Chapter 138 How About Tomorrow?
I love you.......
I love you.
Mu Yan repeated this to himself several times, and Xie Chen smiled silently upon hearing it.
"Then why were you saying you hated me just now...?"
Mu Yan didn't remember saying those words. A wave of electric-like pleasure swept through his body, leaving him no energy to think.
After a while, he realized that he had said it when he was not fully conscious.
"Because...it's been too, too long..."
Mu Yan pleaded softly, "Let's do it next time..."
"When is the next time?" Xie Chen whispered in his ear, his breath warm against his neck, which made Mu Yan shudder again.
Since becoming pregnant, Mu Yan hadn't done it for a long time, but Xie Chen had amazing stamina, as if he wanted to unleash all the things he had suppressed over the years, and Mu Yan simply couldn't keep up.
"Tomorrow...how about tomorrow?" Mu Yan's voice trembled with a hint of tears.
Mu Yan rarely makes demands on others. Usually, as long as he asks, Xie Chen always grants his every wish. Even if there are any issues of principle, Xie Chen will give in as soon as Mu Yan sheds a tear.
“Baby…” But Xie Chen pretended not to hear him again. He leaned down, held Mu Yan’s waist, and gently kissed his closed eyelids. “Baby is so beautiful.”
His voice was low and slightly hoarse, accompanied by shallow breathing. Mu Yan almost instinctively started to tremble as soon as he heard his voice.
Mu Yan was indeed very beautiful now, almost her whole body was wet and glistening with moisture, her body was like a peeled lychee, her eyes were pink at the corners, and physiological tears kept flowing down.
This was the first time Xie Chen had seen Mu Yan like this.
Sensing the changes within his body, Mu Yan trembled violently; he was genuinely terrified.
"Sweetie, it'll be soon. Baby, hang in there a little longer for me, okay?"
Mu Yan already felt indebted to him, especially when he was not in a clear-headed state, he could hardly refuse such a request. He nodded vaguely, and Xie Chen coaxed him with something and kissed his lips.
"Okay...are you comfortable...?"
"It feels good," of course it feels good. It was Xie Chen's first time doing this, and he was almost tingling with pleasure. "Baby is the best. I'll be done soon, can you hang in there a little longer?"
"Hmm... Ah... Okay, okay."
But what he said, whether quickly or in a distant way, almost drove Mu Yan to the brink of collapse.
When it was finally over, Mu Yan's mind went blank for a moment as if he had been electrocuted. His lower abdomen spasmed, and his whole body trembled for a moment.
Realizing what had happened, Mu Yan froze.
When he came to his senses, he almost instinctively wanted to cover the wet stain under his body. A wave of shame washed over him, his ears turned bright red, and even his fingertips curled up.
Xie Chen seemed to realize something as well. He paused for a moment, then immediately picked Mu Yan up.
Mu Yan tried to struggle, but his strength was no match for Xie Chen's; he was easily lifted off the bed by Xie Chen like a baby.
Mu Yan's head was gently pressed against Xie Chen's shoulder, so he couldn't see the clear puddle of water, but his face and ear tips were almost completely red. He frantically reached out to cover Xie Chen's eyes, trying to stop him from looking.
Xie Chen had already seen it. He let him cover his eyes with his hands, chuckled softly, carried him to the bed, and turned his head to kiss his sweaty forehead.
"I've already seen it, it's not shameful... Baby is so amazing."
"I will wash it. Do I do this when I'm with other people?"
........
That evening, Lu Chong brought dinner from a nearby hotel, and Shang Qiyue went to open the door for him.
When Lu Chong saw Shang Qiyue, a look of disgust and shock flashed across his face for a moment.
Then, after two or three seconds, that disgust and shock gradually turned into helplessness.
It seems... even being a mistress is something people are vying for.
"Is it surprising that Young Master Lu is here to see me?" Shang Qiyue was not surprised at all to see Lu Chong. He smiled faintly, his tone quite proud. Anyone who heard him would think that this was an awards ceremony.
Lu Chong gave him a cold look, took a deep breath, and suppressed the urge to fight: "Where is the restaurant?"
Shang Qiyue kindly took the suitcase from his hand, pushed it to the corner, and pointed him in a direction.
"That's the maid's room, the room reserved for you." Just as Lu Chong was about to walk over there, he heard Shang Qiyue speak slowly and deliberately behind him.
Just as Lu Chong was about to explode, Shang Qiyue, seeing that things were going well, led him to the restaurant entrance and opened the door for him.
"You seem very angry?" Lu Chong's anger actually fueled Shang Qiyue's enthusiasm. He smiled with satisfaction. "But if you can show up here, why can't I?"
Yes, Lu Chong put down the packed food, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
If I can be here, why can't Shang Qiyue?
He brought this on himself, didn't he?
When Mu Yan once loved him and wanted to be with him for life, he failed to make Mu Yan happy.
Now that Mu Yan has fallen for someone else and has someone else she can't let go of, she still allows him to stay by her side.
He was already very content.
As long as Mu Yan is happy, that's all that matters.
"...I didn't say you couldn't do it, it's just that I didn't buy your portion of food, so please take care of it yourself, Mr. Shang."
As soon as Lu Chong finished speaking, Shang Qiyue gave him a somewhat provocative look. Almost a year had passed, and Lu Chong was still no better at arguing than before.
He had already prepared his sarcastic remarks and was about to say something when Mu Yan pushed open the restaurant door at that moment.
He had changed into a new set of pajamas, but since it was a thin short-sleeved summer shirt, it couldn't cover the red marks on his neck at all.
Despite being prepared, Lu Chong was still somewhat stung by this scene.
Originally... originally, there shouldn't have been anyone else between him and Yan Yan.
Seemingly having overheard their conversation, Mu Yan's ears turned slightly red. He lowered his head, unsure of where to look.
"Didn't you buy his portion of rice? Then I'll have some porridge..." he said softly. "There was some leftover porridge from earlier today, and I just didn't feel like eating much."
"I'll have some porridge, Yan Yan," Shang Qiyue said, immediately changing his tune when he saw him. "How can you drink porridge all day long? If you don't have an appetite, eat less rice. You still need to eat rice."
Mu Yan shook his head. He didn't stand on ceremony with Shang Qiyue anymore. He really didn't have much of an appetite. If he could, he wouldn't even want to drink porridge. He just wanted some sweet soup.
The nanny at home makes delicious sweet soups. In the summer, she makes sago pudding and double-skin milk pudding, and in the winter, she makes walnut paste and sesame paste. They are just as good as what you can buy outside.
However, Xie Chen never allowed him to eat such "random" things when it was time to eat. Mu Yan lost another pound when he weighed himself last week, and now he dares not make such a request to Xie Chen.
"I'll just have the porridge from lunch. I was already short of a portion of rice anyway..." Shang Qiyue repeated, looking wronged like a submissive wife who would rather swallow her pride than let Mu Yan suffer.
Seeing his expression, Lu Chong gritted his teeth and suppressed his displeasure. He then found a bowl of fresh white porridge in the takeout food and unwrapped the packaging.
"...I remember that in the summer, Yan Yan would sometimes lose her appetite and not want to eat because it was too hot at night, so she would buy porridge on the side."
In the past, when it was hot in the summer and Mu Yan had no appetite, he would indeed prefer to drink only white porridge and not eat rice. Lu Chong would not control him like Xie Chen did. Sometimes he himself had even less appetite than Mu Yan. If they were hungry again at night, the two of them would order some late-night snacks.
Xie Chen was still upstairs. Mu Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't have the strength to call him for dinner. Lu Chong saw that Mu Yan kept looking towards the door and knew that he was waiting for Xie Chen, so he called him to urge him.
Lu Chong ordered mostly side dishes that go well with rice. Apart from a steamed mandarin fish, there were no big fish or meat dishes. Although it was prepared for three people, it would not be too little even for four people.
While sitting down to eat, Mu Yan once again realized how absurd this whole thing was. He still didn't know how to face it and wanted to finish his meal quickly so he could go to his room.
Xie Chen frowned slightly, somewhat displeased: "If you're not eating rice, why are you eating so little food?"
"Don't you have an appetite?" He reached out and placed his hand on Mu Yan's forehead to check his temperature. "Do you have a slight fever?"
“He’s prone to fevers,” Shang Qiyue interjected, “who told you to go so deep…”
Xie Chen seemed not to have heard him, but Lu Chong glared at him coldly. Shang Qiyue was really sick, saying anything out loud.
"No fever." Mu Yan's ears turned bright red, and he quickly interrupted Shang Qiyue. Xie Chen finally managed to remove his hand from his forehead, but soon put the back of his hand on it again.
"...It's just too hot," Mu Yan explained softly, "I don't have much of an appetite..."
Xie Chen finally let go of Mu Yan's forehead, which didn't seem to be burning, and put three pieces of steamed pork ribs into the bowl where Mu Yan had put the food: "Finish eating."
The ribs were delicious, but Mu Yan really didn't have much of an appetite. He looked up at Xie Chen with a somewhat aggrieved expression. Xie Chen showed no sign of backing down, so Mu Yan had no choice but to silently lower his head and start eating the ribs.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was strange and quiet. While he was dawdling and eating his ribs with his head down, Xie Chen and the others had already finished their meal, but no one thought of leaving first.
"Can you give me two days a week, Yan Yan?" Shang Qiyue's voice rang out as he finally finished eating the ribs. He rested his chin on his hand and looked at Mu Yan, saying, "Two days will be fine."
Mu Yan had just taken a sip of soup when she heard what he was saying, and she choked and couldn't help but cough.
"One day." Xie Chen glanced at him coldly and reached out to pat Mu Yan's back. "Two days for each person, he can't take it. If he can't control himself, cut it off."
Shang Qiyue sneered inwardly, thinking that if each person only got one day, then for the rest of the days, Xie Chen would have to do whatever he wanted.
“I didn’t say that,” Shang Qiyue was no longer willing to give Xie Chen face. “I just want Yan Yan to spend these two days with me. Whether it’s eating or shopping, I’ll accompany Yan Yan to the library to read. Who is it that just had their first taste of sex and all they can think about is that kind of thing? Do they think everyone is like you?”
“That’s not what my brother meant,” Mu Yan retorted before Xie Chen could even speak, “…Don’t talk about him like that.”
That's exactly what he meant! Shang Qiyue was furious. That's exactly what he meant!
Shang Qiyue was unjustly criticized by Mu Yan and was almost speechless, unable to defend himself.
They're both alphas, so who couldn't see Xie Chen's little scheme? But Mu Yan seemed to be bewitched, and just had to believe him.
"One day is fine." It was rare to see Shang Qiyue get the short end of the stick, and Lu Chong should have been adding insult to injury at this moment, but he didn't expect to become the one smoothing things over instead. "Yan Yan can go find whoever she wants. Even if she doesn't come to my place for a week, it's okay."
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