Jin Yu paused, suddenly understanding. She caressed Yun Mei’s face, “I am your wife master, the later wife master.”
Tears flowed from Yun Mei’s eyes as he trembled again. “Wife master… is it really you? Who treated me like that? Was it ‘Jin Yu’? Has she come back?”
Jin Yu comforted him tenderly, “It was also me that day. It’s okay. What happened will not happen again.”
Under Jin Yu’s comfort, Yun Mei cried for a while, gradually calming down. He lay quietly on the bed, held in Jin Yu’s embrace.
This was his wife master, not that ‘Jin Yu’.
Yun Mei was happy yet afraid. He didn’t understand why Jin Yu had punished him that day. His body and heart now belonged to the wife master.
Jin Yu stroked his ink-like hair, “Have you been sleeping for two days? Are you still tired?”
Yun Mei, a bit stubborn, replied, “Not tired.”
Jin Yu rarely showed guilt. She asked, “Does your body still hurt?”
Yun Mei blushed, feeling embarrassed. He said, “Not hurting, just feeling sore.”
“It will get better in a few days,” Jin Yu comforted.
Yun Mei looked at her aggrievedly, his eyes dimming and welling with tears, tremblingly voicing, “I want to have your baby…” He longed to give her a child, especially after knowing her identity. They had been together for so long; why couldn’t his body cooperate?
Jin Yu laughed tenderly, lightly touching his nose. “Do you think after that crazy intimate moment, you can’t get pregnant?”
Yun Mei curled up like an abused pet. “What do you mean?”
Jin Yu paused, explaining, “My body was not good, making it difficult for you to get pregnant. But now that we’re fine, you will definitely get pregnant.”
Jin Yu came over to Xu Yi again, and Xu Yi blushed, lowering his head, realizing that Cloud Mei’s Xu Yi is pregnant.
His delicate hand nervously clutched the handkerchief. “Can we not use a pillow?” It was so embarrassing.
Jingyu was stunned, then hugged him, “Okay. Don’t worry, I’ll just stay with you today.”
Xu Yi pulled Jingyu’s sleeve, his eyes slightly wet. “Let’s still use the pillow, I’m fine.” He cherished her gentleness.
Jingyu smiled, realizing how endearing he was. “You’re still weak and need rest.”
