Xiang Zhilan was a little tired after finishing, so she lay on the bed without moving, but she didn't fall asleep like last time.
This room, this bed—everything was so familiar. She and he had lain here together and done many intimate things, mostly him serving her.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Shen Muzhi asked anxiously, holding her close when she didn't speak.
For a moment, he was even worried that he hadn't pleased her enough, and that there wouldn't be a next time. He had always been a self-centered person, but now he was acting like a queen's male servant.
"You weren't wearing a condom. Don't you have a box of orange-scented ones?" Xiang Zhilan turned her head to look at him and muttered.
"It doesn't feel that good to wear it." Shen Muzhi kissed her forehead, wanting to be close to her without any barriers.
"You're all better off, but I have to take medicine again. All medicine has side effects. You said you loved me, but you're just indulging in your own pleasure." Xiang Zhilan wrinkled her nose and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Then don't eat it. Let's have another one. I've already agreed that Hengheng and Xiaokui won't change their surnames, so you have to give me a child with the surname Shen." Taking advantage of her easygoing nature, Shen Muzhi went further.
He realized then that a simple "I love you," "I love you the most," could have such a powerful effect; he should have said it last time. Although it was a bit cheesy and not his style, its effectiveness was the most important thing.
"You wish! My work goal is to hold a solo photography exhibition within three years, and no one can interrupt my progress this time," Xiang Zhilan said seriously.
Shen Muzhi sensed that she seemed to be softening. She had clearly said she wouldn't have any more children before, but now she only said she wouldn't have any more children within three years. Did that mean she was willing to have children with him?
“That’s fine too. We should have a proper married life before we get back together.” He was in a particularly good mood, and he lowered his head to kiss her rounded shoulder, but there was also a hint of resentment in his voice: “We can count the number of times we’ve been together on one hand.”
Xiang Zhilan chuckled. It seemed true. Aside from his one-sided attempts to please her, the actual number of times they did it was very small.
Seeing that she smiled, Shen Muzhi pressed his advantage and said, "Why don't you, Hengheng, and Xiaokui move in here? It's not convenient to keep living with your parents, and since someone just died in your house, it's not good to move in right away."
“It’s fine for the kids to move in, but I can’t.” Xiang Zhilan also recently felt that five people living in a two-bedroom apartment was indeed too cramped.
"Why?" Shen Muzhi frowned. He thought the atmosphere was so good that she would agree.
“The child is yours, but I have nothing to do with you.” Xiang Zhilan turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Hearing her say that, Shen Muzhi became a little anxious: "How can we not be related? Our bodies were just at negative distance! Are you going to deny it now?"
Xiang Zhilan laughed in exasperation. What a blockhead, what an idiot! How much more clearly do you expect her to explain herself!
"Who's keeping a negative distance from you? Get away, get away!" The old woman was beyond redemption; she was going to be furious.
She must have been confused and greedy for pleasure when she thought about getting back together with him. Now it seems she should really think it over, otherwise she'll be driven crazy by his lack of romantic understanding one day.
"You're going to deny it after you've eaten it all? You're quite the liar." Shen Muzhi grabbed her shoulder, turned her around, and began to assault her again.
"Damn it!" Xiang Zhilan's head hit the headboard when he was pushed, and she raised her hand to slap him, both angry and annoyed: "Idiot! Moron!"
He pulled her down a little, sealed her lips with his, and started a new round of aerobic exercise.
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