Yun Jin hadn't finished drinking her water when someone took her cup away.
Yun Jin licked the water droplet from the corner of her mouth, looking at the person who suddenly turned around and left, taking a towel and opening the door.
Yun Jin: "???"
Why is he acting so strangely?
When Yun Jin looked down and saw that she was no longer just barely visible, a surge of anger rushed to her face, and she finally understood why He Tingchuan had fled in such a panic.
That's so embarrassing.
She thought she was home alone.
Even if Li Aimei were with him, they would both be women, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. It wouldn't matter if he didn't wear a bra.
Now that He Tingchuan is back, she had a moment of madness and forgot about it, so she dressed rather provocatively, wearing He Tingchuan's loose vest.
His clothes were loose, perfect as a nightgown for her.
Who knows...
Yun Jin was afraid that He Tingchuan would be too scared to come back tonight.
Originally, I wanted to wait for her, but unfortunately, this pregnant woman could eat and sleep well. When she didn't have her phone to play with at night, she became so sleepy in no time. She changed into her conservative clothes, faced inwards and backed outwards, and soon fell fast asleep.
He Tingchuan took another cold shower. The image of fair skin, plump red lips, and bright, sparkling eyes lingered in his mind, leaving him unable to calm down for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, guessing that Yun Jin had fallen asleep, He Tingchuan returned, still damp from the sweat.
Before coming back, I took another cold shower.
It's also because he's physically strong; he can take four or five cold showers in one night without any problems.
The house was quiet, and Yun Jin was already asleep. He Tingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After closing the door, he tiptoed to the bedside and carefully lay down in the small space with his back to Yun Jin.
I was afraid that I might accidentally touch her and wake her up.
Thinking of what had just happened, He Tingchuan's breath caught in his throat, and his blood began to boil. He could only silently recite Chairman Mao's quotations to calm himself down and avoid letting his imagination run wild and making him feel uncomfortable.
Who knew that Yun Jin was a restless sleeper? She was sleeping soundly, but when she couldn't stand sleeping on her side, she rolled over and rolled towards He Tingchuan, placing her little hand directly on his waist.
Feeling a little uncomfortable, she moved her small hands around, touching his waist a few times. Her warm little hands ignited a fire, startling He Tingchuan so much that he froze and dared not move, sweat pouring from his forehead.
Seeing that little hand was about to go down, He Tingchuan's heart trembled, and he grabbed the mischievous hand to stop her from doing anything reckless.
Yun Jin gave up resisting today, obediently letting his little hands be held, and even letting him touch her waist and abdomen, seemingly quite satisfied with the feel, before finally calming down.
At this moment, He Tingchuan was sweating profusely and too frightened to move.
When the person pressing against him from behind made no further moves, He Tingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at the person pressed against his back, whose large belly was pressing against his lower back and whose small hands were touching his waist and abdomen. The posture was indescribably intimate.
He Tingchuan wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't.
His sweet and soft wife snuggled up to him, and he couldn't bear to push her away!
He Tingchuan endured an agonizing night.
After he calmed down and dozed off for a while, he heard someone's sister-in-law's rooster crowing loudly.
He Tingchuan got up, his eyes were covered in black and white marks, and his face was full of unsatisfied desire, which would make anyone take a second look.
Perhaps because she was frightened by Yun Jin that night, Yun Jin noticed that He Tingchuan was avoiding her. He would leave as soon as breakfast was delivered, saying that he had eaten in the cafeteria.
The same goes for lunch. He only delivered the food to Yun Jin and then left. Everyone else would stay home for a nap before leaving, but he said he had something to do and ran off before Yun Jin finished eating, saying that he would leave the lunchbox for him to wash when he came back in the evening.
In the evening, he would say he had to work a shift and wouldn't be coming home to sleep.
After saying that, He Tingchuan was about to leave when Yun Jin stood at the door, like an eagle grabbing a chick, spreading her arms to stop him from leaving: "Don't even think about leaving this door until you explain things clearly."
He Tingchuan raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"
Yun Jin didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Play dumb. It's just that I wore a tank top that you can't wear last night. I'm pregnant and my belly is big, so I couldn't wear clothes properly. I just borrowed your old tank top and wore it for a bit. Is it worth getting so angry?"
He Tingchuan lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her: "I'm not angry."
"It's not about wearing your old vest; it's about whether my attire is inappropriate and makes you unhappy?"
He Tingchuan's ears burned, and he stammered, his eyes darting around, avoiding her gaze: "Well, you should dress more presentably at home. After all, we all live together, and people are coming and going. It's not good if someone sees you like that."
"Those are pajamas. What do you mean by pajamas? They're what you wear when you sleep, the kind that no one but your closest person can see." Yun Jin crossed her arms over her chest; her pregnancy was progressing very well.
Her subconscious action made it even more remarkable.
He Tingchuan didn't dare to look at her at all, turning his head away to avoid her gaze.
Yun Jin rolled her eyes: "What's wrong? Did you marry your wife just to be a decoration? At least decorations are meant to be looked at. Why is it that when you see her, she's like an eyesore?"
He Tingchuan coughed lightly: "Don't talk nonsense."
Yun Jin reached out domineeringly, slapped He Tingchuan's handsome face twice, and said, "We already have a child, what are you shy about? You saw it, so what? I'm not embarrassed, why are you embarrassed? Don't be so coy, be more open and honest."
He Tingchuan couldn't match that bold and generous tone; he really couldn't.
This time, He Tingchuan's ears turned red, and his cold face also flushed instantly. Even the hand pressed against his handsome face felt hot, showing how strong his inner reaction was.
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