My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts
Chapter 477 - 161: Water Shield Soup (Part 2)_3
CHAPTER 477: CHAPTER 161: WATER SHIELD SOUP (PART 2)_3
"What if it’s not formed! I want it!"
After Mo Ying got pregnant, her temper occasionally became a bit spoiled. However, Ye Wenting was happy to indulge her. Seeing Mo Ying frown and pout at him, he quickly folded his hands and pleaded, "Alright, alright, it’s my fault. Our child should indeed be treated with such care."
"Hmph!" Mo Ying didn’t want to pay attention to Ye Wenting for now. After finishing the last bit of cress soup in her bowl, she wiped her mouth and leaned against Du Xixi, looking a bit tired. "Lately, I’ve been feeling strange. As soon as I eat my fill, I immediately want to sleep, and while sleeping, I often wake up hungry, as if I can never eat or sleep enough."
"When I was pregnant, I had a period like that too." 2569 brought over several cups of warm water, and Du Xixi handed one to Mo Ying, urging her to drink to rinse her mouth. "It might get better after a while."
Mo Ying half-closed her eyes. After taking a few sips of warm water, she didn’t want any more and simply leaned against Du Xixi to rest. Once she was sound asleep, Ye Wenting carefully picked her up in his arms, planning to head home first.
"Why don’t you take a nap here first before leaving?" Du Xixi lowered her voice. Seeing Mo Ying sleeping soundly and considering the travel back, Du Xixi was worried about Mo Ying’s body.
The Ke Family always had 2569 tidying up the guest rooms. Even when no one came to stay, each guest room was spotless, with bedsheets and disposable toiletries changed daily. Letting Mo Ying and Ye Wenting take a nap here didn’t cause any inconvenience.
Ke Xing also came over to persuade them, holding Yi Yi and Er Er, who had just finished digesting after a meal, in his arms: "Yes, why don’t you nap here before you go back? Yi Yi and Er Er need to sleep as well, so it’ll be quiet in the house."
Ye Wenting looked down at Mo Ying, who still had a satisfied smile after eating, and smiled back. Gratefully, he softly said to Ke Xing and Du Xixi, "Alright, sorry for the trouble."
"No need for such politeness." Du Xixi turned her head and waved at 2569, who just finished clearing the dishes and slid out from the kitchen, "Let 2569 take you to the guest room on the first floor, so you don’t have to go upstairs."
Although the second floor was all rooms, several rooms were prepared on the first floor for those who found it inconvenient to go upstairs. Carrying Mo Ying upstairs would inevitably require moving around a lot; the first floor was more convenient and avoided waking her from her rest.
The guest room was tidy and bright. 2569 consciously helped pull back the soft bedding, and while Ye Wenting removed Mo Ying’s shoes and tucked her in, he manually closed the curtains—a Star Era curtain that didn’t make a sound even when pulled.
"Mr. Ye Wenting, there are disposable slippers in the cabinet. If you need anything, you can press the button on the bedside table, and I’ll come to help immediately." The Ke Family had few guests, and even fewer who stayed over. Over the years, only Mo Feng had stayed one night, apart from Mo Ying and Ye Wenting.
felt it finally had a purpose, making the entire robot seem extremely professional, which made Ye Wenting’s mouth twitch slightly: "Alright, thank you for your efforts."
displayed a "You’re welcome" expression and then silently wheeled out of the room, conveniently closing the door on its way.
Once 2569 left, Ye Wenting’s shoulders relaxed slightly. He removed his glasses and tiredly rubbed his brow. Only when he felt somewhat refreshed did he take disposable slippers from the cabinet, change into them, and sit down beside the bed.
He quietly watched Mo Ying.
Honestly, taking care of Mo Ying was definitely more exhausting for Ye Wenting than conducting research. He had never taken care of a pregnant woman before, but he was adept at research. Over this past month, he experienced the most challenging fatigue of his career.
Is he tired? Ye Wenting looked at his hands, his mouth curling into a bitter smile. Truly, very tired.
Does he want to let go? Ye Wenting looked at Mo Ying’s sleeping face again, his gaze gradually softening, imbued with deep affection that couldn’t be fully described.
Ye Wenting didn’t want to let go. Mo Ying was the love he had pursued for so many years, and even if it killed him from exhaustion, he wouldn’t let go.
"Ah Yin..." Ye Wenting clasped Mo Ying’s hands. To him, these hands, calloused as they were, were not ugly; they bore the achievements he was so proud of for Mo Ying. "I will stay by you and the child’s side."
"Until forever."
Ye Wenting gently lifted the covers and lay beside Mo Ying, holding one of her hands. In her sleep, Mo Ying unconsciously turned over, coincidentally placing her other hand on top of their clasped hands.
That afternoon, everything was beautiful.
***
When Mo Ying later recalled this afternoon nap, she had little memory of it, but hazily she felt as if she had a beautiful dream. She couldn’t remember what was in the dream, but she just felt it was beautiful.
If she could, she hoped to have such beautiful dreams for a lifetime, never wanting to wake up. Of course, the dream must include Ye Wenting; otherwise, it wouldn’t be beautiful enough.