Photobook misunderstanding
Sunlight streamed into the living room, filling the air with the warmth of early autumn.
Sakura Hoshino, five months pregnant, sat nestled on the sofa, wearing a soft, off-white loungewear dress and her slightly protruding belly. She rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the leaves drifting gently down outside the window, her brow slightly furrowed.
"These past few days, Shuichi has been staring at me blankly... Is he hiding something from me?"
She tilted her head, a woman's unique intuition quietly rising within her. It wasn't the first time she'd seen news on TV—headlines like "Husband cheats on his wife while she's pregnant," or "Wife cheats on while heavily pregnant"... gossip headlines flashed through her mind.
"Hmph, Mr. Fox, what if you dare to steal food like others..."
Her eyes flickered, revealing a charming yet mischievous smile, as she slowly lowered her head and touched her belly:
"Baby, Mommy is going to find evidence of Daddy's affair. If I find it—we'll get a divorce, and I'll remarry. You'll come with Mommy!"
She straightened her small chest, stood up with a righteous air, and tiptoed quietly toward Nanno Shuichi's study.
The Secret of Photobooks
The study door was unlocked.
Sakura, feeling guilty, sneaked inside and glanced around. The bookshelves were frighteningly neat, with documents, files, and books meticulously categorized by color.
"As expected of the club president..." she muttered, suddenly noticing a strange black box in the corner of the top shelf.
"Huh? What's this? It's really well hidden."
She moved a chair over, stood on it, took down the box, and found a sticker on it that read "Keep Documents Handling, Do Not Touch."
Upon opening it, I was surprised to find it was—a photo album.
"As expected... all men are lustful..." Sakura's face showed disdain. "I'm pregnant, and he's looking at other women's photos!"
She was about to yell at them when she turned to the first page, but she froze on the spot.
—The first page features a stage photo of her at eighteen. She wears a red off-the-shoulder dress, her long golden hair cascading in waves, and her smile is sweet and captivating.
The second page shows a swimsuit photo taken at the beach on her nineteenth birthday, where she is holding an ice cream and making a funny face.
The third page is a photo of her looking back backstage at her last Fullmoon concert when she was twenty years old. At that time, she had just retired, and her eyes held a faint sense of relief.
Sakura flipped through the pages faster and her face grew redder until the last page, where a photo showed her one morning when she had just woken up, hadn't put on makeup, and was still lying in bed on her pillow—she had no idea who had taken the photo.
"This...this is a pervert...all of these are mine...how could this be..."
She closed the photo album, her face flushed red, and squatted on the ground, her lips twitching uncontrollably.
"That cunning fox... he actually compiled all my photos from when I was eighteen into a photo album?!"
She was so angry she was practically fuming.
"I want a divorce!! I don't want to live with a perverted company president for the rest of my life!!"
Crisis after returning home
In the evening, the familiar sound of keys came from the entrance hall.
Shuichi Minamino had just changed into his suit jacket, carrying desserts and yuzu bread he bought for his wife, and gently called out:
"Sakura, I'm back."
He was met with cold silence.
He was taken aback. He walked into the living room and saw his wife, who was five months pregnant, sitting on the sofa, holding her belly and looking at him with a cold expression.
“Sakura?” He stepped forward and tried to kiss her cheek.
"Don't come near me!!"
With a slap, she knocked his hand away, feigning victimhood: "You pervert... I saw all the photo albums you hid!"
"Huh?" Nan Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment. "What...did you say?"
"Stop pretending!" Sakura stood up angrily and threw the photobook from behind the sofa, hitting him in the chest. "You're such a two-faced man! You pretend to be gentle and considerate to me, but behind my back you're carrying my photobook every day... You pervert!!"
Minamino Shuichi, holding the photobook, looked at her with a wry smile: "Wait...you mean this?"
"What else isn't this?" she asked fiercely, hands on her hips and her pregnant belly sticking out.
“This is… a scrapbook I made for you,” Minamino Shuichi explained in a low voice. “These photos are all ones I’ve treasured myself… I haven’t been having an affair, Sakura.”
He walked over, hugged her tightly, and gently pressed her down onto the sofa.
"Hey, what are you doing!" Sakura blushed and struggled.
"Listen to me." He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers, his voice gentle yet tinged with a hint of grievance:
“After you got pregnant… the doctor said you couldn’t be too vigorous… and you also said you were afraid of putting pressure on the baby, so I’ve been holding back…”
His voice was a little hoarse: "Do you know how painful it is for a man who has only recently lost his virginity to look at you every night, so beautiful and alluring... yet be unable to do anything with you?"
"These photos are the only way I can find some relief... otherwise I'm afraid I might do something I shouldn't and scare you and the baby."
Sakura's cheeks flushed red, she bit her lip, and her eyes wavered.
"Couldn't you just tell me..." she muttered under her breath, "I thought you were having an affair... and that you were planning to remarry with the baby..."
"Want to remarry? Don't even think about it." Nan Ye Xiuyi gently bit her earlobe and hugged her waist tightly.
"You are my wife, my only woman. Even if you are pregnant, I will want you every day."
Sakura looked up and saw his earnest yet aggrieved eyes, and her heart melted instantly.
“Shuichi…” she murmured, then suddenly hooked her arms around his neck, looked up and kissed him forcefully.
Their passionate and fiery kiss almost drove Minamino Shuichi to the brink of losing his composure.
"Sakura...you're making me lose control..."
"Then don't hold back." She chuckled softly, her charm as gentle as spring water.
"Because I...miss you so much, my husband."
Minamino Shuichi was instantly out of control after being touched by her words, "I miss you too." His rationality seemed to be ignited, and one hand involuntarily slid from her waist to her back, gently pulling her into his arms.
"You...don't move...you're pregnant." He gritted his teeth, trying to control himself, but his Adam's apple bobbed several times, his eyes burning with a intensity that seemed to want to devour her. "You know how hard I'm trying to hold back, yet you still seduce me...are you testing me, or deliberately trying to make me lose control?"
Sakura's face flushed, she lightly bit her lip, and her sea-blue eyes were full of charming smiles.
“I just felt… I should do something for my husband too.” Her voice was so soft it could melt water, her fingers gliding over his collarbone, slowly hooking the button of his shirt. “Besides… I know you must be feeling really bad lately.”
Looking at her smiling so sweetly, even though she was five months pregnant, she was still so alluring.
"You little vixen... You're pregnant and you still can't give me a moment's peace." He chuckled softly, pulling her into his arms and kissing her forehead, the tip of her nose, the corners of her mouth, and then her lips, each kiss filled with a long-suppressed, intense desire.
Sakura gave a soft moan, hooking her arms around his neck and letting him kiss her, feeling an unbelievable tingling sensation throughout her body.
"You said..." she whispered in his ear, blushing, "You used to rely on my photo album every night... to... solve your problem?"
Upon hearing this, Minamino Shuichi froze for a moment, his ears turning red, and then he gently bit her lower lip.
"You dare bring that up... Do you know how I got through those nights?"
"Tell me about it~" she said sweetly, blinking her eyes as she leaned closer to him. "I'm the rightful wife, and I want to know just how much my husband misses me."
Nan Ye Xiuyi smiled through gritted teeth, his brows revealing a mixture of restraint and doting affection. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers: "I've missed you so much, I'm going crazy. I want to kiss you, I want to hold you, I want to completely fill my arms with you, even if you're pregnant..."
"You rascal~" Sakura blushed and playfully slapped him.
“To you, I’m a scoundrel.” He pulled her close with an air of dominance. “But I’ve been holding back because you’re carrying our child.”
“Now…” He looked down at her, his eyes deep and tender, “You kissed me and said you missed me, so I won’t let you off the hook.”
Sakura smiled, her face blooming like a flower, and kissed him.
The two shared a deep kiss on the soft sofa, while the sunset outside the window gradually painted the sky red.
Minamino Shuichi carefully picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom, asking in a low voice:
Are you angry about that photo I secretly took of you sleeping?
"Did you take that picture?" Sakura's eyes widened.
“Of course.” He chuckled softly. “You look so adorable when you’re asleep. I can’t bear to wake you, and I can’t bear not to record it.”
"So...did I drool?"
"Yes." He smiled mischievously, "but I didn't take that picture. I kissed you and licked the saliva clean."
"You pervert!!!" Sakura's face was burning hot. "I'm calling the police to arrest you!"
“You can take me back to bed and lock me up.” He gently placed her on the soft bed and kissed her belly. “But you have to let me make up for the five months of longing first.”
"Wait... the baby's here..." She turned her head in a panic, "Don't go too far..."
"Don't worry." Nan Ye Xiu's eyes darkened, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "I'll make you comfortable without hurting the baby—I have many ways to do it."
Sakura blushed like a boiled shrimp, biting the corner of the blanket and whimpering shyly. The temperature in the room gradually rose, and even the autumn wind outside the window could hear the lovers' sweet talk and panting inside.
Night slowly fell.
——
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and onto the bed.
Sakura lazily opened her eyes, her back aching and her legs weak. Her whole body felt as if it had been kissed and caressed repeatedly by her fox husband, and she felt as if she were being enveloped and melted by love.
"You really are a...unrestrained lecherous fox..." she muttered, but a happy smile played on her lips.
Shuichi Minamino had already woken up and was leaning against the headboard looking at her with tenderness in his eyes.
"Wife," he said with a smile, reaching out his hand to her, "you were so tempting last night. You kissed me first, so don't blame me."
“I don’t blame you…” She snuggled closer, burying her face in his chest, “I just… feel so happy it’s unreal.”
"Really." He cupped her face and gently kissed her lips. "I love you, Xiaoying, not just the way you are now, but every version of you since you were eighteen."
"So that's why you made a photo album?" She blinked.
"Yes, I've developed every single photo. Each one is proof of how much I miss you."
“…Pervert.” She laughed and blushed as she called him that.
"I'm your personal pervert." He smiled and wrapped her completely in his arms, gently stroking her belly.
"Oh, right, the baby kicked last night, and it seems like we woke him up too," Xiaoying said.
“Then we have to apologize to him.” Minamino Hideichi lowered his head and kissed her belly. “Son, I’m sorry, Dad missed your mom so much yesterday.”
Sakura chuckled and ruffled his hair: "If you keep saying that, I'll learn bad habits."
“How can learning to love your wife be considered learning to be bad?” Minamino Hideichi said confidently.
Sakura smiled, closed her eyes, snuggled into his arms, and felt the warmth of this home and this moment.
Outside the window, the sun shines brightly, and the autumn air is slightly cool, but inside the house it is warm as spring.
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