573. Worries
It’s only been six weeks since the pregnancy, and the house is already overflowing with various mother-and-baby supplies.
From baby cradles to strollers, from prenatal supplements to maternity clothes, and let’s not forget the toys and clothes that were prepared in advance. The floor is covered with a large patch of interlocking foam, all in anticipation of the arrival of a new life in more than half a year.
Wen Yang has already wrapped the sharp edges of the furniture with cloth. Not out of concern for kids, mind you, but because Ning Chu is always covered in bruises from bumping into things—just a slight knock can leave her sore for days.
Curled up on the sofa, Ning Chu wore an expression that screamed “I’d rather be anywhere else.”
As expected, once her mother found out about the pregnancy, things got complicated fast.
Uncle was busy boiling nutritious soup in the kitchen, her mother was swiftly mopping the living room, Ning Yuan was grabbing Wen Yang to share how to take care of a baby and the dos and don’ts of pregnancy, while her sister-in-law sat next to him, offering her an endless list of pregnancy tips.
Rarely is it Wen Yang’s day off, but the couple had zero private space, surrounded by relentless chatter that was giving them headaches.
“It’s dangerous, you know! You have to be super careful. Don’t go into the kitchen anymore; the fumes are too heavy.”
“Cut down on computer time; radiation is bad for the baby. Just lie down and sit for a while; don’t overexert yourself.”
“Keep a good mood! If you’re feeling off, just hit Wen Yang a few times to vent your frustrations. Don’t bottle it up, or you might get sick.”
Ning Chu rubbed her earlobe and exchanged a glance with a similarly tormented Wen Yang.
Her mood was terrible! She wanted to drag Wen Yang over and give him a good smack!
“Sister-in-law, why didn’t you bring my nephew over to play?” she tried to change the topic, “It’s not good for such a tiny one to be home alone, right?”
“My mom’s with him, it’s fine.” Her sister-in-law continued her onslaught, “Most importantly, you absolutely cannot mess around with Wen Yang; it’s bad for the baby.”
“I know, okay~”
Look at my exhausted face—does it look like a well-fed succubus?
Ning Chu couldn’t take the nagging anymore. Grabbing her small shoulder bag, she stood up and said, “Sister-in-law, I have an appointment with Wen Yang for the ultrasound today.”
It’s already the sixth week—time for an ultrasound to check the baby’s development and rule out any abnormalities.
If it weren’t for Wen Yang insisting on coming along, she would have gone by herself a few days ago.
“Let your brother drive you there; why hasn’t Wen Yang bought a car yet?”
“No money~ With the pregnancy, medical fees are piling up, and we still need to prepare for the wedding.” Ning Chu shot Wen Yang a meaningful glance, “No need to drive me. Wen Yang and I scheduled a ride. Sister-in-law, you and my brother should head back early.”
Like escaping, the couple dashed out of the house and dove into the elevator.
Ning Chu finally let out a sigh of relief, leaning against the elevator wall to complain, “What’s with all this fuss? There’s really nothing to worry about!”
“Well, they care about you.” Wen Yang chuckled wryly and nodded, “It’ll calm down in a few days; they won’t have that much time on their hands anyway.”
“My mom, though, is totally free…”
He handed Ning Chu a bottle of water: “Drink more; there’ll be a bathroom stop at the hospital.”
“Ah? Do I need to go to the bathroom for the ultrasound?”
“The doctor scheduled a transvaginal ultrasound; it gives more detailed results.”
Ning Chu froze, glanced down at her belly online, then dramatically bumped her head against Wen Yang’s chest: “Not that kind of exam again~ I can’t take it!”
Even though she knew most doctors see it as just a simple procedure, she still couldn’t help feeling bashful.
It’s no wonder many shy girls lose their sense of embarrassment once they become mothers—it’s probably ground down after going through this process.
And this is just an examination; giving birth will be even more awkward.
Wen Yang rubbed his chest where the succubus horn had hit him and reassured her, “Don’t worry. If it’s a male doctor, we can come back tomorrow.”
“Ugh~”
He quickly patted Ning Chu’s back, pulling his wife into a comforting embrace.
But after a long stretch without intimate contact, Ning Chu shifted uncomfortably, blushing and rolling her eyes at him.
Wen Yang averted his gaze, trying to keep a serious expression: “I work during the day and am not around. I feel better knowing my mom can take care of you.”
“Come on, I’m not at that stage where I need care yet.”
“With my mom here, if anything happens, she can handle it promptly, right?”
Ning Chu struggled out of her husband’s embrace, her face burning, her head bowed as she took small steps away, putting distance between them.
The couple had been in a drought of physical affection for a bit; even minor contact made the atmosphere feel steamy.
The elevator space was cramped and enclosed, and suddenly, their minds filled with idle “naughty” thoughts.
Calm down… Just hang in there for six more weeks, then there’s a limit to the “no-no” stuff~
Why must a succubus abstain?
After cooling off, Wen Yang rubbed his nose, faintly catching the scent of his little succubus.
“You smell like… milk?”
Ning Chu looked down at her chest, mumbled, “Well, I’m pregnant…”
Now that she’s pregnant, she’s experiencing second puberty, and her chest is always tender; though no noticeable growth, she occasionally spills a little milk.
Such a headache.
She couldn’t help but worry that soon, it would be Wen Yang drinking her breakfast milk instead.
Leaving the residential community, they hopped into a ride-share heading to the hospital, and the ride was filled with a heavy silence.
“Feeling down?”
“A bit nervous.”
Not about the transvaginal ultrasound, but more because she was worried about potential bad news from the check-up.
While she wasn’t exactly an optimistic person before, she never experienced such anxiety.
Wen Yang wanted to comfort her by wrapping his arm around her shoulders, but he hesitated, worrying that public displays of affection would be awkward. His hand hovered in mid-air before finally retreating.
“Ning Chu, what kind of person do you think our child will be?” she leaned against the car window, murmuring, “Will we be able to raise him well…?”
“Of course.”
She gazed blankly out at the traffic, “I feel like I’m still a kid myself; I’m quite immature… Can I really be a good mom?”
Unconsciously, she touched her still-flat belly, only for her hand to be caught by Wen Yang, enveloped in his warm grasp.
“Of course you can.”
His voice was calm, but it brimmed with trust.
Ning Chu turned to look at her husband, her wide eyes still filled with confusion, her nose inexplicably a bit prickly: “Maybe not… You’re too optimistic about me.”
“I remember back then, I had nothing. We built everything from scratch without spending a dime from home to buy such a big house.” Wen Yang tightened his grip, wanting to pass on strength through their linked hands, “You believed that this poor guy wouldn’t make you suffer.”
“You’re different; you’re definitely going to be a great dad, after all…”
Ning Chu stared at her nails, which she hadn’t had manicured since finding out she was pregnant, cut smooth and rounded, faintly rosy.
“You’re trying to say I’m some kind of male protagonist?”
“No, of course not; you’re my man.”
The ride-share driver in front let out a melodramatic sigh.
What kind of tragedy is this?
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It’s been a while since I asked for monthly tickets! This should be Ning Chu’s last month; for the few buddies still following, throw in some tickets!
Wiggle that b*tt~
