Chapter 398: hide
Chapter 398 Concealment
So nervous that even when Pei Ziheng gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom, she still didn't dare to move.
“Take off your clothes,” he said. “I’ll get you something clean.”
Xia Ling looked down at the shirt she was wearing. There was only a small red wine stain in an inconspicuous place. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell at all. However, the Pei family has strict rules and he has always been strict about it, so there is no reason for her to continue wearing this dress for dinner.
However, Xia Ling is even more unwilling to change clothes under his nose. Who knows what will happen? Seeing him turn around and go to the walk-in closet to find clothes for her, she hurriedly jumped out of bed and said, "I'm going to take a shower."
He entered the bathroom as if he was running away.
She locked the bathroom door,
Every time when she covered herself up tightly, Pei Ziheng looked bad. But for some reason, he never stopped her and never really violated her. Often, Xia Ling would wonder, when did he become so restrained and abstinent? She was already the forbidden wife in his cage, the fish on the chopping board, no matter how much he tortured her, she could not escape from his grasp.
On the contrary, it was such gentleness and patience that made her uneasy.
However, she would never dare to ask him about this issue. It would take one day at a time. As long as the status quo was maintained, the baby and she would be safe. Who would think he has too many good days?
Pregnant women should not sit bath for too long. Xia Ling finished the bath as quickly as possible, took out a set of pajamas from the small closet in the bathroom and put them on. This set of pajamas was customized from a famous European brand. When the catalog came last month, she chose the most conservative one without hesitation.
Pei Ziheng's face was gloomy, but he still followed her wishes and made the order.
Main cotton pajamas for home use with upper and lower parts, long sleeves and trousers, buttoned to the neck meticulously.
Xia Ling walked out of the bathroom. The temperature difference between the inside and outside made her shiver slightly. Then, she saw Pei Ziheng sitting on the edge of the bed, twisting an unlit cigarette between his fingers. The clothes he found for her were at hand. It was a large home blouse, embroidered with extremely beautiful and complicated dark flowers. It was her favorite style in the past.
“Have you finished washing?” His voice was low and hoarse.
Xia Ling nodded and stood by the bathroom door. The smell of cigarette smoke made her uncomfortable and she didn't move.
“Come here,” he said.
“You put out the cigarette,” she said.
He frowned slightly, but still followed the instructions and put out the cigarette and opened the window to diffuse the smell. "You don't plan to sing well now, so why do you mind the smell of smoke so much?" he asked.
“I don’t like smelling it,” she said quietly. Even if she can't tell the world that she has a baby in her arms yet, she will create the healthiest environment possible for it.
Pei Ziheng didn't pursue it further, sat her down, took a large white towel, and wiped her wet hair.
Familiar techniques and strength.
Back then, when their relationship was good, he liked to do this for her, treating her like a beautiful and exquisite doll. The difference was that she was so happy at that time, accepting all his care without any worries, and even being a little temperamental, sometimes she thought he was too heavy here, and sometimes she thought he was too light there... In fact, no one is better than Xia Xia Ling knew better that his technique was so comfortable and suitable, but she just liked the feeling of being pampered and pampered by him, as if all her willfulness and unreasonableness could be forgiven.
However, now, everything has changed.
She was worried about the little life in her belly. The steak for dinner was not very appetizing, and she didn’t know if the baby would be hungry? There was also the matter of medication during pregnancy. If Feng Kun didn’t reply to her for a day, she would not feel at ease for a day...
While lost in thought, Pei Ziheng said: "Are you not full for dinner? What do you want for midnight snack? I'll let Zhou Ma make it."
Xia Ling came back to her senses and said, "Something lighter, porridge and kimchi."
Pei Ziheng still wiped her wet hair gently: "So bland? You won't be able to keep up with nutrition."
Xia Ling thought about it. She had eaten very lightly to avoid morning sickness some time ago. Now that she had successfully made Pei Ziheng think that they had "sexed", it didn't matter if she had some unpleasant reactions. What's more important is that the baby has been wronged in the belly for a long time, and nutrition must keep up.
“Then let’s make some soup,” Xia Ling said. “I haven’t had crucian carp soup for a long time.”
"You didn't like eating these before," Pei Ziheng said, but he didn't object. "I probably don't have crucian carp at home. I'll have someone bring it from the old house. You can eat something else first to make up for it." This villa There are only two owners, he and Xia Ling, who live there. The ingredients they usually stock are their favorites. Things like crucian carp soup, which is not ordered even once in a year and a half, are not on the menu. It's different over at the old house. There are many Pei clan members living there, all of them are rich in wealth and have delicious tastes. The big kitchen over there is stocked with all kinds of ingredients.
Xia Ling said: "It's too troublesome so I won't use it. Let's change it to pork rib soup."
“I asked Mother Zhou to cook the ribs first, and then make fish soup when the crucian carp arrives. You can have some of both.” Pei Ziheng was always patient with her. It was rare that she wanted to eat anything, so of course he would try his best to satisfy her.
Xia Ling stopped talking and let him make arrangements.
At night, the pork rib soup was served first. She felt uncomfortable after taking two sips and pushed it away. Then the crucian carp soup was served, and she couldn't stand the smell. For the sake of the baby's health, she reluctantly took a few bites, but couldn't help but push away the bowl and chopsticks.
Pei Ziheng was very worried and repeated his old talk about calling a doctor.
Xia Ling comforted him: "It'll take a few days. Maybe I just started working and I'm not used to it. I'm tired and have a bad appetite." Seeing Pei Ziheng's disapproval, she added, "I really don't like injections." Take the medicine and I promise to have a good rest these days. If it doesn’t work, why don’t you make an appointment with the doctor?”
“If it doesn’t improve in a few days, I have to see a doctor.” Pei Ziheng said.
Xia Ling nodded and got over the hurdle in front of her first.
(End of this chapter)