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Chapter 466 Daily Life of Raising a Child (2)

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then replied with an "okay".

However, once he sobered up, he still went to bed.

Before Wen Jiayue could refuse, he whispered, "I'm sober now, I'll be fine."

Wen Jiayue sniffed carefully, smelling his face and neck, trying to find a trace of alcohol.

Shen Fuhan's soft breaths brushed past like feathers, and his Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Yue, if you keep smelling this, I really won't be able to stand it anymore."

Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you have great self-control now?"

“You’re already four months pregnant, I don’t want to hold back anymore,” Shen Fuhan nuzzled her face, “Let’s make love tomorrow.”

Wen Jiayue snorted: "Stop lying to me."

Shen Fuhan chuckled. Why don't you believe me?

His hand tried to slip inside his clothes and touched something slippery.

Wen Jiayue resisted the urge to move, thinking he would stop when he got bored. But who knew he was going to actually do it!

Her eyes widened, and she stammered, "You, you... I don't agree, it will hurt the child."

"No, I'll be gentle."

Shen Fuhan concealed his slightly heavy breathing and slowly pressed Wen Jiayue's face with his fingertips.

"like this."

Wen Jiayue noticed her face was slowly getting hot. What kind of analogy is that!

She removed his hand and said sternly, "You never did this when you were pregnant with Zhaozhao, so you can't do it this time either."

“At that time…” Shen Fuhan paused, “I didn’t know that this could be done.”

It was his first time getting married and becoming a father, and he knew nothing about these things. At the time, he thought the same as her: he couldn't hurt her and the child.

So, he spent those months trying to cope on his own.

It wasn't until he consulted Xiao Suye and asked him how to take good care of her that he realized there was another way.

“If you don’t believe me, go ask the family physician,” he suggested, knowing she was shy, “or a doctor outside.”

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and changed the subject, saying, "I'm sleepy."

Shen Fuhan didn't say anything more, and lightly pecked her cheek.

"Go to sleep. Tomorrow is Zhaozhao's birthday, and I will return to the manor at noon."

Wen Jiayue nodded nervously.

The next morning, after much deliberation, she decided to send Ruyi to the street to ask several doctors for advice.

Half an hour later, Ruyi returned.

She whispered, "Madam, it's true. I asked five doctors, and they all said that if the fetus is healthy, intercourse is possible when the pregnancy is four or five months along."

Wen Jiayue responded absentmindedly.

When she saw Shen Fuhan at noon, she almost dared not look him in the eye.

Strangely enough, even though they've been married for seven years across both lifetimes, she still feels ashamed about this kind of thing.

Wen Jiayue thought it must be because she hadn't experienced this during her pregnancy.

Just thinking about such a novel experience made her heart flutter.

"Why is A-Yue so distracted?" Shen Fuhan suddenly grabbed her hand. "Zhao Zhao wants to eat longevity noodles."

Wen Jiayue withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted: "I'm watching."

Zhao Zhao is still young, so the longevity noodles are specially made, and there is only one small bowl.

It was difficult for Zhao Zhao to bite through a single noodle; it took her a long time to finish eating it.

After swallowing the longevity noodles, she opened her mouth wide to show her parents.

"Zhao Zhao is amazing," Wen Jiayue praised, "She finished eating so quickly."

Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "Zhao Zhao is the best!"

She looked at her father expectantly again.

Shen Fuhan patted her head and took out an exquisite wooden box from his sleeve.

Zhao Zhao curiously opened it and found a longevity lock with an intricate design.

“This is what your mother and I got for you when we went to Fuming Temple last time,” Shen Fuhan said, helping her put it on. “May Zhaozhao live a long and healthy life.”

Zhao Zhao liked it very much, but when her father tried to stuff it into her clothes, she refused, saying, "Zhao Zhao wants to see it!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to the wet nurse, who then picked her up.

As soon as she landed, she held up the longevity lock and ran towards Liqiu and Xiaoman: "Daddy and Mommy gave it to me!"

Wen Jiayue chuckled, glancing at Shen Fuhan unintentionally, and their eyes met.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, and then heard Shen Fuhan ask, "Do all the doctors on the street give the same answer?"

Wen Jiayue retorted defiantly, "You must have bribed them."

Shen Fuhan smiled and said, "So A-Yue really did ask."

Wen Jiayue then realized that he was bluffing her, and pinched him in embarrassment and annoyance.

Shen Fuhan seized the opportunity to hold her hand and never let go.

As the night deepens and the dew grows heavy, the hibiscus-scented tents offer warmth.

Wen Jiayue didn't know where to look, and she didn't even dare to close her eyes, for fear of losing her balance and falling.

She felt like she was riding a horse, only the movements were exceptionally slow.

Wen Jiayue asked hesitantly, "Does it have to be this way?"

Shen Fuhan looked at her peach-pink cheeks, which spread to her neck and gradually turned pinkish-white.

He didn't even want to blink, afraid of missing the beautiful scenery; every moment was worth treasuring in his mind.

Shen Fuhan said in a hoarse voice, "It's the safest way to have you in charge."

It started shakily and ended in a daze.

Wen Jiayue was completely exhausted: "I'm going to sleep."

After a brief moment of relaxation, Shen Fuhan was far from satisfied. He sat up and gently embraced her.

"Okay, it's my turn."

Wen Jiayue immediately sobered up: "You're lying..."

Before she could even utter the word "person," she was rendered speechless, adrift in a boundless sea of ​​joy.

The next day was a day off, and Shen Fuhan lay with her with his eyes open until it was broad daylight.

When Wen Jiayue woke up, he asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and patted his face.

It didn't hurt much, but it was unusually loud.

Shen Fuhan laughed and said, "You still have the strength to hit me? Looks like you're fine. Let's continue next time."

Wen Jiayue's heart trembled: "Do you still want to..."

"Don't worry, it won't be that fast," Shen Fuhan thought for a moment and then suggested, "How about once every seven days?"

Wen Jiayue tried to negotiate with him: "It's still too fast."

"The sixth day."

Wen Jiayue glared at him: "I said it was too fast, why did you reduce it by one day?"

She suggested, "I think the fifteenth would be perfect."

"Five days."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

She panicked inexplicably, fearing that he might actually do it, and said, "How about we compromise and set it for ten days?"

This was the result Shen Fuhan had already planned, so he readily agreed upon hearing it.

Wen Jiayue knew she had fallen into his trap again, but there was nothing she could do about it.

And, and... she also liked it a little.

Shen Fuhan was extremely gentle and protective of her in every way; even a slight frown from her could make him extremely nervous.

Thinking of last night, Wen Jiayue smiled gently, leaned closer and kissed him.

She whispered, "I will always be this gentle."

Shen Fuhan smiled and readily agreed.

But it's uncertain whether she'll still keep her word after she gives birth.