Chapter 172 Interrupted Intimate Moment
Chen Ran is from the south. After he and Su Hong took care of the old lady's funeral in Jiangcheng, they had to send the old lady's ashes to the south for burial.
In the end, it was Si Yan who took the initiative to accompany his parents-in-law on this trip - Baoer had just been born and Su Nian really couldn't leave. She couldn't carry a two-month-old baby in her pocket for a long distance, right?
When Chen Ran and his wife brought Si Yan back from the south, the calendar had already turned to May.
Baoer is two months old now. He always stays in the same room with his dad and mom at night, but he sleeps in his own crib.
After Su Nian finished feeding Baoer and put the child in the crib, she turned around and ran into Si Yan's warm, moist embrace.
He had just finished washing up, and his body was filled with the familiar, refreshing scent of shower gel. There were still water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair, which fell on the thin straps of her pajamas, bringing a slightly cool and itchy feeling.
His arms came around, holding her tightly with unwavering strength, his chin resting lightly on the top of her head.
There was only a dim bedside lamp on in the room, and the soft glow cast a layer of tranquility on Baoer's even and subtle breathing.
"Bao'er is asleep?" His voice was low and close to her ear, like an electric current, and the tip of Su Nian's ears felt hot instantly.
I secretly murmured in my heart: We have only been apart for more than a week, but it feels like half a year. I really miss him.
Su Nian hummed softly, her cheek pressed against his soft silk pajamas, and she could feel the warmth and strong heartbeat from his solid chest.
It seemed like a long time had passed since the last wonderful kiss in the parking lot, mixed with the fatigue of running around and the chaos brought by the new life.
At this moment, in this intimate embrace, they are both familiar and strange.
They were obviously most familiar with each other's scent, but they were really together only after that ridiculous drunken encounter at the beginning of the article.
As if a longing that had been dormant for a century had quietly awakened, she raised her head and met his gaze.
His eyes seemed particularly deep in the dim light, and she could understand the emotions surging in them: longing, desire, and a hint of suppressed heat that was eager to be released.
Without saying anything more, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
At first, the touch was gentle, tentative and cherishing, but soon, the restraint collapsed. The passion that had not been fully satisfied in the past suddenly spread like wildfire.
His kiss became deep and strong, prying open her teeth, lingering and robbing her of her breath.
Su Nian felt her whole body go limp from his kiss, her arms involuntarily climbing up his neck, her head tilted back to endure and respond.
Just then, a very slight groan came from the crib next to him.
The two of them froze in an instant as if the pause button was pressed, their lips parted, and they turned their heads to look at the crib at the same time with unstable breathing - my goodness, the little ancestor just smacked his lips twice, turned his head to the side, and was sleeping soundly, not waking up at all.
As their hearts settled, they looked at each other and saw the helplessness of "it was a false alarm" in each other's eyes, and they couldn't help laughing out loud.
Si Yan took a deep breath, rested his forehead against Su Nian's, and chuckled softly: "This little thing is really a qualified 'love supervisor', always picking the right time to make trouble."
Su Nian also smiled, her cheeks flushed, and raised her hand to lightly hit his chest.
After this interruption, the intense emotion that almost burned everything calmed down a little, and turned into a more lingering and tormenting warmth.
Si Yan picked her up horizontally and walked towards the big bed with steady steps.
He laid her gently on the mattress, and then covered her with his body, completely enveloping her in shadow.
His kiss fell again, this time no longer limited to her lips, but slid along her jaw, to her slender neck, and lingered on her sensitive collarbone.
Su Nian closed her eyes, feeling the soothing warmth of his warm palm through a thin layer of pajamas, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.
The clothes were taken off at some point, and the touch of skin brought a trembling comfort.
His movements were extremely gentle. Su Nian turned into a pool of spring water under him. All her thoughts drifted away, leaving only the most real feedback from her senses. A faint moan overflowed from her lips, but was blocked by his kiss.
The dim light cast overlapping shadows on the wall, swaying and undulating, forming a contradictory yet unusually harmonious picture with the small figure sleeping peacefully in the crib in the corner.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
Si Yan held her sweaty body in his arms and pulled the thin blanket over them.
Su Nian felt lazy all over and didn't even want to move his fingertips.
There was a lingering sense of ambiguity in the air.
Just when the silence was about to make people fall asleep, a "humming" sound came from the direction of the crib, which was clearer than before.
The two of them froze at the same time again - this time Baoer didn't calm down on his own, but twisted his little body, and the whining became louder and louder, as if saying "If you don't pay attention to me, I'll cry in front of you."
Su Nian sighed, holding on to her sore body and thinking: "Maybe she's hungry, or her diaper is wet."
Si Yan held her down: "Don't move, I'll go."
He put on his bathrobe neatly and walked to the crib, his movements already showing the practiced father's skill.
He carefully picked up the child, and Baoer nudged himself in his arms, and his humming became quieter.
Si Yan held the little child in his arms and walked back to the bed. In the dim light, he looked at the little life in his arms, then looked at his wife lying on the bed with a blush on her cheeks. His heart was filled with an indescribable sense of fulfillment.
He leaned over and gently placed Bao'er next to Su Nian. He also sat down on the edge of the bed and gently patted Bao'er with his big hands.
Su Nian lay sideways to feed the baby, and Si Yan stood quietly by her side, his eyes gently lingering on the two most important people in his life, one big and one small.
It’s true that it’s different when dad is at home. All those annoying “little episodes of taking care of children” at night are now a little gentler.
Before, when Si Yan was not at home, she had to force herself to get up even if Baoer made the slightest movement, change his diaper, feed him, and burp him. After going through the whole process, she would be completely awake.
What’s even more annoying is that sometimes, after finally being able to lie down again and counting the lines on the ceiling, I’m about to fall asleep, but the little one wakes up with a “hmm”, instantly ruining all the sleepiness I just accumulated. It’s so frustrating.
Now that Si Yan was here, as soon as the baby groaned, he woke up as if he had radar, and did all the work quietly. When Su Nian opened her eyes in a daze, Baoer had already fallen asleep again.
Looking at the reliable man beside her, Su Nian felt very at ease: With him around, there is nothing to be afraid of.
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