The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(35)

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 Chapter 35: Midnight Whispers

No cotton-like black dots meant no embryos—those eggs wouldn't hatch into little chicks. Bai Lu comforted the little guy, patting his head. "Don't be sad. These eggs won't hatch. Later, I'll go buy some fertilized eggs suitable for hatching." Xiao Wei retreated, saying, "Don't touch my head." "But I've touched your brother's, you know?" Bai Lu teased. Xiao Wei: "..." Not this again! Women are troublesome! Bai Lu couldn't resist patting his pot-like head. Children and their peculiar hairstyles. Xiao Cheng's crew cut was much better. Just as she thought, footsteps approached from behind. Bai Lu turned around to see the man she playfully threatened—Xiao Cheng—returning from the courtyard. His gaze, deep and distant, seemed to say, "Where did you touch me?" Bai Lu wished she could find a hole to hide in. Xiao Wei had wisely retreated to the backyard when he heard the footsteps. He decided to check on their old hen. ... As night fell, stars filled the sky, and the bright moon shone. There were no televisions, no internet, no phones, and no bustling nightlife here. Bai Lu sat at a wooden table, combing her hair with a wooden comb, occasionally glancing at the bed where Xiao Cheng sat. She was organizing her thoughts. Xiao Cheng, sitting by the bed, met her gaze. "Say what you want to say." He intended to turn off the lamp and sleep, but she kept combing her hair. She sneaked glances at him several times without saying a word. Her flowing black hair, shimmering and beautiful, resisted her attempts to tame it. Without braiding it, it would get tangled, even with its softness. She hesitated, as usual, before speaking. He had to coax her to get her to open up. Bai Lu shyly retracted her gaze when she was caught peeking. She was actually waiting for malt sugar water to cool. After dinner, she boiled water, filled a porcelain cup, and added three malt sugars, intending to present it to the boss. Unexpectedly, it took longer to cool than she thought, and she wanted it to cool naturally in the night breeze. But it was taking forever. She wanted to be attentive, but she also didn't want to scald him. She touched it and felt it wasn't as hot as before, so she quickly abandoned the comb, held the porcelain cup with both hands, and with a beaming smile, she approached the boss in bed. "I've made malt sugar water for you. Try it; it's very sweet. I used three malt sugars." When Xiao Cheng saw the malt sugar water, now translucent and yellowish from top to bottom, he twitched the corner of his mouth imperceptibly. He took the cup, took a sip. "Cough... cough..." He choked on the malt sugar water. Bai Lu quickly patted his back. "Are you okay? Malt sugar water is sweet and good, but you don't have to drink it so quickly. I won't compete with you. Take your time, and I'll make you another cup after you finish." Xiao Cheng almost got burned. Hearing her words, he was almost choked again. The overly sweet taste in his throat made him nauseous. He struggled to swallow it down, then got up to rinse his mouth. Of course, he used cold water that had cooled down. When Xiao Cheng returned, Bai Lu, who was sitting on the bed, held the malt sugar water she had taken back to him, smiling. "You've finished the malt sugar water. I guess you must really like malt sugar." Seeing her eager and joyful expression, Xiao Cheng, with a slight twitch of his mouth, took back the malt sugar water she was about to push toward him. Seated at the edge of the bed, White Dew, with her eyes shining, stared at him as he drank. Xiao Cheng, his deep eyes slightly narrowed, took a few big sips and finished the malt sugar water. He then got up and went to rinse his mouth again. When Xiao Cheng re-entered, Bai Lu, still on the bed, noticed his gaze fixed on her all the time. She turned her head and met his deep and vast eyes, which seemed to penetrate her, and focused on her belly. A clever idea flashed through Bai Lu's mind. She raised a sweet smile, and her gentle voice sounded particularly tender. "The baby is six months old now. It'll be born soon. We need to buy powdered milk, diapers, little clothes, little shoes, little blankets, and little padded jackets in advance. Going to the hospital to give birth also requires money, and taking good care of yourself during the postpartum period is crucial. Even though breastfeeding is better than formula, my body isn't fully recovered yet. If the nutrition can't keep up, we must be prepared with an alternative feeding plan. Having a baby requires money at every step. We need to prepare more in case of any unexpected situations." She finally thought about the child. The coldness in Xiao Cheng's eyes softened a bit. He reached out, placing his hand on White Dew's belly beneath the blanket. Speaking softly, he asked, "How much longer until the birth?"  

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