The weather in the capital was hot and humid in midsummer. Yuan Zheng could not stand the heat but still preferred to sleep with Cen Yelan in his arms. Cen Yelan was six months pregnant, and his body was heavy. When he slept on his side, Yuan Zheng held him with one hand, around his waist, with his palm against his round belly. He could not be more satisfied.
In an instant, the power of sitting high on the throne, holding the power of life and death, and being able to turn the tide of the world became insignificant.
It was far less real than the rising and falling breathing beside him and the occasional kicking of the little thing in Cen Yelan’s belly.
The first time Cen Yelan felt the fetal movement was at noon. Yuan Zheng was reviewing memorials beside him. Cen Yelan was leaning on the couch, drowsy, with his hand on his belly. When he was half asleep, his belly suddenly moved. Cen Yelan thought it was a dream, but then it moved again, right next to his palm. He was startled, and he felt like he was stepping on air, and he woke up immediately.
Cen Yelan looked down at his belly, dazed, and put his palm against it. The little thing seemed to have been holding it in for a long time and was finally able to move. It moved again, as if announcing its existence to Cen Yelan.
Cen Yelan was stunned.
Yuan Zheng noticed it as soon as he woke up, he noticed that his expression was different. He immediately dropped the scroll and walked towards him, calling out, “Ah Lan?”
Cen Yelan’s body became heavier. After Yuan Zheng was overjoyed, he began to feel nervous and worried. After Cen Yelan became pregnant, he looked for many books to read. There were few people as special as Cen Yelan’s. He read about how women get pregnant and give birth, what they need to pay attention to and so on. The more he read, the more worried he became. He wanted to hold Cen Yelan in his arms, fearing that something bad would happen to him.
Cen Yelan raised his head and stared at Yuan Zheng blankly, his expression somewhat subtle, and said, “He’s moving.”
Yuan Zheng was stunned for a moment, “…Who?” After asking, he lowered his eyes and stared at Cen Yelan’s belly. Summer robes were thin, he was sitting, and his bulging belly was clearly visible.
Neither of the two new fathers spoke.
Yuan Zheng was the first to turn around, squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch him, wiped the sweat from his palms, and then slowly put his hand on him while holding his breath, he was extremely nervous.
Cen Yelan was a little embarrassed but did not move. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yuan Zheng.
Yuan Zheng stuck to him for a long time, but there was no reaction. He muttered, “Why isn’t he moving anymore?”
Cen Yelan didn’t know how to answer, so Yuan Zheng tapped his stomach gently and said, “Good boy, I’m your Emperor Father. Notice Emperor Father, alright?”
Cen Yelan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and pushed Yuan Zheng away embarrassedly. Yuan Zheng was unwilling to give up and stuck to the child for a while more. The child still ignored him. Yuan Zheng said to Cen Yelan aggrievedly, “Why is he ignoring me?”
Cen Yelan whispered, “He must be tired.”
Yuan Zheng touched his stomach several times, but there was no movement at all. He had been worried about it for several days, and he always had to touch it carefully at night before he would go to sleep.
Later, when he really felt the fetus moving, he was stunned and stupidly said to Cen Yelan, “He really moved.”
Cen Yelan was affected by Yuan Zheng’s emotions and was speechless for a moment. He just looked at Yuan Zheng quietly.
Yuan Zheng stood up suddenly and said, “He kicked me.”
Cen Yelan’s eyes showed a little smile. Yuan Zheng seemed so happy that he didn’t know what to do. His eyes were filled with the joy of being a father. He was caught off guard and met Cen Yelan’s smiling gaze. Somehow, he felt unusually embarrassed, and his ears turned red.
Yuan Zheng seemed so happy that he didn’t know what to do. His eyes were filled with the joy of being a father. He was caught off guard and met Cen Yelan’s smiling gaze. Somehow, he felt unusually embarrassed and his ears turned red.
Cen Yelan sat on the edge of the bed, his expression peaceful and gentle. Yuan Zheng looked at him, feeling extremely excited, and couldn’t help but lean over to kiss him.
He kissed Cen Yelan’s lips and nose and looked at his bulging pregnant belly. His heart softened, and he couldn’t help but kneel down on one knee beside him and kiss him devoutly.
The bed was covered by the bed curtains, and a few gasps of passion could be heard faintly. Suddenly, a hand reached out from inside the bed curtains and grabbed the curtain. The fingers were curled up and sweaty, and they tightened and loosened, causing the curtains to shake.
Suddenly, the bed curtains were pulled tight, and a moment later the hand slipped down. Before it fell on the bed, it was grabbed, and the hairs were embedded in the gaps between the fingers.
The bed curtains were filled with the smell of heat mixed with lust. Yuan Zheng opened the bed curtains, his hair was disheveled, and there were several bright red scratches on his bare, strong back. He got off the bed, poured a cup of warm water, and came back. Cen Yelan was still immersed in the climax, with his long legs spread wide, his hair wet with sweat, his toes tightly curled, and his whole body full of overflowing passion.
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Man this is so good