Chapter 185 Ning'er's "Humanoid Vehicle"
Dongfang Yuning had just swallowed the last mouthful of Lingquan rice porridge and was thinking about going to the study to sort out the preliminary ideas for pregnancy research. Her little butt had barely left the brocade stool by half an inch when she suddenly...
“Hmm!”
With a short exclamation, she instantly rose taller and her vision widened!
The familiar scent of pine mixed with a strong masculine scent surrounded her.
Nangong Ye didn't even give her any time to react. He stretched out his long arm and easily held her like a child, sitting sideways on his muscular, rock-steady arms!
This posture made her a little taller than him, and she could clearly see his thick eyelashes and straight nose.
And he was able to hold her whole body within his control, holding her steadily with one hand, and the other hand wrapped around her waist and back very naturally, his palm warm, ironing her through the fabric of her clothes.
"Husband...husband?"
Dongfang Yuning subconsciously hugged his neck, feeling a little dazed.
Although this sudden car service is very comfortable, but... isn't it a bit too sudden?
My brother-in-law, sister and Yue'er haven't left the restaurant yet!
Nangong Yu and Dongfang Qiwu tacitly lowered their heads to drink porridge, pretending that they saw nothing.
Nangong Yue covered her mouth with her hands, her shoulders shaking, and she was having a hard time holding back her laughter.
Shen Xiaoyun had already slipped away. He was afraid that if he stayed for another second, he would not be able to resist and complain about the emperor's uncle's crazy way of protecting his cubs.
Nangong Ye remained calm and just did something very ordinary.
He looked up at his little wife in his arms, his deep eyes revealing an undisguised desire for control and... a hint of barely perceptible nervousness?
"Ning'er,"
His voice was low and full of undeniable seriousness.
"From now on, wherever you want to go or whatever you want to do, you must tell me first. I will carry you there or go with you."
He paused and added, his tone even carrying a hint of grievance and accusation,
"Don't stand up suddenly like you did just now. What if...what if you get dizzy and lose your balance?"
Dongfang Yuning: "..."
[118! Is he a little overly nervous?! I'm only a month pregnant! And I'm in perfect health!]
She was complaining madly in her heart.
[System 118: Ding! Early symptoms of Prince's 'Pregnant Husband Anxiety Syndrome' detected! Manifestations: overprotection, abnormal behavior, and forced feeding!]
Host, please understand that this is a common irrational behavior of males during their partner's pregnancy, commonly known as "one pregnancy makes one stupid for three years" (referring to the husband).
It is recommended to stroke the fur smoothly and avoid hard strokes, otherwise it will easily lead to more serious "black hug" or "forced confinement" mode!
118’s analysis is very clear and logical.
Dongfang Yuning's mouth twitched.
Okay, just stroke it.
She immediately adjusted her expression, revealing a sweet and obedient smile, and patted Nangong Ye's shoulder with her little hand:
"I know, husband. Ning'er will be a good boy from now on. Tell me where you go first! You are the best~"
The voice is so sweet that it can suffocate people, and it has many twists and turns.
Nangong Ye was obviously very fond of this. His tense jaw line softened a little and he said "hmm" with satisfaction.
He held her in his arms and walked out of the restaurant at steady pace, completely ignoring the complicated gazes behind him.
"My dear, I want to go to the largest empty room in the west wing, where I keep all those bottles and jars."
Dongfang Yuning commands her "humanoid vehicle".
"good."
Nangong Ye followed suit, turned around and walked towards the west wing.
The birth of the Facial Control Research Institute
The largest room in the west wing was originally used to store some miscellaneous items, but it had long been transformed by Dongfang Yuning into her private laboratory and small treasury.
As soon as you enter the door, you can see a row of floor-to-ceiling treasure cabinets against the wall, on which various crystal clear crystal bottles, white jade jars, and purple clay crucibles are placed in different categories.
It was filled with colorful powders, liquids, and pastes, which sparkled with strange light in the sunlight coming through the window.
In the center of the room is an oversized rosewood workbench, which is filled with weighing tools, grinders, a small furnace (an improved version that uses electricity and is euphemistically called "Sky Fire") and some strangely shaped glassware.
The air was filled with a light, complex scent mixed with herbal fragrance and kiwi fruit.
Nangong Ye carefully placed Dongfang Yuning on the specially made high chair with thick cushions in front of the workbench.
He had ordered it to be made overnight yesterday, ensuring that she would be comfortable and at the right height.
"Ning'er, what do you want to do? Your husband will help you."
Nangong Ye rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, looking ready to help at any time.
Although he couldn't understand the bottles and jars, he could still pass things and move heavy objects, even though there were not many heavy objects here.
Dongfang Yuning looked at her husband's "full preparedness" and felt both amused and warm. She waved her hand:
"No, no, husband, just sit here and watch me. Or find something to do? Read a book? Practice calligraphy?"
She didn't dare let this gentleman touch her precious equipment, in case it accidentally exploded... well, although the probability was very low.
Nangong Ye followed her advice and moved a chair to sit not too far behind her. His eyes seemed to be glued to her, paying attention to her every move.
That look didn't seem like he was watching his wife doing scientific research. It was filled with admiration, doting, and a hint of... well, supervision?
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