Gu Lingyu nodded.
"So what did you tell them?"
Gu Lingyu hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll just say you've been too tired taking care of the children lately, and ask them to help take care of them for one night."
Shen Wuqiu felt slightly relieved, but remembering her low emotional intelligence, she was still worried. "You didn't say anything else, did you?"
"He also said a little bit..."
"What did you say?"
"Well...didn't you say you were worried that the kids would imitate you and become precocious?"
"..." She shouldn't have had any expectations of this cat.
Shen Wuqiusheng, feeling utterly hopeless, collapsed back onto the bed.
Gu Lingyu cautiously walked to her side and said ingratiatingly, "I'll blow-dry your hair."
Shen Wuqiu remained silent.
Gu Lingyu took it as her consent and took a hair dryer from the cabinet.
Shen Wuqiu wanted to yell at her, but looking at her gentle and considerate appearance, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She could only suppress her anger, sit up, and let someone help her blow-dry her hair.
In the later stages of pregnancy, it was inconvenient to do anything because of her big belly, so Shen Wuqiu cut her hair quite short. Now her hair was just past her shoulders, making it easy to blow-dry.
After drying her hair, Gu Lingyu slowly put the hairdryer back in its place and put it away.
Shen Wuqiu leaned against the headboard, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.
The quiet atmosphere seemed to amplify all the little thoughts in her heart, making Gu Lingyu feel strangely nervous. Helplessly, she walked to Shen Wuqiu's side, pursed her lips, and asked her, "Qiuqiu, what are you thinking about?"
"I wasn't thinking about anything." Shen Wuqiu was worried about the babies. "I still have to breastfeed Da Mao and Er Mao at night. Maybe we should take care of them ourselves."
Gu Lingyu was reluctant, "She's a month old, it's time to wean her."
"They're only a month old. Besides, I have breast milk anyway, so it's a waste if they don't drink it."
"...If you have engorgement and pain, I can drink it too."
"..." Shen Wuqiu was speechless. "I really don't know what you're thinking all day long."
"Miss you."
"..." Shen Wuqiu was speechless. She picked up her phone and checked the time. Before she knew it, it was already ten o'clock. So she lay down and said, "It's getting late. We have another busy day tomorrow. Go to sleep."
"Oh," the cat replied verbally, but remained standing still.
Shen Wuqiu originally wanted to close his eyes and pretend to be dead.
However, the imposing presence of this giant cat in front of her was too overwhelming. She couldn't keep up the act for more than two minutes, so she opened her eyes and asked, "What are you still standing there for?"
Gu Lingyu moved her mouth twice, but no sound came out.
Shen Wuqiu was about to get angry when, in the next second, the person standing in front of her suddenly untied the belt of his bathrobe...
"Qiuqiu, do you think my clothes look good?"
"..." Shen Wuqiu's eyes widened immediately. Although she had given the clothes to someone as temporary pajamas, she had never seen the other person wearing them before.
Gu Lingyu assumed she was unmoved, so she quietly pulled her T-shirt up a little more...
The scenery that is partially obscured is what makes people curious and eager to explore it.
A strange heat surged up from her lower abdomen. Shen Wuqiu restrained herself, pretending to be expressionless, and reached out to turn off the atmospheric wall lamp before slowly turning away.
It suddenly got dark, and after a few seconds, Gu Lingyu could see the back of the person's head on the bed.
She was somewhat discouraged and also a little angry.
Stephen Chow is a fraud.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In a fit of anger, she jumped onto the bed, forcefully flipped the person on the bed over, and then pressed herself against him.
After a chaotic and haphazard series of kisses, the person beneath him took the initiative, deftly flipping over and catching the cat off guard, pinning her down. "Spring hasn't even arrived yet, and your heat cycle is already here in a hurry?"
In the darkness, Gu Lingyu's entire being was drawn to the eyes of the person on top of her. As their gaze shifted, it seemed as if there were shimmering waves within them, making them incredibly alluring.
She couldn't help but swallow, "Qiuqiu..."
"Um?"
The last syllable of her voice rose slightly, as if a small hook had been drawn to the heart, tugging at the very tip of one's heart. Gu Lingyu felt a surge of heat throughout her body. "You...you were actually tempted by me, weren't you?"
Shen Wuqiu did not speak, but answered with her actions.
Two minutes later, Gu Lingyu suddenly came to her senses and forcefully pushed the person off her, "Qiuqiu..."
Shen Wuqiu wasn't angry. "I'm here."
Gu Lingyu flipped over, and the two switched positions.
"You can enjoy yourself now, you don't need to worry about the baby anymore."
Shen Wuqiu was feeling a bit lazy at the moment, and it took her a moment to understand what she was talking about, "I can too..."
Gu Lingyu gently kissed her eyes, "But I can't. I can't even bear Qiuqiu kissing me; I'll revert to my original form..."
Speaking of this, Shen Wuqiu briefly regained her composure, remembering the immortal herb from before, and then opened her eyes again, looking at her, "Then tell me, which one do you find more unbearable, my darling or the immortal herb?"
Gu Lingyu was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, "Is Qiuqiu jealous?"
It wasn't a dream after all; Qiuqiu really does get jealous of the herbal jelly.
"No."
Saying one thing and meaning another.
But it's also so cute.
Gu Lingyu lowered her head and bit her neck, then her lips slowly moved upwards, capturing her earlobe in her mouth. Listening to her uncontrollable soft moan, she finally released her ear. "Of course it's Qiuqiu. The immortal herb is a temptation I can resist; if I don't want to, I can avoid turning back into my original form. But Qiuqiu isn't. You are a temptation I can't resist..."
Even sweet talk can make people dizzy with delight.
Shen Wuqiu hugged her tightly, "Don't tempt me like that again."
Gu Hanhan showed her emotional intelligence this time—she decided to give Zhou Xingxing a beauty recipe next time.
After creating half a night of pleasure, Shen Wuqiu was so weak that she didn't want to move her toes. But in her half-asleep state, she was still thinking about the baby and kept urging the cat to go and bring the child back.
The cat was not convinced, it seemed that it had not given enough happiness, so it continued to work hard until its partner was exhausted and fell asleep.
The long night was only halfway over.
A cat lamented that humans' physical condition was still too poor, and that taking care of its partner's health was an urgent matter for the sake of future happiness.
Chapter 100
After reaching the peak of excitement, the body will fall into a deep sleep on its own, completely out of control of the brain. Even though Shen Wuqiu was thinking about her babies, she still fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably, and was still woken up by her breasts the next day.
November 1st was a beautiful autumn day with clear skies and crisp air. The gloomy, constipated sky of the past few days was swept away, and gentle, bright sunlight began to shine on the small village early in the morning.
In the village, everyone likes to have a good omen for any happy occasion. Take the weather, for example. If the celebration is held on a sunny day, it's considered a good omen. But if someone's celebration happens to be on a rainy day, some gossipy people will grumble behind their backs, saying that the person is unlucky or stingy, and that even God couldn't stand it and deliberately kept the sun out.
Mr. Shen got up early in the morning, looked at the rising sun in the east, and hugged his beloved granddaughter with great joy: "I knew our girls are all generous people. Look, the sky has been overcast for several days, but it cleared up today."
For the sake of her granddaughter, Su Yunzhi didn't refute his self-praise. She put a drop of milk on the back of her hand, felt that the temperature was just right, and then handed the bottle to him. "The helpers have all come over. Although we have booked the banquet, there will definitely be a lot of people outside today. You feed Simao milk first, and I will come to pick her up later."
Mr. Chen took the milk but was still worried. He tested the milk temperature, just like she had done before, and only fed it to Simao when he was satisfied. "Alright, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll dress Simao later."
"The baby is still small and very delicate. You're a rough old man, how could you dress her? When Junjun was this size, you couldn't even change a diaper."
As she spoke, Su Yunzhi went to the closet to find him clothes to wear today. She took out two sets and asked him, "Should I wear this one or this one?"
Mr. Shen glanced at the clothes in her hand and nodded his chin at the light pink cashmere sweater on her right. "Wear this. I remember I have a pair of linen pants that are a similar color. Can you find them for me?"
Although Mr. Shen loved the land dearly, he was much more particular about his clothes than other farmers his age. He not only demanded that the clothes be clean but also presentable. Not only was he particular about his own appearance, but he would also occasionally criticize Su Yunzhi's clothing choices.
Su Yunzhi scoffed at him: "At your age, you still love to be so fussy."
Mr. Shen didn't like hearing this. "Am I being fussy? All my granddaughters look like they're from a New Year's painting. If I, as their grandfather, don't take good care of them, I'll be embarrassing them."
As he spoke, he looked Su Yunzhi, who was wearing an apron, up and down: "I'm not trying to be mean, but look at you, you don't look like the lady of the house at all. There are a lot of guests today, so you just need to take good care of them. Let others handle the chores in the kitchen."
Su Yunzhi was embarrassed by his words. "You make it sound so easy. I think you're not in charge and don't know the intricacies of interpersonal relationships."
Mr. Shen dared not retort, because over the years, although Su Yunzhi spoke in a sarcastic and unsettling manner, she had always been very good at maintaining appearances in public. In terms of interpersonal relationships, she could be considered his capable assistant.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Su Yunzhi didn't press the issue. She helped him find some pants, thought for a moment, took off her apron, and asked him, "So what do you think I should wear today so as not to embarrass our granddaughter?"
Living under the same roof every day, Mr. Shen didn't know what kind of clothes his wife usually wore, and for a moment he didn't know what to suggest. "Why don't you open your closet and take a look?"
Su Yunzhi did as she was told, pointing out the few valuable clothes she had hanging there.
Mr. Shen squinted and glanced into the wardrobe, then pointed to the purple, modernized cheongsam. "Why don't I remember you wearing this before?"
Su Yunzhi was a little embarrassed. She had bought this cheongsam two years ago while shopping with someone. At the time, the dress was on a mannequin in the store. When she passed by, she couldn't take her eyes off the dress, and the other women in her group encouraged her to try it on.
A love of beauty is a woman's nature.
Although she knew that the people who encouraged her to go in and try it on didn't really think she would look good in it, they were probably just trying to make fun of her. After all, they lived in this remote mountain village all year round, and if any of their peers were a little particular, they would criticize her behind her back.
But the dress was too tempting, and she couldn't resist trying it on. Surprisingly, it fit perfectly, and the sales assistant kept praising how beautiful it looked. The woman accompanying her, however, wasn't urging her to buy it this time: "It is beautiful, but we're always in the kitchen, so this dress will probably just end up in the back of the closet. I certainly wouldn't spend that much money on it, but your family has plenty of money..."
She didn't know what she was thinking at the time, but she gritted her teeth and bought the clothes.
However, there really weren't many occasions to wear it. In the past two years, she only picked it up and compared it to herself in front of the mirror whenever she organized her wardrobe.
Of course, she wouldn't tell her husband about these little thoughts, so she pretended not to care and said, "You don't have time to care what I wear. You're either busy with your land today or where we're going to eat tomorrow."
Mr. Shen was also in the wrong on this point, and the usually straightforward man surprisingly said something sweet: "Even so, if you ever wear new clothes, I will definitely remember. It's such a waste to leave such a pretty dress hanging in the closet. Wear this today, it goes with your curly hair."
Su Yunzhi blushed at his words, touched her hair, and chuckled, scolding him, "You old rascal."
Mr. Shen chuckled, looked down at Simao, and watched his grandson struggling to drink his milk. His face crinkled with laughter as he sighed, "I thought I'd never hold my grandson in my life. I was just thinking that as long as Qiuqiu was willing to come back and call me 'Dad,' I would be content."
"Why bring up these things on such a wonderful day?" Su Yunzhi felt both lingering fear and relief when she talked about these things. Before the accident, she thought that the two of them had just been living together for most of their lives. It was only after realizing that he was about to die that she discovered that feelings had truly grown over time. That's why she started to love Shen Wuqiu as well, and gradually began to treat him with genuine affection.
Yes, she had always known in her heart that she was willing to treat this person as her own daughter not because her son and the other woman had a deep sibling bond, but simply because she saw that her husband was genuinely happy because of this daughter's return.
"Isn't that why I'm happy?"
Su Yunzhi glanced at him, took down the modified cheongsam from the closet, paused in her hand, and said, "Shall I go outside and take a look?"