583. Pregnant
Recently, Mother was in a great mood, humming a little tune as she happily entered her daughter’s home.
The place was littered with all sorts of baby supplies, from strollers to pacifiers. Even though there was still some time before her daughter’s due date, they had already stockpiled everything the baby would need.
Ning Chu was sitting on the sofa, knitting a sweater. She glanced up at her mother, then dropped her head back down, focusing on her work.
“Why are you in such a good mood?” she casually asked. “What’s making you so happy?”
“Aren’t you about to give birth soon?”
“There are still a few months to go… By the time you have a daughter, you’ll just turn around and dote on the grandson!”
With a cheerful smile, Mother was busy putting away the groceries into the fridge. “Do you think I’m the kind of person who favors boys over girls? What year is it?”
“Didn’t you once say you didn’t want to raise kids anymore?”
After helping with her daughter’s wedding, Mother was still so busy she couldn’t seem to find a moment to rest. She came over every day to help Ning Chu with meals, and afterwards, dashed to her son’s place to look after the grandbaby. She simply couldn’t sit still; if she didn’t fill her schedule to the brim, she’d feel an itch all over.
“Wen Yang still not up? What do you want for breakfast?”
“He’s still sleeping; he didn’t get home until almost ten last night.” Ning Chu yawned. “Just make something random, I need to go to the hospital with Wen Yang later.”
“Wen Yang can’t keep working overtime like this; you need to take care of his health.”
She rolled her eyes silently, completely unconvinced that Wen Yang’s health was a concern.
Clearly, she was the one gaining weight due to pregnancy and was too self-conscious about showing off her stretch marks in front of Wen Yang. But still, he insisted on cuddling with her every night.
It was just that succubi were too sensitive; that’s why she complied…
She thought to herself, she might just be the first qualified succubus who resisted GHS (gender unspecified).
“Mom, will my body bounce back after giving birth? And what about the stretch marks? Will they ever go away?”
Worried, Ning Chu put down her knitting and followed her mother into the kitchen.
“……”
“Mom?”
She looked at her mother, who was silently preparing breakfast.
Mother opened her mouth to comfort Ning Chu with a lie, but the words got stuck in her throat. Carefully, she replied, “Maybe your skin will be a little loose? Just exercise, and in time, it’ll be fine.”
“What about the stretch marks? They look so ugly, those lines feel all wrinkly when I touch them…”
“Over time, the color will fade; it’s nothing to worry about.”
Ning Chu immediately sensed that her mother was only giving half the answer. She had checked online before asking, but felt her mother, having experienced it firsthand, would provide a more accurate response.
It didn’t seem too optimistic… Even though she vaguely knew before getting pregnant that childbirth would have irreversible effects on women, facing it head-on still brought her anxiety and panic.
“It’s fine~ Take good care of yourself, and who would even know you’ve had a baby?”
“Hmm… I’ll go wake Wen Yang up.”
Ning Chu pressed her lips together and left the kitchen.
As a person who cared about looks, when she transitioned into womanhood, part of her acceptance of her new identity was because she became a beautiful, slender succubus.
She could experience the advantages that beauty brought; many people would instinctively give extra care to pretty girls.
But now, she was looking worse by the day, and even after childbirth, there was no way to turn back…
“Wake up!”
She stood at the foot of their bed and shouted at the sleeping pig on the mattress.
Wen Yang stirred, his eyelids fluttered but didn’t open. He hoarsely replied, “I’ll get up soon, just let me snooze a bit more.”
“If you don’t get up, we’ll miss our trip to the hospital!”
With that, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, blinked at the ceiling in a daze, and yawned.
“Are you that tired? It’s already past eight.”
Still yawning, he stretched and finally looked over at Ning Chu, who was sitting at the edge of the bed. He sighed, “Well, I’ve been working overtime every day…”
“Then how come you still can’t sleep well at night?”
“Hey, caring for a succubus is a priority,” Wen Yang teased with a grin.
Ning Chu rolled her eyes and asked, “Shouldn’t we stock up on baby formula?”
“Xinya complained to me this morning too; she said her baby eats too much, and they’ve run out of milk. She was up all night and ended up sending her husband to buy more formula bright and early.”
“But I checked, some decent formula costs three to five hundred—so expensive…”
She kept rambling, but when she turned around, she found Wen Yang half-asleep with his eyes barely open, probably not hearing a word she said.
Irritated, she raised her hand to smack him but stopped midway, feeling sorry.
Working overtime was rough; even the healthiest person would feel drained after long hours… Plus, she wasn’t working right now, and all the household income fell on Wen Yang’s shoulders.
In her heart, Ning Chu made excuses for Wen Yang, which eased her irritation.
She leaned against the bed, gazing down at Wen Yang’s face.
“You’ve got bags under your eyes now…”
Wen Yang had surely been exhausted. During the day, he dealt with bosses at work, worked overtime, returned home to take care of her, and managed her ever-changing moods.
“Ning Chu~ Breakfast is ready!”
Mother’s call came from the living room, causing Wen Yang to jolt awake, only to realize he’d dozed off again.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” He sat up, stretching lazily. His tired face broke into a gentle smile as he teased Ning Chu, “Didn’t you owe me a good morning kiss?”
“Ugh~”
Ning Chu obediently lifted her chin, pouting slightly. Wen Yang wasted no time, pulling her into an embrace and kissing her.
They hadn’t even brushed their teeth yet, just a fleeting touch of lips. But a few seconds later, she pushed him away, scrunching her nose. “Your stubble is scratching my face, it’s itchy…”
“I’ll go shave now.”
“Put on some clothes first.” Ning Chu handed him his shirt and pants. “You’re just in your boxers in this winter!”
“I’m hot.”
As she waited for her husband to get dressed, she asked, “We should get some baby formula stocked up so we’re not caught off guard later when milk production isn’t enough.”
But Wen Yang hesitated, turning to her in confusion. “Aren’t you already ample enough? You look pretty well-endowed…”
Before her pregnancy, she was a C cup—now she had developed further, easily a C+ at this point.
“This isn’t about size! Are you stupid or what?!”
“Is that right? Then let’s buy it; don’t hesitate about the money, my overtime pay is pretty decent.”
Ning Chu agreed, lowered her head to find reviews on baby formula online, and stepped out of the room, “Wash up and eat quickly.”
“What’s with first stage and second stage…”
She mumbled as she walked to the dining area, where Mother had already laid the breakfast on the table.
Standard fare: meat, eggs, and milk, with the sound of soup bubbling in the kitchen.
“Mom, don’t make too much soup; there’s nothing nutritious in it.”
“Nutrition is all in the soup!”
“Right, right…”
