Seeing how soundly Elysia was sleeping, it should have been deep into the night...
But just as Xu Qi was preparing to go back to sleep, he saw Mei's eyelashes tremble slightly. He raised a brow and glanced at the wall clock—it was ten.
Elysia might really have been asleep, but Mei was another matter.
Xu Qi reached out and pulled Mei closer.
Yep, she was still pretending to sleep.
Aside from covering her already-swollen belly, her maternity clothes also kept her chest from being constricted too tightly.
Their loose fit made it easy for Xu Qi to slip his hand inside.
Those already ample fruits seemed to have grown a little larger after several months of rest. They were no longer merely catching up to Sister Nya and the others—they were already evenly matched.
He had noticed it when he was sizing them up earlier, but now that he was holding them in his hand, the feeling was even more real.
And unlike Sister Nya and the others' pure softness, there was an obvious difference in texture here...
To put it somewhat embarrassingly...
That was what happened when there was milk.
Mei's breathing began to quicken, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
Like Elysia, Mei was lying on her side. Pregnant women were best off not sleeping flat on their backs. Earlier, she had been curled up in Xu Qi's arms with her back facing him.
Xu Qi didn't dare move too much, so he could only kiss the back of Mei's neck several times.
Her familiar fragrance immediately stirred a reaction in him.
He gently enclosed Mei's ear between his lips and teased her.
"Are you really not getting up?"
Seeing that she could no longer keep pretending, Mei opened her eyes with feigned displeasure and said coyly, "I'm