Nan Yan couldn't believe her ears.
She raised her head from the man's arms, her beautiful eyes reflecting his handsome face.
The pupils were dilated.
Isn't this... really what I'm asking for from her?
Is it possible that Song Yihuan is also pregnant?
Nan Yan was so shocked by this sudden good news that she stayed in place.
Lu Huaijing was dumbfounded by her appearance.
He pinched her cheek gently and asked, "Why, are you so happy?"
"Am I not dreaming?"
Nan Yan's eyes turned red. Could it be that this kind of scene only happened in dreams?
He...actually really cared about her.
Lu Huaijing raised the corner of his mouth, looked at her seriously and said: "Of course it's not a dream, Gu Nanyan, does this count as your sweet dream? Then you are too satisfied."
He said, and continued to add: "There will be a charity party in a few days, and I will take you there. When the time comes, I hope you can wear it."
Thump thump thump…
Nan Yan felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and her whole body felt as if electricity was being passed through her.
Her beautiful eyes were a little sore. She looked at Lu Huaijing seriously and said solemnly:
"Lu Huaijing, I never married you for these jewelry. I don't know how long I have been looking forward to this scene... For me, your respect and recognition are more important than anything else."
Lu Huaijing did not expect that Gu Nanyan would actually say such words.
He even felt very guilty for a moment.
He has always been obedient to Song Yihuan, but he has never cared about his wife of three years.
But today, she told him that his recognition and respect were actually more important than an eight-figure gift.
"Nan Yan, don't be moved by a little bit of good. You are too easily satisfied... I... really feel guilty..."
He felt even more distressed and gently held her cheek. The tenderness in his eyes almost overwhelmed Nan Yan.
She had never seen Lu Huaijing like this.
Such gentle treatment almost made Nan Yan indulge in it. Even the previous sadness and grievances were almost completely defeated at this moment.
Although Song Yihuan was still the part she cared about in her heart, this hard-won warm moment was enough to make Nan Yan happy for a while.
If only...this moment could last forever.
Nan Yan hugged the man's strong waist, rested her cheek on his chest, listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat, and said in a low voice:
"What I want has never been guilt, Huai Jing, it would be great if... we could always be like this..."
She couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.
Lu Huaijing hugged her tighter. He freed up one hand, gently held her face, and kissed her slowly with tenderness.
This was the first time he kissed her so softly.
So careful and cherished, as if you were tasting an extremely precious delicacy.
With the loving kiss, Nan Yan gradually began to feel lost.
She was immersed in his tenderness and gradually couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck.
That kind of lingering exploration and attraction made Nan Yan experience the beauty of kissing for the first time.
She soon felt weak all over, and the electric shock-like feeling made Nan Yan almost turn into a pool of spring water. If it weren't for Lu Huaijing holding her, she would have been unable to hold on.
The temperature in the room also gradually heated up as the two of them entangled.
It wasn't until she was brought to the bed that Nan Yan suddenly woke up. She hugged him in fear, closed her eyes tightly, and was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.
The tense body made Lu Huaijing react. Although he wanted to, he still restrained himself and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Don't be afraid."
He stretched out his hand, rubbed her slightly red and swollen lips with his fingertips, and said softly: "I won't touch you..."
Nan Yan's face was so red that she almost bled. Their breaths were intertwined, and she could clearly feel his heat during the contact.
However, Lu Huaijing carefully picked her up, lifted up her long hair, and stroked her carefully.
Nan Yan felt a little uncomfortable, so she whispered: "I'm sorry, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he gently touched her lips with his fingers.
"It's okay, let's go eat!"
After Lu Huaijing finished speaking, he took her hand and stood up.
Just as she walked downstairs, Zhou's mother had already filled the table with exquisite food.
She also thoughtfully placed a bowl of lily and lotus seed soup in front of Nan Yan's seat. Seeing them walking down side by side holding hands, Zhou's mother felt sweeter than eating honey.
She immediately pulled out a stool for Nan Yan and said thoughtfully, "My husband asked me to prepare this specially for you. I'm afraid you might feel uncomfortable after eating the spicy food."
Nan Yan was startled for a moment, and looked at the man with a bit of emotion in his eyes.
She picked up the spoon and tasted it. The sweet coconut milk aroma, paired with lily and lotus seeds, was soothing and refreshing.
"Do you still like the taste?" Zhou's mother asked expectantly.
Nan Yan nodded sheepishly.
Only then did Zhou’s mother feel satisfied and said, “Sir, madam, please use it slowly.”
Nan Yan and Lu Huaijing were the only ones left on the dining table. The man's elegant eating posture, coupled with the beautiful and delicious food in front of him, made Nan Yan's appetite improve.
Her appetite has not been good since she became pregnant.
Although I had eaten a lot at the hot pot restaurant just now, most of it was vegetables, so I wasn't really hungry at all.
In addition, she hasn't eaten staple food for a long time, so naturally she will be a little hungry.
Not long after, she finished the bowl in front of her.
Seeing that she was satisfied with her meal, Lu Huaijing couldn't help but chuckled: "Is it that delicious?"
"Yeah, I actually haven't had much appetite recently..."
As soon as Nan Yan finished speaking, he suddenly realized something.
He suddenly froze in place, and even the hand holding the tissue felt a little cold.
She looked at Lu Huaijing a little nervously. Although the latter was still sitting at the table eating, his expression was obviously a little cold.
Nan Yan's mood was like a roller coaster, sinking to the bottom in an instant.
She... really shouldn't say such things.
Rouyi subconsciously touched her belly. The little life bred there, connected to her blood, felt like a light on her back.
She only felt that everything she had been happy about just now seemed to have burst like a bubble.
The heavy atmosphere on the table at this moment is the real world.
Nan Yan felt extremely uncomfortable. She really didn't want to stay here anymore.
He got up first and went upstairs.
I took a shower silently and wanted to check my phone before going to bed, but suddenly I remembered that another one of my phones had been gloriously sacrificed.
She sighed helplessly and had to lie down first.
She didn't know whether it was because she was too tired or because she was pregnant, but she almost fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
Half asleep and half awake, Nan Yan felt that the bed on the other side sank slightly, and then there was a warm touch from behind.
The body is wrapped in the arms of strong arms, which is a long-lost sense of security.
