Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

The candlelight flickered inside the gauze curtain, casting a soft arc of light on Shangguan Haomu's bulging belly.

Su Yue rubbed the rose-scented pregnancy oil in her palm and carefully covered the taut skin.

The belly of a woman who is more than four months pregnant with twins is already as big as that of a woman who is six months pregnant, and the round curve looks like two little moons.

"Is it cold?" she asked softly, circling her fingertips around her belly button.

Shangguan Haomu shook his head, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking his belly.

In the candlelight, a few light blue blood vessels can be seen, faintly visible under the thin skin.

Su Yue suddenly remembered the complaints of her colleagues in modern times - stretch marks looked like cracked watermelon rinds.

But the body in front of me was still as smooth as jade, only the waistline seemed a little heavy because of the weight of the twins.

"What are you thinking about?" Shangguan Haomu suddenly spoke, his voice lower than usual.

Only then did Su Yue realize that her hand had been suspended in mid-air for a long time.

She smiled and continued massaging. "I was thinking how amazing the men of Mingxi Country are. They don't even leave any marks after giving birth."

"It's just a special physique." Shangguan Haomu chuckled and grabbed her wrist, pressing her palm against a certain part of her belly, "Here, I kicked you just now."

Sure enough, Su Yue felt a slight vibration, like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

She suddenly felt fortunate that it was a man who gave birth here - according to the rules of her original world, her belly would have been bloated to the point of being bloated if she had given birth to seven children.

As soon as this thought came to my mind, I laughed out loud.

"Are you distracted again?" Shangguan Haomu helplessly gathered her scattered hair.

Ever since she got pregnant, there was always a hint of fatigue between his brows, but he loved to smile more than before.

The aroma of oil lingered in the warm room.

Su Yue noticed that Shangguan Haomu's collarbone was more prominent than half a month ago, and the joints of his wrist were so distinct that it was heartbreaking.

The burden of having twins is obviously heavier than imagined, especially for the eldest brother who always takes all the responsibility on his shoulders.

"Mu," she suddenly held his face, "is it very hard?"

The candlelight flickered in Shangguan Haomu's eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly took Su Yue's hand and pressed it against his chest: "It's full here." He then guided the hand to slide to his abdomen, "It's full here too."

Su Yue suddenly understood what he meant.

Ever since she was diagnosed with twins, Shangguan Haomu has been like a mother goose protecting her cubs. Not only does she worry about her own pregnancy, she also has to keep an eye on Shangguan Haochen to make sure he doesn't get into trouble.

The boy stole some iced plums the day before yesterday and was scolded by him until he burst into tears.

"We're watching over Achen." Su Yue smoothed the wrinkles between his brows with her fingertips. "Your most important task now is..."

"What is it?" Shangguan Haomu suddenly approached, his warm breath brushing her earlobe.

Su Yue's ears were burning from this sudden attack: "Yes... take good care of the baby..."

"That's not right." Shangguan Haomu's lips were almost touching her neck. "Yuer, think about it again."

The candle flame popped.

Only then did Su Yue realize that the massage oil had already reached the other person's waist, and the muscles under her palms were tense and warm.

She suddenly realized that the eyes of her usually steady husband now flashed with a cunning that she had not seen for a long time.

"Wait..." Su Yue suddenly pressed his shoulders, "You are now..."

Shangguan Haomu had already slowly laid down under her force, his movements as careful as if he was handling fragile porcelain.

The four-month pregnant belly is still noticeable even when lying down, like a small hill.

He took Su Yue's hand and covered it: "Ah Xuan said... just be careful and it will be fine."

Su Yue's fingertips lingered on the arc, and suddenly touched a hard lump - the outline of a child.

They both held their breath at the same time, as if afraid of disturbing this magical mark of life.

"They're very lively today." Shangguan Haomu's voice was hoarse, "Especially...um...the one on the right."

As if to confirm his words, a small lump suddenly appeared on the right side of his abdomen.

Su Yue pressed it lightly in surprise, and the place immediately shrank back and formed a new arc next to it.

This wonderful interaction made her eyes warm, and she leaned over and placed a light kiss on that spot.

Shangguan Haomu suddenly groaned.

Su Yue looked up in panic, only to see redness in the corners of his eyes and his fingers digging deep into the quilt: "Yuer...don't..."

The moonlight shines through the gauze curtains, casting a hazy glow on the scene.

Only then did Su Yue realize that his nightgown had already spread out, revealing a large area of ​​honey-colored chest - thinner than before pregnancy, but glowing with a strange glow because he was about to become a father.

"Didn't Xuan say that?" Su Yue suddenly said, twisting his scattered hair with her fingers, "that after four months... if you're careful..."

Shangguan Haomu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly turned over and held her under him.

This movement, which should have been strong, became unusually slow because of the consideration for the abdomen, and it seemed to be a bit cautious.

Su Yue could feel that he was deliberately using his knees to support his weight, and his pregnant belly just lightly brushed against her lower abdomen.

"Yuer knows a lot." He chuckled, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier.

Su Yue reached out and traced his increasingly deep eyebrows and eyes.

Ever since she got pregnant, Shangguan Haomu's youthfulness gradually settled into a more mellow gentleness, and only when he was emotional would he reveal his former sharpness.

The bed curtains had been drawn down at some point, and the candlelight shone through the gauze curtains, turning into an ambiguous orange-red.

When Shangguan Haomu's kiss landed on her collarbone, Su Yue suddenly remembered something and gently pushed him: "Move to the side...don't press on me..."

He changed his position obediently, but it made him stick even closer to her.

The pregnant belly was pressed between the two of them, and the wonderful touch made Su Yue unable to help but touch it again.

Shangguan Haomu suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the pillow, his eyes surging with rage: "Yuer, if you move again..."

The second half of the sentence turned into a muffled groan.

Su Yue bent her knees maliciously and immediately felt his muscles tense as iron.

The two of them competed silently, but both carefully avoided the bulge.

When the sound of the night watchman came from afar, Shangguan Haomu was wrapping Su Yue tightly with a brocade quilt.

The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat, but his eyes were clearer than ever.

His pregnant belly was slightly hardened due to the excitement just now. He subconsciously stroked it to comfort it, but saw Su Yue also reached out to cover him.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her fingertips lightly touching his slightly tense abdomen.

Shangguan Haomu grabbed that hand and kissed it. “They like it very much.” Then he guided her hand down a little, “Here too.”

Su Yue hit him with a red face, but he hugged her and the quilt into his arms.

Her pregnant belly pressed against her back, and she could feel the slight movement inside.

Shangguan Haomu rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice lazily filled with satisfaction: "Let Ah Chen move into the main courtyard tomorrow."

"Um?"

"It saves you from running back and forth." He squeezed her waist gently, "Anyway... I also..."

Su Yue turned around and covered his mouth, but touched the upturned corner of his lips.

The morning light had already penetrated the window screen, casting a golden edge on Shangguan Haomu's well-defined profile.

There was fatigue in his eyes, but also a kind of inexplicable satisfaction, like a traveler who finally saw an oasis after a long journey.

"Go to sleep." Su Yue patted his back gently, like coaxing a child, "I'll watch over you."

Shangguan Haomu suddenly opened his eyes: "Yuer, did I ever say..."

"What?"

"Thank you for choosing us." He placed his palm on the back of her hand and pressed it against her swollen belly. "Thank you for this family."

The morning light grew brighter, casting the overlapping figures of the two people on the bed curtains.

Outside the house, the early birdsong and the faint sound of footsteps could be heard - probably Mu Feng getting up to feed Ningning.

But none of that is relevant at this moment.

In this dim moment of morning light, there is only the beating of life under the palm of your hand and the blending of breaths.