Chapter 2869: Why Does My Wife Follow Me Every Day? 30

"Didn't you say you were sleeping at home?" Jin Chen asked.

Yun Jian pressed his lips together and whispered, "... I can't sleep."

"So you followed me here?"

Yun Jian fell silent, head lowered, fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of his clothes.

Seeing him like that, Jin Chen's anger dissipated; he pulled Yun Jian into his embrace, placed his palm on the back of his neck, and gently rubbed.

"You're that worried about me?" Jin Chen asked, his voice dropping.

Yun Jian buried his face in Jin Chen's chest, his fingertips restlessly slipping into Jin Chen's sleeve to rub his wrist, his tone stubborn: "I can't control it... I just want to watch you..."

"I know." Jin Chen lowered his head to kiss the top of his head, "But next time you're not allowed to do this. If you promised to rest at home, you must follow through."

Yun Jian nodded, but he might not have really taken it in.

"Come on," Jin Chen said, releasing him and taking his hand, "Shall we go inside?"

Yun Jian immediately shook his head, eyes full of resistance: "No... I don't want to go."

Yun Jian didn't even know what was wrong with himself; normally... he would have liked it, being able to touch Jin Chen's circle would mean getting even more entangled.

But now, no, it's been many days lately that he really doesn't want to see anyone besides Jin Chen.

"Then wait for me in the car?" Jin Chen said, "I'll finish up quickly, and then we'll go home together."

Yun Jian thought for a moment, then nodded this time.

Jin Chen took him to the parking lot, had him sit in the passenger seat, then took off his own coat and draped it over him.

"Wait here for me," Jin Chen said, brushing his fingers against his cheek, somewhat sternly, "Don't run off."

"Mm." Yun Jian pulled the coat tighter; it was full of Jin Chen's scent, which made him feel much more at ease.

Jin Chen returned to the Appraisal Center, lingered for another ten or so minutes, finished preparing the beans he wanted to take away, and left early.

——

Two days later in the evening, Tan Quan and Song Cun arrived.

They had come to ask Yun Jian for help; as soon as they entered the shop, Tan Quan greeted Jin Chen loudly.

The coffee shop had closed; Yun Jian sat in the single Sofa beside Jin Chen, wrapped in Jin Chen's cardigan, his complexion a bit better than a few days ago, his spirit listless, and he didn't speak much.

Having seen Yun Jian before at the underground venue, Tan Quan found it hard to get used to his current appearance, tilting his head and staring for a long while; Yun Jian grew annoyed, lifted his eyes slightly, glanced over, and spoke softly.

"Don't you want your eyes anymore?"

Tan Quan was so startled he hiccuped, ducked behind Song Cun, and whispered a few words into Song Cun's ear.

Song Cun was also frightened again.

His gaze darted over Yun Jian: "Mr. Yun, your complexion doesn't seem very good?"

"Have you been overly tired lately? Is the flower shop business busy?"

Yun Jian deflected: "I'm fine."

Song Cun jabbed Tan Quan with his elbow; Tan Quan immediately stood up, "Jin Chen! I want to eat the fresh beans—take me to soak them!"

This was obviously an excuse to get rid of Jin Chen.

Jin Chen's eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at Song Cun, nodded, "Sure, just wait a moment."

He rose, patted the back of Yun Jian's hand, "I'll be back soon."

"It's right at the operating table, you can see it." Jin Chen soothed softly, pointing.

Only then did Yun Jian loosen his grip and nod.

Jin Chen began preparing coffee, but his ears stayed attuned to any movement in the Sofa area.

Song Cun waited until Jin Chen left, then redirected his gaze toward Yun Jian.

"Mr. Yun, you also know, as fellow Beastmen... Tan Quan is more sensitive to your changes."

"Lately, have you felt any... special changes in your body?"

Yun Jian lifted his eyes: "Changes? Well... I've been a bit tired, don't feel like eating."

"Any other feeling? Like... here?"

Song Cun's ears turned red as he pointed at Yun Jian's lower abdomen.

Yun Jian followed Song Cun's gaze, lowered his head, and stared blankly.

Until Jin Chen returned with the brewed coffee.

Song Cun didn't dare to offer help at that moment, so he just sat a while longer before getting up to take his leave.

Yun Jian remained seated in the Sofa in his original posture, head lowered, gazing at his own lower abdomen, his expression somewhat Dazed.

"Yun Jian?" Jin Chen walked over, crouched in front of him, took his cool hand, "What's wrong? What did Song Cun say to you?"

Yun Jian slowly lifted his head, looking toward Jin Chen.

"Special changes..."

His hand covered his lower abdomen.

A strange, full, slightly warm feeling, along with an increasingly strong urge to nest, to be enveloped by Jin Chen's scent, to cling tightly to him and not let go...

Vague, frenzied thoughts, like poisonous shoots breaking through the soil in a dark night.

Only female rabbits experience false pregnancy, but he is not one.

Yun Jian recalled that, back in the underground venue, he had heard the guards or customers chatting about certain rare breeds.

But... if...

What if that were really the case?

If his body truly retained something... a special gene.

Yun Jian's breathing grew slightly hurried, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, a Distorted darkness mixed with a thrill of extreme excitement and satisfaction.

If he truly had a baby... Jin Chen's Bao Bao.

Once this thought appeared, it brought a suffocating pleasure.

Then, Jin Chen would never leave him, right?

He would stay by his side forever because of this Bao Bao, caring for him, accompanying him, loving him.

This is the tightest bond between them.

It is the unique chip that can completely lock Jin Chen down for him.

Even if……

Even if this Bao Bao might not exist, or might not be as he understands…… so what? As long as Jin Chen believes, it's enough.

These thoughts were like a shot of adrenaline, injected into Yun Jian's panicked and uneasy soul, stirring his blood into an excited reverse flow.

He no longer felt nausea and fatigue as torment, but instead regarded them as sacred signs.

Jin Chen's…… Bao Bao.

His chip.

His…… chain.

Yun Jian shook his head at Jin Chen, his eyes gentle, "I'm fine, I'm good."

"Jin Chen," he whispered, his finger lightly pressing on his own belly, "I here…… feel like something is there."

Jin Chen's heartbeat skipped a beat.

He held Yun Jian's hand and asked softly, "What is it?"

Yun Jian pulled Jin Chen's hand and pressed it against his own soft belly.

"Here," Yun Jian said, his narrow eyes slightly curved, barely containing his excitement, "our Bao Bao."

Jin Chen: ……

He looked at Yun Jian, at those eyes filled with genuine sincerity and joy.

Yun Jian truly believed there was a Bao Bao in his belly.

But Jin Chen knew this was not a physiological pregnancy.

This was a psychological confusion brought on by the beastman's false pregnancy.

But Jin Chen still couldn't refute it.

He slowly tightened his arms, his voice hoarse, "Mm, ours."

"You cannot leave me," Yun Jian said, moving in to kiss him, whispering between kisses, his fingers tightly gripping Jin Chen's collar, "Never…… I have a Bao Bao, you must take responsibility……"