Section 1

Manjun moved her legs a bit and said to Li Hui: "It really doesn't hurt anymore"

Zhuo Yao was wearing a dark-colored shirt, and his trousers were not neatly pressed. He always unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, holding Li Hui in his arms and coaxing her to sleep, which caused his clothes to be slightly wrinkled by the active Li Hui. Of course, the white marks on his shoulder were undoubtedly the drool left by Li Hui when she was eating candy.

Such embraces, no matter how many, are never enough

Zhuo Yao was wearing a gray thin overcoat, and although his attire was understated, it could not conceal his powerful aura

"Alright, Mom agrees with you," she said, smiling as she shot a glance at Zhuo Yao. "You, always trying to act cute in front of our son. He is not even three years old yet, and he mimics everything you say. He believes everything you tell him.

Indeed, throughout our lives, we encounter many men, and there may be quite a few who have even said "I love you" to you, but there is only one who can offer you a peaceful and enduring companionship through the years. We may miss out, or we may arrive late

So precious

Zhuo Yao picked up Li Hui and pinched the tip of Li Hui's nose, saying: "You have really made progress, now you can take credit in front of your mother. It was clearly your father who gave your mother a massage that relieved her pain, so how can you claim it was all your own doing? Look, she likes you more than she likes me."

"Why are you staring at me so intently, as if you want to devour me?" He walked over and opened his arms

He is a man who attracts the attention of many, radiating brilliance from head to toe. At this moment, however, he is as innocent and simple as a child. There will be no rift between them. Having once shared life and death, what could possibly stand in their way

I can clearly feel the little one inside me kicking me. Manjun looked down at her protruding abdomen

There are so many men in the world, and we will encounter all kinds of men. However, how many will embrace you in the dead of night and hold your hand tightly because of a single tremor from you?

"If mom is in pain later, I will blow on it for you," Li Hui said happily

"For any matters, wait for me to handle them personally, regardless of their size, do not disturb General Lin." He instructed, concluding the final meeting summary, until he closed his laptop and turned around, only then did he notice her gaze, and a faintly shy smile appeared on his face

At Charles de Gaulle Airport, he walked alongside her amidst a crowd of strangers of various skin colors. She held his hand tightly, which made her feel closer to him. It was as if they were in an isolated space, where even the most thunderous sounds felt quiet to her; all she had were Zhuo Yao and Li Hui.

During the day, Manjun and Zhuoyao held Lihui's hand, sitting in the square basking in the sun. Not far away, a local woman was singing a song in French. As evening approached, after Lihui fell asleep, they stood on the terrace of their hotel room, quietly admiring the night view by the Seine River, where the moonlight and reflections of lights danced on the water's surface

"Little fool, every time you do this, I hold you in my arms; I want to protect you." He said this like a proud father.

Zhuo Yao was quite worried and did not eat anything, only feeding some bread and milk to Li Hui. Since there were only two rows of seats in business class, he and Li Hui sat in one row, while Man Jun sat in the back row. Whenever Man Jun accidentally knocked the blanket off her body onto the floor in her sleep, he patiently picked it up and covered her with it again

"No need, my wife is unwell, I will take care of her myself." He said this while keeping his gaze fixed on Manjun.

She often trembles while sleeping, experiencing a sensation of falling as if her feet have stepped into empty space, and sometimes she wakes up suddenly. In her youth, her mother told her that this was a sign of growing taller. It was only when she met him that, during the night when she occasionally trembled, he would hold her in his arms, gently pat her head, and she would fall back into a peaceful sleep

She must be a lovely girl, for her father, during the time her mother was pregnant with her, constantly spoke of buying her floral dresses and butterfly hairpins, personally decorating a princess room for her. Perhaps having one son and one daughter is the most perfect arrangement

She curiously asked, "Isn't it after you fell in love with me?"

Zhuo Yao shook his head and said: "In fact, the first time you slept in my bed, that night, I made that decision."

Is it true that you think father is pitiful

The half month they spent in Paris was the most peaceful days and nights they had experienced in a long time

Zhuo Yao squatted beside her in the bustling airport, giving her a gentle massage. His coat hem fell to the ground, while Li Hui stood beside him, her small hand resting on her father's shoulder, puffing her cheeks and blowing air towards Man Jun's legs

"If it weren't for the fact that both of you are very young, your love for each other truly resembles that of a couple who has spent a lifetime together," the flight attendant said, moved.

"Mrs. Tong, you often say that I and our son are competing for your affection. I believe that once our daughter is born, you will be able to fully understand my feelings," Zhuo Yao said, winking at Li Hui, who giggled.

"Sir, let me help you pick that up. You can take a break as well. We still have nine hours of flight time left," the flight attendant said enthusiastically while standing nearby.

He is truly a clean man

Li Hui listened, furrowing her small brows, and after a moment of thought said: "Now that there is a younger sister, Dad, you will be even less favored by Mom."

Once again, he murmured in his sleep: "Little comic, you must be well." She had not yet fallen asleep and turned to look at him. He had his eyes tightly shut, perhaps troubled by an uneasy dream. As her palm barely touched his hand, he quickly grasped her hand tightly and pulled her arm to his chest, finding solace in this embrace

I am just unable to adapt to such happiness for the moment, much like a homeless person who has been living on one meal every few days suddenly being told that from now on, they can indulge in a feast of wine and meat. Don't you think it feels like a dream?" She looked up at him in his embrace and saw stubble growing on his chin

Zhuo Yao assumed a formal and upright posture once again while holding a video conference on the computer. She was nestled on the sofa reading a book, with a nearby desk lamp emitting a warm white glow

Throughout our lives, we encounter many men, and there may be quite a few who have even professed their love for you, but there is only one who can offer you a peaceful and enduring companionship through the years

After boarding, there was a long flight ahead. Fortunately, Li did not cry or make a fuss. Manjun went to the restroom and vomited twice during the flight. Upon returning to her seat, she felt significant fetal movement, as if the little one was quite unhappy about flying. After some difficulty in calming down, she leaned against the seat and slept for a while, not even having a meal.

Man Jun and Li Hui were wearing matching outfits, red sweatshirts printed with "Maido's Mom" and "Maido" respectively. Both were donning plaid newsboy caps, making them quite eye-catching and attracting envious glances from many passersby

A man's love for you can be discerned from his actions when he sleeps beside you at night

Oh, you are so mischievous. In the future, when Daddy buys you a floral dress, you must be as ladylike and well-behaved as Mommy." Zhuo Yao bent down, facing Man Jun's abdomen, and said in a serious tone.

"Hoo... Hoo... Mom, if you blow on it, it won't hurt anymore." Li displayed a face full of innocence and naivety

That night I was drunk, and in the middle of the night, I woke up once. Leaning on the bed, I saw you curled up in the blanket, looking at you so closely. I was thinking about how to tell you when you wake up, and of course, the gist of it is that I will take responsibility for you. You were asleep, and your body suddenly trembled, your leg kicked out as if you were very scared. I reached out to touch your head, brushed aside your hair, and you slept soundly. I think it was at that moment that I decided to take care of you. " He said, his palm stroking her back. You were asleep, and your body suddenly trembled, your leg kicked out as if you were very scared. I reached out to touch your head, brushed aside your hair, and you slept soundly. I think it was at that moment that I decided to take care of you. " He said, his palm stroking her back

He suddenly became very emotional and recalled, "You probably don't know when I started wanting to take care of you."

Sudden jerks while sleeping, isn't that a sign of growing taller? I often experience this, as if my feet suddenly missed the ground, creating a sensation of falling, and then I wake up in an instant. When I was a child, my mother told me that this was a sign of growing.

After such dialogues, they all fall into a longing for a perfect future

The child in Manjun's womb is growing larger, and her figure has slightly changed. She experiences sudden cramps in her calves and her frequency of visiting the restroom has increased. As she walks, she suddenly stops, afraid to move, and simply says to him: "Oh dear, my leg is cramping again, I can't move, I can't move."

She read Jian Zhen's collection of essays, "Even language should be abandoned; between you and me, there is only pure silence and existence." This sentence made her think of their relationship. She looked at Zhuo Yao, who was arranging work; his profile was enveloped in a halo of light, and he spoke with focus and seriousness, handsome and warm.

"How can you still say that? We were both drunk that night, and the next day you made me change my clothes and kicked me out. I didn't feel that you had any intention of taking care of me," Manjun retorted.

They are accustomed to falling asleep with their fingers interlocked. One night, she felt a strain in her fingers and released them, forming a fist and placing it in the palm of his hand. His hand, which had originally been relaxed, instinctively tightened its grip on hers, holding it firmly. Because he was in a deep sleep, she felt even warmer. It was such a natural instinct.

She set down the book, holding a cushion in her arms, resting her chin on her hand, gazing at the man who captivated her admiration, and a sense of joy blossomed within her

Li Hui turned to look at Man Jun, almost in tears, and said: "Mom, could you show Dad a little more affection? Please, Dad is so pitiful..."