hand, no longer covering his mouth, but gently stroked his furrowed brows, trying to smooth out the wrinkles there, and gently patted his back, like comforting a frightened child.
"Husband, don't be afraid."
She leaned close to his ear, her voice soft but firm, with a soothing power.
"Ning'er is here, and she's doing fine. Ning'er promised her husband that she would stay with you until old age, see all the scenery in the world together, and grow up to be old grandparents with white hair together. Ning'er will never leave you, never."
She paused, feeling the tension in his body, and gently placed her small hand over his large hand on her lower abdomen. Her voice became even gentler, with a hint of negotiation in her tone:
"Husband, look, this is our child, our precious bloodline. He or she will be the continuation of our lives, and will call us daddy and mommy... Let's just have this one baby, okay? From now on... from now on, we won't have any more children. It will just be the three of us, okay?"
She raised her little face, her clear eyes filled with seriousness and anticipation, as well as a hint of cautious temptation.
Nangong Ye raised his head, and the emotions surging in his deep eyes slowly settled down.
He looked at the little wife in his arms who had frightened him so much and made him feel so distressed. He looked at the pure, soft light in her eyes that held solace and promise. He then felt the place under his palm that was nurturing their own flesh and blood...
All the anger, grievances, and fears eventually turned into a long sigh with endless complex meanings.
What else can he do?
His little vixen has the power over him.
He lowered his head resignedly, his forehead against hers, his nose rubbing against hers, his voice hoarse but with a hint of compromise:
"Hmm...Okay. I'll listen to Ning'er."
He carefully adjusted his position to make her more comfortable, his big hands still protecting her lower abdomen.
He looked her in the eye and added gravely:
"But, Ning'er, you have to promise your husband that from now on... no matter what, you are not allowed to hide anything from your husband, and you are not allowed to joke about your body! This time... this time scared me to death, understand?"
There was unquestionable seriousness and fear in his tone.
"Yes! Ning'er promises me, husband! I will never hide anything from you again!"
Dongfang Yuning nodded vigorously, his eyes full of sincerity. As for the future... let's talk about it later!
She took the initiative to move closer and placed a soft, soothing and apologetic kiss on his tightly pursed lips.
Nangong Ye passively accepted the kiss, and the remaining anger and grievance in his heart gradually dissipated in this kiss. He responded to her, and his movements became gentle and cherishing.
The tense atmosphere in the bedroom finally eased, replaced by a kind of warmth and cautious care after surviving a disaster.
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