Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When they reached their hotel room, Yan Rusheng quickly made way for the bathroom. When he finished, he found Xuxu sitting on the couch in the outer room. She looked starkly pale as she clutched her belly.
The expression on his face immediately fell as he hurried towards her. “What’s wrong?”
“My stomach is hurting.” Xuxu’s lips turned pale too, and she was perspiring from her forehead. She stretched her hand to tightly hold his arm.
Instead of his arms, Yan Rusheng felt as if it was his heart that was being squeezed. He used his hand to tightly hold Xuxu before scooping her up. He carried her to their room and gently put her on the bed.
He tugged a blanket and tenderly draped it over her.
“I’ll get you a glass of warm water.”
He turned around, and Xuxu suddenly grabbed his wrist. “Ah Sheng.”
As she grabbed his warm hand, she suddenly felt a stinging sensation in her nose. Her eyes glistened.
Yan Rusheng turned around to look at her—his heart ached. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m feeling cold.” Xuxu choked on her words. “Can you not leave?”
“I’m just going to get a glass of warm water, alright?” Yan Rusheng lightly patted her hand, speaking gently as he could.
“Mm.” Xuxu nodded and relinquished her grip.
She watched as Yan Rusheng left the room. She stretched her hand under the blanket and stroked her belly with a heavy heart.
An indescribable sorrow struck her; Why was it so difficult for her to have a child?
Was it just like what Grandfather said? That she should let nature take its own course, for impatiently rushing it would only produce the opposite of the desired results.
But how could she be certain that her grandfather said that just to console her?
Yan Rusheng returned with a glass of water and placed it on the bedside drawer. He sat near the edge of the bed and helped Xuxu sit up and rest against the bed frame. He reached for the glass of water and passed it to her. “Drink it up it should relieve your pain.”
Xuxu nodded and slowly sipped the hot water.
Her other hand was clutching at her belly and her face still remained pale.
Yan Rusheng suddenly got up and took off his bathrobes. He got into bed and sat beside Xuxu. He took her hand away and put his palm on Xuxu’s belly instead. Then he slowly massaged her belly.
The warmth emanating from his palm seemed to work. Perhaps it was Xuxu’s mind playing tricks on her, but the pain seemed to have alleviated.
She rested against his chest, and a sudden pang of disappointment hit her once again. She wanted to confide in him and tell him her worries—how she had yearned for his child.
Yan Rusheng gloomily sighed in her ear and it made Xuxu snap out of her thoughts. She turned to look at him. “What happened?”
“Nothing much.” Yan Rusheng reassured her as he gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Sleep now.”
“Crap!” In the future, he would need to take note of the days she would beunavailable .
The quack Lu Yinan said that in order to make babies, they would need a relaxed and comfortable environment. Hence, he had made plans in advance regarding this ‘baby project’ and brought her overseas. A change of environment should lead to a change in her mood, and this could be their honeymoon as well.
But despite thoughtful planning, it had slipped his mind to take her menstrual period into consideration.
Xuxu slipped back under the blanket and she flipped her body so that she could face Yan Rusheng. Her thigh accidentally brushed against a certain sensitive part of Yan Rusheng’s body.
A seemingly comfortable yet agonizing groan suddenly sounded from the top of her head.
She knew where she had accidentally brushed against, and her face flushed crimson at the thought of it. She decided to turn away from him.
A pair of hands wound tightly around her waist as his lips stroked her ear tenderly. “Xuxu, Xuxu…”
He repeatedly whispered, and Xuxu seemed to have melted.