𝐂𝐡𝐮 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Mo Ran, where have you gone?

Our child will soon be seeing the light of day...

Mo Ran...

- her to pause.

A soft whimper left her lips as she sank into his touch.

"Mo Ran..."

Chu Wanning was too heated by the kiss to even acknowledge what he was talking about, her eyes half lidded and her lips slightly parted and kiss swollen following his ferocity.

She was about to comment before she felt his hand slowly rise and lock into place around the back of her neck, causing -

She grunted at his crass words, her eyebrows furrowing slightly as she went along with his kiss.

She didn't deny him access, welcoming it instead as she tugged him even closer to ask for his attention.

His attentiveness was appreciated, but Chu Wanning's hormones didn't allow her to fully appreciate it as she instead grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.

"Do me a favor and stop talking."

She purred against his lips after gently nipping them.

She didn't hesitate, moving over so that she sat in his lap. Chu Wanning was a bit unstable, given the new weight of the baby that was now growing in her belly, but she seemed to be getting used to it slowly as she adjusted herself.

She nodded slowly, still eyeing him from the corner of her eye.

Although she wanted to still be mad at him, something else was demanding his attention now.

Chu Wanning took the candy with an unintelligible grumble, unwrapping it carefully before popping it into her mouth.

She couldn't, however, stop from staring as he stripped, her ears slowly reddening at the thoughts that steamed her brain.

After all... It had been months since...

Her eyes shine with interest at the promise of sweets as her expression slowly softened with intrigue, before she huffed and crossed her arms.

"... Yes. But don't consider yourself off the hook."

It was so difficult to stay mad at him with his smile being so bright, but Chu Wanning was determined to try as she 'hmph'ed.

"Yet you still worried me."

She chastised, turning her head away from him.

"Flattery will get you nowhere."

"Hmph. Make it up to me, and maybe I will."

She huffed, crossing her arms over her (significantly rounder) belly as she turned her head away in a pointed gesture following his kiss.

"You could have at least told me where you were going."

"You went without telling me? What if you died, hah? What would I do without you? Without knowing where you are? What would I have done then, hah??"

She hissed, growing angry and growly like a pissed off cat as she huffed at him.

"I'm having your baby, least you could do is not worry me!!"

"You-!"

She was startled by his sudden appearance, arching like a frightened cat.

"You scared me! Where did you go!?"

Explain.

@weiyulover.bsky.social

Impatiently waiting for her husband and father of her child to return.

This baby is going to be the death of me if it keeps moving like this...

Looks like it has its father's energy.

#2ha #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #art

//take care of yourself first and foremost, darling. You can't write on empty energy.

No.

You will be.

Now stop this nonsense and fix the sheets.

*Chu Wanning said nothing as she waddled over and plopped herself onto her husband's lap, leaning into his touch.*

This is your fault.

*She huffs, looking away from him with her ears tinting pink.*

Where do you think...?

I'm sore.

Come here.

Mn. I'm here.

Her expression softened as Mo Ran spoke to the child that was now growing in her womb, her phoenix eyes gazing upon the both of them ever so fondly.

Stroking her love's hair, she almost even smiled a bit at his antics.

"We'll only know once they're out, Mo Ran."

"Get closer, and don't mess around." Chu Wanning chastised softly, positioning herself and Mo Ran so he could comfortably rest his head on her belly.

Her expression softened as her fingers threaded through his hair, touching her slightly rounded stomach.

Her lips curled into a firm pout as she mustered up what strength she had to form a hand seal to begin the spell she needed to heal him.

I'm right here.

Don't use such language.

What are you pouting for?