Emily nodded blankly and said, "Yes, I'm full!"
Then, she heard the sound of the chair moving on the floor tiles. The tall figure opposite stood up.
Seeing that he was looking at herself with his eyes squinted, like a beast that locked its prey in the forest, her heart trembled and she kept licking her lips. "Simon, what are you going to do?"
"You've been full. Now, it's my turn!" Simon extended his hands towards her.
Emily immediately wanted to move back to hide, but she forgot that she was sitting in the chair and couldn't escape. In such a short few seconds, she had been held in his arms.
He had just gotten satisfied last night, but he still wanted to do it after the business trip...
"It's really horrible!"
Emily gnashed her teeth and punched him on the shoulder. "Simon, I am pregnant!"
"I am a doctor!" Simon raised his eyebrows.
"..." Emily frowned. She didn't understand what he meant by those words.
Simon walked from the dining room to the bedroom quickly, put her on the soft bed, and covered her with his whole body. The arc of his thin lips was too mischievous. "As a doctor, I'm very responsible to tell you that a pregnant woman should do some physical exercise!"
"..." Emily was at a loss for words.
The clothes on her body were torn apart, and her jeans had been thrown on the end of the bed. Her eyes were on the chest under his open shirt, which was entangled with muscles. He was approaching her with a burning hot breath...
She was flipped over like a flatbread by him and then she heard the sound of aluminum foil bag torn open.
Her hand grabbed the sheet, and her voice was all shattered.
She was depressed. Who was indeed the one that didn't know how to restrain?
• • •
Friday came in the blink of an eye, and it was already dusk outside the window.
The TV in the living room was a little noisy, and the air seemed to be filled with the warm aroma of rice. Simon made pigeon soup tonight, which was particularly fragrant.
When Emily came out of the bathroom, she saw Simon picking up the coat on the arm of the sofa that was put there when he came back. She shook off the water drops on the back of her hands. "Simon are you going out?"
Simon nodded and held his phone in his right hand. "Yes, I just received a call from the hospital. There is a patient who needs operation!"
Emily looked at the watch on the wall. It was already past eight o'clock. She said, "Oh, then it should be very late for you to come back!"
For the uniqueness of his profession, she had long been accustomed to it. Doctors would be called back by the hospital at any time. According to her experience, it should not be a simple operation at this time.
Simon put his coat on his arm, and there was a trace of evilness in the corners of his thin lips. "It's all right. I can sleep with you no matter how late I come back!"
Emily looked away and happened to fall into his scheming eyes. She was embarrassed by his words. She glared at him and said, "Simon, I am pregnant. Can you stop being a rogue all day?"
Since the first three month passed, he was like a monk who became secular again!
She was pregnant now, and there was a small life in her belly that grew every day...
"It's fetal education!"
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