Lin Mubai's kiss wasn't fierce; it was gentle, with a hint of tenderness, probably because he was considerate of his pregnant wife, so An Nan didn't find it too overwhelming, and even felt a slight flutter in her heart.
When Lin Mubai let go of the person in his arms, both of their cheeks were unnaturally flushed. Lin Mubai buried his head in her neck and didn't want to lift it for a long time, while An Nan continuously heard his deep, hoarse voice in her ears.
"Wife, after the baby is born, you have to make it up to me."
"Wife, I miss you so much, I really, really miss you."
"Wife, your lips are so sweet, I really can't bear to let go."
"Wife, the scent of your body is so good, I just want to swallow you whole."
"Wife..."
Each flattering word kept entering her ears, making An Nan's cheeks redder and redder, until she simply chose to pretend not to hear, just listening silently, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.
