Transmigrating into a novel as a supporting female character: all for the sake of seducing the secon

Ji Yan responded softly and led her towards the bedroom.

He lay down on his side, pulling Ning Yi into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his breathing gradually becoming softer.

Ning Yi was nestled in his warm embrace, the faint scent of soap on his pajamas brushing against her nose, listening to the steady heartbeat in his chest.

Ning Yi knew he was truly exhausted. Even the arms around her loosened slightly, and his breathing changed from light and shallow to deep and slow, with a weary warmth falling on her hair.

She dared not move, afraid of disturbing his sleep, and quietly raised her hand, gently placing her fingertips on his arm, rubbing it lightly as if to soothe him.

The rain outside the window hadn't stopped, pattering against the glass, and the room was so quiet that only the two of them could hear each other breathing.

Half an hour later, the phone alarm clock on the bedside table vibrated gently. Ning Yi was about to get up when Ji Yan tightened his arms around her.

He didn't open his eyes, his voice hoarse from just waking up, as he murmured while nuzzling the top of her head, "Wait five more minutes."

Ning Yi's heart softened even more. She raised her hand and gently patted his back, her voice as soft as cotton: "No need to wait. You get some sleep. I can go back by myself."

"You haven't been getting enough rest these past few days. You need to get some more sleep to feel refreshed. The apartment is very close to the school, so don't worry."

Ji Yan didn't let up. His eyelashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes, but his arms held her even tighter: "No, I promised to give it to you."

He propped himself up and sat up, a button undone on his pajama collar, revealing his well-defined collarbone. His voice was still hoarse but exceptionally firm: "Wait two minutes, I'll be done soon."

Ning Yi wanted to persuade him further, but Ji Yan had already lifted the covers and gotten out of bed.

Ji Yan was quick; she changed her clothes in less than two minutes, even casually tucking her hair back.

He picked up Ningyi's bag, then grabbed a light jacket hanging in the entryway and draped it over her shoulders without a word: "It's chilly at night."

Ning Yi looked at the lingering sleepiness in his eyes and wanted to say something more, but Ji Yan led her towards the door. The elevator lights were dazzling, and his fingertips were still slightly cool from waking up, but he held her hand tightly without letting go.

As the elevator slowly descended, Ning Yi touched Ji Yan's dark circles under his eyes with her fingertips and sighed softly, "I knew I shouldn't have agreed to lie down with you. Look how sleepy you are."

Ji Yan turned his head to look at her, his thumb brushing against the back of her hand, his voice still hoarse with weariness: "It was worth it, I hugged you for an extra half hour."

As the car drove out of the underground parking garage, fine streaks of rain still clung to the car windows.

Ji Yan gripped the steering wheel with one hand, glanced at Ning Yi who was fastening her seatbelt in the passenger seat, and said in a clearer voice than before, "I'll pick you up from school tomorrow after your classes."

Ning Yi nodded: "Okay, I'll send you a message then."

The car came to a steady stop in front of the school. The windshield wipers had stopped, and fine raindrops still clung to the windows.

Ji Yan took a spare umbrella out of the drawer: "It's still raining outside, take this umbrella."

Ning Yi took the umbrella, and just as her fingertips touched the handle, Ji Yan gently pulled her wrist. He leaned in and kissed her lips.

Ji Yan didn't linger: "Go inside quickly."

Ning Yi smiled and said, "Okay, go back and catch up on your sleep."

Ning Yi got out of the car with her umbrella. When she reached the school gate, she looked back and could still see the people in the car looking in her direction until she waved and walked into the school gate.

The black sedan slowly turned around and disappeared into the rain.

……

On the other hand, Yunxia didn't eat much during the meal; after experiencing morning sickness once, she completely lost her appetite.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Yunxia asked.

Zhou Chiye noticed that her expression was a little off: "Hey, did you eat something wrong? How can I leave looking like this?"

Yunxia leaned back on the sofa and shook her head weakly: "Don't worry, I won't die."

Zhou Chiye didn't argue with her. He turned and went into the kitchen. A moment later, a glass clinked softly against the table, and a glass of warm lemonade was placed in front of her.

Zhou Chiye: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yunxia took the lemon water he handed her: "I had morning sickness while eating earlier."

He instantly squatted down in front of Yunxia, ​​his gaze fixed on her lower abdomen, his voice more urgent than usual: "Why didn't you say so sooner? Were you vomiting badly?"

Yunxia was taken aback by his commotion. She pinched the cup between her fingers and whispered, "I just gagged a few times, but I didn't throw up. I feel much better now."

Zhou Chiye didn't relax: "Smelling a light scent can relieve morning sickness. There are fresh lemons in the kitchen. I'll cut some more slices and soak them in water. Drink a few more sips later."

As Zhou Chiye was about to get up, Yunxia gently pulled his wrist: "No need, this cup is enough."

He stopped and looked back at her, seeing that Yunxia had lowered her eyes and let go of his hand.

Zhou Chiye slowly sat back down next to her, his gaze falling on her hand gripping the cup, and his voice softened: "From now on, you can tell me what you want to eat and what you don't want to smell."

“I heard that pregnant women’s tastes change quickly and they can’t stand strong smells. I can learn to eat whatever you want and buy it for you. I can’t let you suffer.”

Yunxia looked up at Zhou Chiye, who had a serious expression on his face. She suddenly felt a little dazed. He really seemed like the father of her child, her... husband.

Yunxia tightened her grip on the water glass and only whispered, "Mmm."

After a while, Zhou Chiye prepared to get up and leave, because Yunxia had never allowed him to stay at her house.

"Wait!" Yunxia suddenly called out.

Zhou Chiye turned to look at her: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yunxia pursed her lips, looking somewhat embarrassed: "It's too late, and it's raining outside. I saw in the weather forecast that it will continue to rain tomorrow, which will delay you from buying me breakfast. So you can stay tonight."

Zhou Chiye seemed not to have heard clearly. His Adam's apple bobbed before he turned around, his astonishment almost overflowing.

He stared at Yunxia, ​​his voice filled with surprise: "You mean I can stay?"

Yunxia turned her face away: "You sleep in the other room."

Zhou Chiye's tone still carried a hint of disbelief and excitement: "Okay, I'll sleep in the guest room, I promise I won't disturb you."

He didn't rush to move, his gaze falling on Yunxia's downturned profile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

In the past, she would always kick him out whenever he wanted to stay a little longer, but this time she took the initiative to let him stay, even if it was just to sleep in the guest room, she was happy.

Yunxia took a sip of water: "The guest rooms are usually unoccupied and haven't been cleaned. Go and tidy them up yourself."

The smile in Zhou Chiye's eyes widened instantly: "Okay, I'll go right away."