"Everyone, please be quiet and eat first," Zhang Meiyu said, bringing out the freshly heated food from the kitchen.
Eating at this hour was too late for breakfast and a bit early for lunch.
Yan Jue had visited a few times, and with Zhang Meiyu's warm hospitality, he didn't treat himself as an outsider.
At this moment, Wang Na suggested,
"Auntie, let's go shopping. I want to buy some clothes for the baby."
Wang Na was nearly five months pregnant, her round belly becoming more prominent, and she'd been feeling frequent fetal movements recently.
Overwhelmed with maternal love, Wang Na wanted to go shopping and pick out baby clothes whenever she had free time.
Zhang Meiyu was delighted by this.
"Alright, let's go after we eat. It's good to buy a lot."
"Auntie, do you think I'm carrying a boy or a girl? Or should we go to a hospital to find out?"
"Boy or girl, both are fine. You just had a prenatal check-up, and too many can be bad for the baby. It's not too late to go next month."
"That's true."
...
Talking about children, they became chatty, as if they had an endless supply of topics.
Wang Na had moved in after getting pregnant, and Tang Xiaomin had personally witnessed her belly growing bit by bit.
While it felt magical, she was also looking forward to the arrival of the little life.
"Yan Jue, what do you think? Is she carrying a boy or a girl?"
Yan Jue paused his eating and turned his head to look seriously at Wang Na's belly.
After a moment, he said, "A boy."
"Mom, you're going to have a grandson," Tang Xiaomin said with a smile.
Zhang Meiyu knew about their special abilities and assumed they wouldn't be wrong.
"Anything is fine. We're not a family that discriminates based on gender. On the contrary, with several sons, I'm hoping for a girl in the family."
Wang Na, standing beside them, was puzzled. "He's just guessing, maybe he's wrong."
"Besides, I have a feeling I'm carrying a girl."
It wasn't the old-fashioned mindset anymore; Wang Na leaned more towards having a girl.
This was evident in the baby clothes she bought, which were mostly for girls.
Zhang Meiyu said, "Anything is fine."
"Xiaomin, you should have a daughter in the future too."
This...
Tang Xiaomin blushed and lowered her head.
"Mom, I'm still in college, and you're talking to me about this. Aren't you corrupting me?"
"Look at you, do you really need me to teach you?"
...
Her boyfriend living in the house was solid proof of her "corruption."
Unable to argue, Tang Xiaomin stopped talking.
After eating, Zhang Meiyu went shopping with Wang Na, leaving only Tang Xiaomin and Yan Jue at home.
Yan Jue suggested going to a hot spring and took Tang Xiaomin to a hot spring hotel in Modu. The location was somewhat remote, and it took an hour and a half to drive there.
Hot springs were, of course, enjoyed in light clothing.
And since only the two of them were going, and they were in a relationship, it would naturally be... together.
The thought of them in minimal clothing, soaking in the hot springs together, made Tang Xiaomin's heart flutter and her face flush.
"Aren't you very busy? Why do you suddenly have time to take me to a hot spring?"
She also felt that Yan Jue's behavior since returning had been a bit strange.
Yan Jue's thoughts were interrupted.
"Precisely because I'm busy, I want to spend more time with you."
Alright, she didn't get any answers.
The Modu hot spring hotel was a resort-style hotel, not like the high-rise buildings in the city center.
Instead, it consisted of independent wooden houses with attached hot springs.
Yan Jue, with a wave of his hand, booked a luxurious suite.
They had come in a hurry and hadn't brought many clothes, so they had to pick out purchases at the hotel shop.
The dazzling array of sexy swimwear was overwhelming.
Even more striking was Yan Jue's ability to choose without blushing or a racing heart.
Finally, he chose a bandeau-style white bikini with a bow and held it up to ask for Tang Xiaomin's opinion.
"Minmin, how is this one?"
The saleswoman was also professionally promoting it.
"Sir, you have excellent taste. This piece, in both color and style, is perfect for this young lady. And her skin is fair, and her figure is good, so it will surely look stunning on her."
"This style we have is C-cup, suitable for this lady."
Yan Jue nodded, satisfied.
Honestly, this was the first time Tang Xiaomin had come to buy such clothes with a man.
Her face felt so hot it was about to burn.
"Uh... then... let's take this one."
The saleswoman said, "Sir, I'll go find you a pair of pants to match this outfit."
...
Yan Jue walked over, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Minmin, why is your face red?"
Why was her face red? It was a rhetorical question. He was clearly asking on purpose.
Even though she had slept in the same bed with him, it was just them talking under the covers, or perhaps sleeping embraced.
But coming to this hot spring hotel this time, Tang Xiaomin vaguely sensed that Yan Jue's intentions were not pure.
Were they really just here to soak in the hot springs?
Did he want to... with her?
"This... the air conditioning is a bit hot."
He suddenly leaned down, whispering in her ear, as if blowing air intentionally.
"But why do I feel like you're overthinking things, hmm?"
His deep, magnetic voice, with a rising inflection at the end, was seductively tempting.
Tang Xiaomin cursed him in her mind as a male enchantress, wondering how he could seduce women like this.
Didn't he know that women could be just as lustful as men?
"I'm not thinking about anything, don't guess wildly."
The man let out a thoughtful chuckle.
"Heh..."
"I can hear your heart pounding so fast. Are you still going to be stubborn and refuse to admit it?"
"You..."
Tang Xiaomin blushed and stepped back a few paces, putting distance between them.
"What exactly is your purpose in bringing me here?"
As she retreated, Yan Jue followed her, closing in, maintaining an ambiguous proximity, and continued to lean in, his breath warm against her ear.
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Devoted to her.
Tang Xiaomin thought of a saying.
Without the friction of bodies, where would the spark of the soul come from?
Yan Jue's intentions were now too obvious.
The thought of that kind of thing made Tang Xiaomin panic, and she retreated again.
"You... your intentions are impure. I shouldn't have come with you."
As she said this, her face was full of grievance.
It was as if she had already been wronged by him.
They had been together for quite some time; hugs and kisses were acceptable.
But at the final step, Tang Xiaomin was unwilling to yield.
Just like now, with the slightest hint, she would get angry and argue with him.
Sometimes, she could stay angry for a long time and refuse to speak to him.
Yan Jue's previous attempts were thwarted by Tang Xiaomin's reaction at this moment.
He appeared outwardly calm, but inwardly he sighed, wondering why he had to be a gentleman.