I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 171 - Bad Rules
Chapter 171: Chapter 171 Bad Rules
Chapter 171 -171 Bad Rules
Naonao tiptoed into the room, passing through the outer hall and into the inner sanctum, where upon entering, he was greeted by a familiar fragrance, the scent of his mother.
His eyes sparkled with excitement as he ran with small steps to the large bed; he was just tall enough to reach the edge. He jumped up, clung to the bedsheet, and saw his mother sleeping in a man’s arms.
Naonao’s gaze met the man’s, and he was startled by those Silver Eyes. It seemed the man had been aware of his approach all along but made no move to act. Now, he simply locked eyes with Naonao, as if to ensure the child wouldn’t make any noise.
The task proved to be harder than expected.
Naonao furrowed his tiny brows, his little face all seriousness. He mumbled to himself, attempting to climb onto the bed like an inchworm, but the next second, the man lifted an arm and pushed him off with his hand.
‘Thump—’
Naonao landed on his bottom, taking a solid fall.
Because Qiao Suisui loved to walk barefoot, Leberli had ordered that both the inner and outer halls be covered with soft carpets, so Naonao didn’t feel any pain when he hit the floor. He scratched his backside and got up on his own, his large eyes full of confusion.
He’d never seen this uncle before.
“Zong Fang, what’s that noise…” Qiao Suisui was a light sleeper and was awakened by the sound. She rubbed her eyes and tried to sit up but was pulled back by the man beside her and enclosed in his arms.
Zong Fang gently patted her back and kissed her forehead, whispering, “It’s nothing, just a little cat passing by outside.”
He massaged the back of her neck until he felt her gradually relax and slowly drift back to sleep. Zong Fang glanced at the little tyke observing from the shadows by the bed, wary of him disturbing her sleep again, so he gently and slowly stood up.
He picked up Naonao with one hand. The little guy, sensing no danger or hostility, compliantly perched on the man’s shoulder and allowed himself to be carried out of the room.
Upon opening the door, Zong Fang wasn’t surprised to see two men in the hallway, one standing down the corridor smoking, the other sitting listlessly by the door.
When Naonao spotted Ruka, it was as if he suddenly had backup. He wriggled free from Zong Fang and ran toward Ruka, shouting, “Father, mother’s asleep, and he won’t let me get close to her.”
Ruka saw his son coming, immediately extinguished his cigarette, and Naonao hid behind his legs, stealing glances at Zong Fang.
“What can’t wait until tomorrow?” Zong Fang contained the chill around him, mindful of the child’s presence. “She’s been having trouble sleeping these nights; is it necessary to do it this way?”
Naonao couldn’t understand, but the two men knew exactly what was going on.
There was no change in Ruka’s expression as he naturally cupped his hands over Naonao’s ears and then indifferently said, “Since you know she’s not sleeping well, you shouldn’t be in there.”
Leberli leaned against the door, his gaze icy as he looked at Zong Fang and said, “You’ve broken the rules. Tonight it was supposed to be me who stayed with her.”
Zong Fang scoffed at the notion, a dismissive smile on his face, his arm casually propped against the door frame, his shirt loosely fastened with just two buttons, hinting at his muscular chest.
“Upset? Then why don’t you go in and tell her directly?”
Rage, jealousy, resentment, and bitterness surged up all at once in Leberli’s heart. He forcefully stood up and grabbed Zong Fang by the collar, only to be quietly restrained by Ruka.
“Don’t get physical.”
Ruka covered Naonao’s eyes, picked him up, and said to Zong Fang, “Regardless of what you thought before or now, if you don’t want her caught in the middle and troubled, I advise you to respect the rules.” After speaking, he carried Naonao, whose large eyes were filled with bewilderment, back to where they came from.
Leberli slowly loosened his grip on the collar, his eyes cutting like knives. Zong Fang stood his ground without fear but ultimately conceded a step.
Before leaving, he told Leberli, “Clean yourself up; she doesn’t like the smell of alcohol.”
…
When Qiao Suisui awoke, she found the person beside her gone. She touched the now-cold bedsheets and turned over to find no signs of Zong Fang in the room. She hugged her pillow and stared blankly, clearly not fully awake yet.
Footsteps approached, and she popped her head out from a pile of pillows to see Leberli, who had cleaned up and now stood before her. His hair was meticulously combed, showing no trace of last night’s disarray, only the dark circles under his eyes betraying his condition.
“Awake?” His voice was soft as he walked to the bedside and handed her a cup of warm water, “Honey water, it’s not too sweet.”
Qiao Suisui took it, sat up, and sipped slowly while sizing him up. “What do you want to talk about?”
Leberli knelt before her, his eyes bloodshot. He bowed his head slightly and said, “I was wrong.”
Qiao Suisui passed the empty cup back into his hands and asked, “What did you do wrong?”
Leberli paused for a moment before saying, “I shouldn’t have coerced you.”
“What else?”
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He looked up, puzzled, as if to ask what else he had done wrong, but after hesitating and thinking, he tentatively asked, “Shouldn’t have killed those four from BLACK?”
Qiao Suisui frowned, as she was unaware of this matter. She cleared her throat and continued, “What else?”
Leberli was becoming a little impatient. His hand restlessly stroked her calf as he asked, “What else is there? Can you teach me, please?”
Qiao Suisui said, “The one thing you shouldn’t have done was to deceive both sides. Ruka has no idea about the ritual you planned to have with me, right?”
Leberli froze. “Did he tell you?”
“He didn’t say a word.”
Qiao Suisui had realized something was off the day after Leberli’s proposal, when she met with Ruka at the Imperial Court, and he didn’t mention anything about the ritual. Knowing him as she did, she knew Ruka was tolerant and focused on the bigger picture, but he would not neglect to even ask about a matter of coupling.
Fearful of her anger, Leberli knelt on the carpet and hugged her, explaining somewhat frantically, “I was too impatient, Suisui. I understand now, and I promise there won’t be a next time.”
Qiao Suisui let him hold her, and after a long moment, she sighed and said, “Ash, you don’t have to compete with anyone. You will always be the father of my child.”
Leberli looked up at her, his eyes already red-rimmed.
“I’m afraid he will steal away your spirit. I’m afraid you will pay less and less attention to me.”
“How could I?” She smiled and ran her fingertip behind his ear, his most sensitive spot. “What you have, they do not possess.”
Leberli kissed her absentmindedly, taking her hand to his head, guiding her to stroke his deer antlers.
“Suisui, don’t shut me out in the future, okay?”
He watched the person in his embrace, who just smiled without answering. The twinkling in her eyes was sly as she bent them into a smile. He pressed a fierce kiss on her, his heart that had been in turmoil now inexplicably at ease after holding her.
Leberli knew he had upset her this time, so he made every effort to please and take care of her in bed. After their intimacy, Qiao Suisui went to breakfast feeling refreshed, while he had to deal with his own pent-up desires first.
Qiao Suisui’s belly was beginning to show. Because the System had specially reminded her that not using the Fertility Bag could improve the spirit level of the offspring, her belly was now slightly rounded, and her breasts had grown two sizes due to pregnancy changes. Her skin, which was already good, was now radiant, and the recent fullness added much to her soft and seductive beauty.
Ever since becoming pregnant this time, she had felt a bit heavy and lazy, disinclined to move. Except for being sleepy, she had no other symptoms in previous pregnancies, but this time, she had a particular craving for sour things.
That day, Qiao Suisui was having breakfast with a few men. Carl, seeing her listless, stealthily passed her a small cup of sour yogurt from under the table that he had just taken out of the fridge.
Qiao Suisui smiled at Carl and then, while Zong Fang and Ruka were not paying attention, she secretly downed it in one gulp.
As a result, she started to feel nauseous that same day, dry heaving every five or six minutes.