Chapter 298: with translation of chapter title

Half a courtyard apart, a world apart.

The intrigue outside couldn't get through the door; Du Shanü stared at Chinu beside her, whose hair tips were still damp, and she felt her mouth water.

Chinu's brows and eyes have always been favored by heaven and earth.

But now, I don't know whether it's because she's pregnant, or because he's about to become a husband and father...

Between his brows and eyes, the former secluded, mysterious allure finally faded somewhat.

Her black hair simply tied, slung over the right shoulder, flowing down along shoulder and back.

A few strands of loose hair fell at her cheeks, adding a touch of warm, graceful elegance.

Her gaze was calm and warm, her lips soft, naturally bearing the composed steadiness of a husband who manages the household, peaceful and warm.

Du Shanü only knew him as jealous and coldly gorgeous; seeing Chinu like this, she was instantly enamored, and before he could sit steady beside her, she leaned in and fiercely inhaled a lungful of warm scent from his neck.

The fragrant wind entered her belly; before Du Shanü could savor it, a slightly calloused finger lightly blocked her path.

Du Shanü's lips were sealed, yet she grew more dazed, her soul soaring:

「...... Good slave? 」

Chinu never expected that a mere round trip would cause his Wife Master's attitude to change completely——

Just half an hour ago, the Wife Master had clearly beaten him because the fetus moved and she was upset!

It's only been half an hour—how did it change so?

Surely this half hour doesn't count as 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'?

Chinu, puzzled, suddenly seemed to recall something, and tossed his haphazardly pinned hair from his shoulder to behind him......

Du Shanü: 「...... (? -?)」

Du Shanü instantly wilted, gave a listless yawn, and while sipping milk in small sips, she casually said:

「You said you met Liu Ji on the way to get milk, and by chance also ran into Fu Fuzi? 」

「How are they each faring? 」

At a disagreement, it's still official business.

Chinu fell silent, and again swept all his hair to the front of his shoulder......

Du Shanü's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help whistling an extremely provoking rogue's whistle:

「My dear, your hairstyle now truly makes a good husband......

「Just like in those stories where the family head's wife just died, leaving a poor husband to struggle alone with a couple of kids. You want to live peacefully, but you can't escape the gossip around a widower's door; as long as I show up with a sack of grain and softly threaten, 'Sir, you don't want your kids to go hungry, do you?' you have no choice but to follow me...... cough cough cough......

Du Shanü grew more excited as she spoke, while Chinu before her showed an incredulous, strange expression.

Chinu: 「...... (? _?)」

Chinu repeated his old trick, tossing his hair behind him; Du Shanü finally realized something was off, turned her face away, and gave a few light coughs:

「Well, Liu Ji and Fu Fuzi......

Chinu instantly bristled, cupped Du Shanü's face to force his Wife Master to look at him, and lamented:

「...... You, you wicked woman, you don't really love me at all!!!

He's clearly right here!

Which Wife Master would change attitude just because her hair is in front or behind?!

Put it in front and it's 'my dear', put it behind and it's 'official business'—does that even make sense?!

And what does it mean to say his hair on the shoulder makes him look like a widower whose wife died?!

Who would curse themselves like that in the world?!

Chinu, both angry and anxious, his face full of reproach; Du Shanü, held by those hands and repeatedly nibbled at the corners of her lips, couldn't help laughing until she doubled over:

「...... Nonsense! If I didn't love you, how could I be so bewitched by you! 」

Besides, Chinu usually doesn't smile much, appearing stingy and gloomy.

Today he shows a slight change, truly full of charm......

Du Shanü kissed that close face and laughed:

「Don't make trouble, dear, or else your little dear will also have to make trouble. 」

Since morning sickness, Du Shanü's unborn child has constantly made its presence impossible to ignore.

This child occasionally gets a whim, wanting things, wanting to do things, and also wanting to drink a few sips of milk......

But milk, once drawn, can't be stored long, nor drunk raw; it must be boiled before consumption.

This child seems somewhat domineering by nature; if it doesn't get what it wants, it will faintly act up.

Whether to speak or not, it's exactly like Chinu, who would kick up a fuss even without reason!

Thus now, Du Shanü fears that after the big fuss, the small one will start up again......

Although it's a happy matter, it's also truly tiring.

Their gazes met, reflecting only each other's silhouettes in their pupils.

Chinu finally couldn't resist the captivating smile at Du Shanü's lips, gave a soft hum, and considered the matter settled:

「Hmph, I thought you'd been bewitched again by some nameless young lad...... Just now, who was that daring youth who came to show off before you? 」

Du Shanü, already smiling at him, upon hearing this, could barely hold back laughter——

What nonsense!

What nonsense!

Xuan Feixing never even glanced at her the whole time—how could you be jealous of him!

She even feels sorry for that young man!

Perhaps it's because, in front of her beloved, Du Shanü never hides her feelings, making her expression all too obvious.

Chinu gave a full ten-out-of-ten look, then let out another cold snort; seeing Du Shanü shift her gaze away from him, he instantly, without realizing, swept all his black hair to the front again and even casually tied it into a simple braid.

Hmph, Wife Master, don't you still get it? Outside there are plenty of shameless licentious men and lascivious males.

They always look good on the surface, but who knows what dark thoughts they hide in their hearts!

You see, that young gentleman earlier seemed honest, but who knows—he might have deliberately harbored intentions to loiter before you, eager to lure you away...

The more she spoke, the more outrageous it became.

Du Shanü couldn't hold back, laughing wildly while trying to lean over to interrupt the other's speech.

But when she turned her face and saw Chinu's 'virtuous husband, good father' guise, she instantly couldn't hold back again, first crying out 'Ancestor!'

You're my heart and soul—who could have you going around seducing people—mm!!!

Du Shanü's following words were all blocked by a kiss.

Along with that kiss came a waft of milk fragrance from between their lips and tongues.

The milk was warm, hot, and sweetly thick, yet it could hardly mask the intoxicating sweet scent from the person beside them between their lips and tongues.

Du Shanü slightly closed her eyes, not knowing how many times she had begun to sigh—

Really, I'm done for.

Really, I'm done for.

The two shared several deep kisses, while Chinu patiently fed her milk mouthful by mouthful.

Until the bowl of milk was nearly empty, their breathing between them barely steadied.

Du Shanü brushed aside the stray hairs on her good slave slave's forehead, then smiled foolishly and said:

Now that we've kissed, drunk the milk, the little one should also be asleep...

Good slave slave, hurry up and tell me—what on earth did you encounter on this trip?

By the way, you caught the radiation child—why didn't it come with you to this place?

?? Shasha is Shasha, when cursing oneself, that too is done with all one's might.....