Chapter 398 Concealment

She was so nervous that when Pei Ziheng gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom, she still didn't dare to move.

He leaned down and moved his fingers through Xia Ling's clothes, landing on the buttons on her chest. The pure cotton shirt was very thin, and the heat from his fingertips spread to her chest, making her flinch.

He stopped, paused, and took back his hand.

"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 was even more unwilling to change clothes under his nose. Who knew what would 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 ran into the bathroom as if escaping.

The bathroom, which she had renovated many years ago, was just behind the bed. At that time, their relationship was very good, and even the partitions were made of transparent glass walls and gauze curtains with beautiful patterns and shadows. Xia Ling knew the effect of looking in from the outside. In her past life, she had lay lazily on the bed many times and admired Pei Ziheng's strong body washed by the water. She was moved by the mist of water.

But now, she only hates how she loved to play these tricks back then and kept herself in a cocoon.

She locked the bathroom door, dimmed the lights, and closed all the curtains, but she still didn't dare to use the shower. Fumbling around, he filled a bathtub with water and poured a whole set of bubble shower gel and rose petals into it. When the water surface was no longer visible, he quickly took off his clothes and immersed himself in it.

I've been taking baths like this lately, and I've tried so hard to keep him from thinking about me.

Every time, when she covered herself 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 humiliated and 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. 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.

A two-piece home cotton pajamas, long sleeves and trousers, meticulously buttoned to the neck.

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 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 bit agitated, sometimes she thought he was too heavy here, sometimes she thought he was too light there...

In fact, no one knows better than Xia Ling that his methods are so comfortable and suitable, but she just likes the feeling of being pampered and pampered by him, as if all her willfulness and unreasonableness can be forgiven.

Now, however, everything has changed.

She was worried about the little life in her belly. The steak for dinner was not to her liking, 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 he was 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: "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. In order to avoid morning sickness some time ago, she had eaten very lightly. Now, since 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: "If it's too troublesome, 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, but 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, will 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 passed the test in front of her first.