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Chapter 882: Chapter 885: Too Dirty-minded
Tan Zhenghong finally felt reassured, but he still gently tapped on Duo’er’s head.
Ever since that little thing came along, his sex life had come to an end.
Counting on his fingers, there were still about six months to go.
But thinking about the little life that was about to arrive, no matter how physically stifled he felt, his heart was sweet.
After seeing off Sun Erhu, Qiao Duo’er continued dealing with the diapers, and for the sake of appearance, she even hemmed the edges of the diapers.
Tan Zhenghong then ducked into the kitchen; he had to get the soup for Duo’er’s midday drink on the stove. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒
By the time Duo’er had arranged the diapers, it was almost noon.
At that time, the aroma of food was already wafting through the house, and Qiao Duo’er rubbed her stomach.
She felt that the title of "glutton" suited her better now, with three meals a day plus various cakes and snacks, spending almost half of her time eating.
Nobody else could match her!
After lunch, Tan Zhenghong set up a basin of ice in the room.
It didn’t take long for the room’s temperature to go down.
Duo’er was quite satisfied with this temperature, but the empty space next to her made her uncomfortable.
So she pouted and said, "Sleep with me."
Tan Zhenghong curled his lips, "Wife, I think you are bullying me again."
"I feel sorry for you working hard all morning, how is letting you take a nap bullying you?" Qiao Duo’er chimed, blinking innocently.
"I often hear people talk about personal accompaniment in sleep when I pass by the Red-Light District, and I’m not like those Flower Ladies," Tan Zhenghong said seriously, as the term "sleeping with" was frivolous; how could it be applied to him?
Qiao Duo’er rolled her eyes in exasperation, "I’m not playing with you, stop being so pretentious, hurry over."
Tan Zhenghong lay down, and after a while, he squeezed out a sentence, "Actually, I wouldn’t mind if you did play with me."
He had been holding back his frustration since the morning, and if his wife were willing to play with him, he would be delighted.
"Where’s your face?"
Qiao Duo’er shot Tan Zhenghong a look of disdain; just a moment ago, he was pretending to be a proper housewife, so why had his mood suddenly changed?
A surge of joy filled Tan Zhenghong’s heart, and he quickly brought his face closer.
But what he received wasn’t the kiss he had imagined; instead, his cheek was pinched.
Tan Zhenghong protested with a face full of grievance, "Wife, you’re too much, that really hurt!"
"Who asked you to think about all these messy things during the day?"
If the noise got too loud and Almond overheard, she would be too ashamed to show her face in front of others.
Tan Zhenghong nodded agreeably, "You sleep first; I’ll think about those messy things tonight."
If he slept well now, he would have more energy for the night.
Qiao Duo’er turned away and closed her eyes; what else could she say to such a shameless man?
Let it be tonight, at least there’s an extra layer of camouflage.
Tan Zhenghong lay excited with his eyes wide open, imagining all the positions suitable for when pregnant, that wouldn’t press on the belly, and couldn’t be too rough...
It didn’t take long for Tan Zhenghong to come up with several options, but he didn’t know if his wife would be willing to cooperate.
The temperature in the room was clearly comfortable, but Tan Zhenghong still broke out in a fine sweat.
Sneaking a glance at his wife, she was sleeping soundly.
Could he wake her up?
The answer was obvious; no, he could not.
Tan Zhenghong resigned himself and went into the bathroom; luckily, the tub still had cold water, so he took a cold shower.
The sensation was really... refreshingly sour.
In the end, he only had himself to blame; who asked him to have such dirty thoughts?
Had he carelessly stoked a fire, then a cold shower could extinguish it.
When Qiao Duo’er woke up, the person beside her had already disappeared.
