She stared at him, seeing his melancholic appearance drowning in bitter wine, and abandoned her original plan to casually mention her pregnancy.
Wine in the sorrowful intestines only increases sorrow.
Guan Longji, who hadn’t eaten lunch and was now drinking on an empty stomach, had lost his appetite. With his miserable mood and empty stomach, he got drunk faster.
In a daze, he staggered into his bedroom and collapsed face-down on the long-missed double bed.
The unhappy Shui Jing just pursed her lips, continuing to battle with the ostrich meat, coldly observing her drunk husband stumbling back to the master bedroom.
Based on her experience from the past few days, if she didn’t supplement her nutrition during dinner, she’d be suffering from morning sickness the entire next morning!
Shui Jing resentfully stabbed at the tender, juicy ostrich meat on her plate.
How unfair! Why must women suffer like this?
Perhaps… she should vomit her nauseating bile on the main culprit? She narrowed her eyes, thinking.
Hey, what’s that?” Guan Longji, somewhat disconnected from modern social slang, didn’t understand.
“It means… having sex!”
“Do you think I’m the kind of woman who would cheat on her husband, get pregnant, and then pass it off as his child?” Shuijing said angrily, blushing.
I really want to give him a good smack! X#*!
Guan Longji’s expression was a silly, happy smile, and it took him a while to come to his senses.
“Shuijing, are you… are you serious?”
The child… was his?
“We’ll do a DNA test when the baby is born!” Shuijing said impatiently.
He slapped himself.
“What are you doing?” Shuijing’s eyes widened.
“It hurts…” he said, covering his face: “It’s real, I’m not dreaming…”
“Are you crazy!”
His joyful expression suddenly changed.
“Shuijing… that day… did I force you again? I…” Guan Longji stammered.
Shuijing answered softly, “No! I was willing.”
“Thank you!” Guan Longji hugged his wife, “You’ve made me feel like I’m in heaven.”
“You?! How cheesy!” Shuijing complained softly.
But she didn’t dislike it.
“Not fair!” Guan Longji also complained, “That day, I was half-unconscious and remember nothing! How will you make it up to me?”
What?
“What do you want?” Shuijing teased.
“You have to compensate me…”
“…” Shuijing was speechless.
How to compensate? Or accompany? They’d have to discuss it privately!
