After the kiss, Xiang Zhilan nestled into Shen Muzhi's arms, her breathing still a little disordered.
After catching her breath, she fiddled with the buttons on his shirt and said earnestly in a low voice, "You do good deeds anonymously, have you ever thought that I might never know, and then all your efforts will have been in vain?"
"I didn't do this to make you grateful; I just wanted to make you feel comfortable and at ease." Shen Muzhi gently stroked her hair and kissed the crown of her head.
"Shen Muzhi, thank you." She felt a little guilty, realizing that she wasn't as invested as he was, and that her trust in the marriage had remained around 80%, leaving herself some room to maneuver.
"Instead of saying thank you, show some real action." Shen Muzhi pinched her buttocks along her back.
"I'll make you dinner," Xiang Zhilan said, getting up.
"Do you want to run? Chef Wang will cook dinner. Come and do some pre-dinner exercises with me." Shen Muzhi picked her up and strode upstairs.
A moment later, the bedroom door was closed, and a burst of laughter came from inside.
A short while later, a sound of dry heaving was heard.
Xiang Zhilan pushed away Shen Muzhi, who was lying on top of her, and hurriedly ran to the bathroom, where she vomited over the washbasin.
Shen Muzhi came in and gently patted her back to help her catch her breath.
She vomited for a while before stopping and rinsing her mouth with water.
"I've been feeling a bit bloated and uncomfortable lately." She frowned and rubbed her stomach.
"Have you been feeling unwell these past few days?" A guess popped into Shen Muzhi's mind, and he said, "I'll ask Dr. Wang to come and take a look."
"No need for all that trouble, I felt much better after vomiting." Xiang Zhilan didn't seem to care much, thinking it was probably because she was too tired from work.
"You..." Shen Muzhi hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.
"It's really nothing." Xiang Zhilan hugged his waist and said softly, "I'm sorry for spoiling your fun."
"Silly girl." Shen Muzhi ruffled her hair. How could he spoil the mood? He was very happy right now.
Judging from the timing, there's a high chance she's pregnant. She's been busy with work lately and probably hasn't noticed that her period is several days late.
"I'll ask the chef to make something light tonight." Shen Muzhi wanted to see the surprised look on her face when she found out.
However, I have some concerns. She said she didn't want children for three years. Could she be angry with him?
"Should we continue with our pre-meal exercise?" Xiang Zhilan tugged at Shen Muzhi's suit belt.
Shen Mu chuckled softly. He loved her frankness the most, and she also enjoyed doing these things with him without being shy or coy.
"Fine, forget it then." Xiang Zhilan let go of him and made to leave.
Shen Muzhi immediately picked her up, carried her back to the bedside, put her down, and then covered her with his own body.
More than half an hour later, the enchanting atmosphere inside the room began to subside.
Xiang Zhilan kicked Shen Muzhi's shin and said, "What's wrong with you today? Did you hurt your back? Why are you so slow?"
"I'm worried that you're not feeling well." Shen Muzhi was afraid that she was really pregnant, so he didn't dare to go fast or exert himself.
"I thought you were getting old and your stamina wasn't what it used to be," Xiang Zhilan said provocatively, feeling that the previous exchange was just a superficial scratch and not satisfying enough.
"Who are you calling old?" Shen Muzhi gritted his teeth. This was what bothered him the most, since she had once said she wanted to find young and tender flesh.
"Whoever is on this bed, I'm talking about them." Xiang Zhilan raised an eyebrow.
Shen Muzhi climbed up again and lay on top of her.
In the time that followed, he wanted to make her deeply realize what a protracted war meant.
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