The house was quiet. Lu Xi, who had just returned from outside, tiptoed and carefully closed the door. She peeked into the living room and saw Wen Qingmo lying motionless on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket. He had closed his eyes and was breathing lightly, clearly already asleep. There was a pile of clothes next to him, all belonging to Lu Xi.
Since the first time Wen Qingmo started nesting, he had developed a special liking for using Lu Xi's clothes as his nest and curling up inside.
However, with his tall figure, Wen Qingmo needed a large amount of Lu Xi's clothes to make his nest. Lu Xi suggested buying more, but he refused, saying that as long as the clothes had Lu Xi's scent on them, it was enough.
Lu Xi would wear one piece of clothing for a day, dedicating herself to imbuing each item with her own scent.
Lu Xi placed the things she bought on the coffee table, took off her shoes, and silently approached Wen Qingmo. She sat down next to the sofa, slowly and gently, never taking her eyes off his peaceful sleeping face.
The house was warm, and the blanket only covered Wen Qingmo's chest. He was wearing a black round-neck sweater, revealing his fair neck and slender collarbone. His slightly parted red lips indicated that he was sleeping comfortably, and his cheeks had a hint of blush.
Lu Xi hesitated between wanting to kiss him and not wanting to wake him up. Suddenly, Wen Qingmo moved his body and slowly opened his drowsy eyes, looking at Lu Xi. A soft, low hum escaped his throat, "Xiao Xi."
"Did I wake you up?" Lu Xi asked, leaning down and gently kissing Wen Qingmo's forehead.
"No, I've had enough sleep, and I could feel you coming," Wen Qingmo smiled and extended his arms towards Lu Xi, "Hug me."
Lu Xi carefully avoided Wen Qingmo's slightly protruding belly and hugged him. Wen Qingmo was already six months pregnant, and although his well-toned abs made his baby bump less noticeable, it was still bigger than before and sometimes affected his daily movements.
"You came back late today, almost half an hour late," Wen Qingmo complained, embracing Lu Xi from behind and sniffing her neck with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"I went to the supermarket, baby. I bought some fruits and snacks that you like," Lu Xi coaxed him and reached into the plastic bag on the coffee table, taking out an orange and lightly pressing its cool peel against Wen Qingmo's face.
Wen Qingmo frowned and shrunk his body, "What are you doing?"
"Have an orange," Lu Xi handed the orange to Wen Qingmo and glanced at the time, "It's getting late, I need to cook for you. Didn't you say you wanted to eat my sweet and sour spare ribs? Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry."
Wen Qingmo sat up lazily, leaning against the back of the sofa. He held an orange in one hand and supported his stomach with the other. He looked slightly uncomfortable, furrowing his brow and taking a breath. "It's a little painful."
"Pain?" Lu Xi immediately became highly anxious. She didn't dare touch Wen Qingmo's stomach and could only stare at him. "How is it? Is it very painful? Should we go to the hospital?"
"It's nothing, just normal." Wen Qingmo rubbed his protruding belly, his expression gradually relaxing. "It might be because I changed positions just now."
Lu Xi also breathed a sigh of relief. She released pheromones to comfort Wen Qingmo and reached out to hold his hand. "You scared me."
Wrapped in the comforting pheromones, Wen Qingmo narrowed his eyes and smiled. "What could happen? It's only six months."
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