I'm a Mother!? ✓

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Lin Qingqing gulped nervously and looked at him stiffly. He laid his head on his arm and smiled at her. He seemed to be in a good mood. In the hazy glow, his smile seemed to add another layer of soft light.

However, there was a sharpness in his eyes that could see people clearly, as if he could see through the depths of their hearts.

Lin Qingqing avoided his gaze. She didn't dare to look at him.

Like? Did she really like Yi Zeyan?

She remembered that he didn't want her to give up on music so he prepared a studio for her. He also made a necklace especially for her in order to please her but she broke it.

He treated her so well that it was impossible for her not to have feelings at all.

Indeed, she had feelings for him. As to what those feelings were, perhaps... She respected him.

As for like...... She was ... unsure. To her, he was a very distant person. He was like a bright star in the sky and even she wondered why she would marry a man like him.

He was so excellent that no matter how modest and friendly he was, his fierce and forceful temperament could not be concealed.

In the face of this man, in the light of his eyes, she was too nervous to respect him subconsciously.

Meanwhile, as Lin Qingqing waged a war with her thoughts, Yi Zeyan was in an internal battle of his own. He didn't really expect that she would like him. Maybe she said it just to appease Xiao Yuan. Besides, he had never so much as demanded her to like him. So when he saw her hanging her head down for half a day without talking, he was afraid he had frightened her and he said: "Forget it. Don't answer if you don't want to."

He spoke calmly, as if he had just asked casually.

His statement quelled the raging war inside Lin Qingqing and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced down at the deeply asleep Xiao Yuan and she felt that there was no need to stay here any longer.

"I ... I'll go back to my room first."

But before she could turn around and slip away, he retorted: "Stay here tonight."

Lin Qingqing: "......"

His voice was a bit urgent, but it was not a question. It didn't seem to be discussing with her. His tone was firm.

Lin Qingqing turned to look, but his eyes on her shifted subconsciously: "Xiao Yuan wants his parents to sleep with him. He'll be disappointed if he doesn't see you when he wakes up."

She looked down at her son's sleeping face. She suddenly remembered that he said that other children's parents slept together.

He also said that he wanted his mother to be close to his father, because other children's parents were so close.

Did she even want to sleep with Yi Zeyan?

But she and Yi Zeyan were husband and wife, weren't they? It didn't seem to be a big problem for her to sleep in his room, right? What's more, there was still Xiao Yuan here.

Sleep. She should just sleep here. It wasn't a big deal.

Lin Qingqing thought for a moment once more and finally nodded.

However, she did not see that when she nodded, Yi Zeyan finally slowly loosened the quilt that he had gripped tight. His expression was still calm, as if it was no big deal for her to sleep here.

"It's getting late. Go to bed early." He said softly.

In response, she pulled back the quilt and got into the bed. At first she found it very strange embarrassing when she laid down.

But, leaning against the child and smelling the milk fragrance on him, she relaxed quickly.

She clung to Xiao Yuan and pulled over the quilt to cover half of her face. At the same time, Yi Zeyan turned off the TV and pressed the light switch. The room instantly fell into darkness.

Despite being separated by Xiao Yuan in between and his position a little farther away from her, Yi Zeyan's sense of being was still so strong. It was made even more pronounced in the silent darkness. Thus, it was difficult for Lin Qingqing to ignore.

Once more, Lin Qingqing's traitorous thoughts plagued her, but she stubbornly kept urging herself to sleep. Apparently it worked because before she knew it, she fell asleep.

Dazedly, she felt as if she was lying in a warm embrace; her back to a person, against his tight chest, and his arm wound around her waist.

She thought she was dreaming. She blinked her eyes blearily then closed them once more, but the embrace did not disappear.

Slowly, she opened them one last time until the consciousness completely returned to her and she found that she was really lying in a strong and warm embrace.

It was still dark at the moment, but light was slowly creeping outside the window, so the room was not particularly dark.

She remembered that she slept with Xiao Yuan in Yi Zeyan's room last night, so was the person holding her Yi Zeyan?

How did she sleep in his arms?

The two were so close that she could feel the slightly hot temperature on him, while his breath caressed her head.

Her nose was enveloped full of his scent, fresh and pleasant, a little like the scent of camellia.

Lin Qingqing's body soon stiffened. She did not dare to move.

Inexplicably, he ... How could he have hugged her to sleep?

What should she do now? He seemed to have fallen asleep.

Lin Qingqing bit her lip and was at a loss at the moment. Her heart rate began to accelerate. She would like to take advantage of his sleep to get away ah! What would she do in case he woke up and got embarrassed?

Once again, her thoughts were in disarray for quite probably the millionth time that night. Did she fall asleep, sleepwalk and then sneak into his arms? Or did he come to her and hold her? But how can that be? She slept on the other side!

Did he take the initiative to hug her?

The more Lin Qingqing thought about it, the faster her heart beat, and the hotter her cheeks burned. She was, at the moment, feeling conflicted. She was a little afraid that he would feel awkward when he woke up with her in his arms, but she couldn't bear to part with the feeling of being held by him.

She felt shameful. Absolutely shameful.

Still, his body was really strong and lying in his arms made her feel at ease.

Overwhelmed. She was oh so overwhelmed, and her heart was pounding so loudly that she was afraid to wake him up. So she tried to move carefully out of his arms. She wanted to sit up. However, his arm, which she had worked so hard to pull down, suddenly came up.

He hugged her waist while his strong chest clung to her back. His warmth and his strong masculinity enveloped herself for a moment.

Then his lips drew to her ears, and his slightly hoarse voice whispered in her ear——

"Where are you going?"

Lin Qingqing: "......"

A/N: Credits to the rightful owner.