Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 377 - 358: This Unforgettable Feeling

This is the first time Jin Jumo has completely exposed her feelings to Rong Mochen.

Although she never mentioned "love," the shock and emotion it brought Rong Mochen were no less.

Jin Jumo’s emotions are quite reserved, perhaps because of past abandonment, so her inner world is somewhat closed.

She fears expressing her feelings to others, afraid the honesty might lead to hurt, so she often doesn’t speak.

In this regard.

She and Rong Mochen are actually quite similar.

This time, if not afraid of disappointing Rong Mochen or causing misunderstanding, she thought she wouldn’t have said these things to him.

After saying those words, Jin Jumo felt tense, and her eyes hid cautious unease while gazing at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen didn’t speak; he merely extended a long arm, pulling her entire body into his embrace.

Jin Jumo held her breath, her eardrum near his heart, his heartbeat like an excited drumbeat thumping in her ears.

His arms held tight; his large hand clasping her arm even caused a faint ache.

But Jin Jumo didn’t make a sound, her body stiff for a moment before slowly relaxing.

Hanhan, seeing the two embracing again, sighed inwardly, realizing being a baby could be exhausting!

Hanhan retreated after succeeding, preparing to eat a peach as a reward for himself.

Little Fatty’s hand was just reaching for the peach when his eye caught Xixi running gleefully towards Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen.

Hanhan’s brows twitched twice, feeling incredibly tired.

Just before Xixi was about to pounce, he hastily grabbed Xixi’s little arm.

Xixi stopped in her tracks, looking at Hanhan perplexedly.

"Didn’t you say the grapes are sweet? I want to try them too," Hanhan said earnestly.

Xixi looked at Hanhan as if she did not recognize him, "Brother, but you don’t like sweet things the most."

"Grapes are different; they are fruit," Hanhan explained.

"Umm..." Xixi squinted her big eyes strangely, "Then eat it."

"I don’t know which one is the sweetest; help me pick one."

"Umm..." Xixi stared at Hanhan for a good while, raising her chin, "Okay then."

"Mm." Only then did Hanhan let go of Xixi’s pudgy arm.

"Brother, how about this one?" Xixi pouted her little bottom, seriously picking grapes for Hanhan from the plate.

Hanhan warmheartedly curled his lips, walked over, and squatted beside her, "Mm. Help Brother taste if it’s sweet."

Xixi nodded and fed the grape into her small mouth.

She tasted it very seriously.

Hanhan’s lips twitched, his dark shiny eyes lovingly watching Xixi.

"Brother, it’s sweet," Xixi said to Hanhan after tasting.

Hanhan nodded.

Then Xixi, holding her empty little hand, extended it to him and suddenly froze.

Hanhan, seeing her silly expression, couldn’t help but curve his lips upwards.

Xixi, anxiously rubbing her chubby little hands, looked at Hanhan with grape-like eyes, confused, "The big grape I tasted is gone."

Hanhan patted her little head, "It’s okay, help Brother pick another one."

Xixi quickly nodded, this time picking more seriously than before, perhaps wanting to make up for the grape she tasted away.

When Xixi picked the biggest grape from the plate again and handed it to Hanhan, he unexpectedly said, "Help Brother taste if it’s sweet?"

Xixi’s eyes drooped, looking confused, "Umm..."

Trying again meant tasting it away again, didn’t it? Brother seemed to have gotten silly!

The two adults seated on the sofa, seeing the interaction between Xixi and Hanhan, felt warmth in their hearts.

Jin Jumo slightly withdrew from his embrace, her face still blushing after confessing, her gaze bashfully evasive, unwilling to meet his eyes.

Rong Mochen’s depressed mood vanished without a trace as she spoke, and what lingered in his heart was nothing but joyous ecstasy.

Seeing Jin Jumo blushing and dodging his gaze at this moment only made him feel his heart softening to the point of melting.

Lightly lifting Jin Jumo’s fair, delicate chin, Rong Mochen slightly bowed, his dark eyes giving her no chance to evade, directly staring into her eyes, "I heard your explanation, I’m satisfied. Now tell me, why did you go to the hospital?"

"What do you mean by satisfied?" Jin Jumo deliberately dodged his question, her eyes flowing like luminescent peach blossom, humming softly.

Rong Mochen knew she did it on purpose, slightly curling his lips, his dark eyes silently watching her.

Jin Jumo became uncomfortable from his direct and silent gaze.

Taking a deep breath, she sat up straight, her hands cupping his face, staring into his eyes, "I’m pregnant."

With just "I’m pregnant," Jin Jumo’s face flushed entirely.

Impossible not to imagine the process behind her being "pregnant"!

She suddenly couldn’t quite wrap her mind around it!

How could she be so lucky?

To get pregnant both times without any protection?

Or is it...

Jin Jumo’s eyes quickly glanced at a certain part of his body. Was it because his little swimmers were just too vigorous?

After all, it was the same four years ago, just once without protection, and she was pregnant with two...

"What do you mean ’have’?" Rong Mochen’s dark eyes sank, his hand gripping the sofa unseen, his voice hoarse as he asked her.

Jin Jumo widened her eyes, thinking she had hinted quite clearly, yet he still didn’t understand.

Rong Mochen’s deeply handsome face leaned in towards her, and their breaths instantly intertwined.

Jin Jumo’s heart suddenly raced. Despite having shared intimate moments, whenever he got close, she still felt breathless, her mind going momentarily blank.

This profound feeling was something only he could give her in this lifetime!

Jin Jumo lowered her thick lashes, her eyes darting to his enticing thin lips so close by.

Rong Mochen, noticing this, looked at her with amused annoyance, his husky voice particularly seductive, "Who kissed first just now?"

"Uh..." It was her!

Jin Jumo shamefully moved her hand upward to cover her eyes.

She realized she was becoming less and less reserved in front of him, with mounting urges to throw herself at him more frequently...

If this continued, she feared she might genuinely become a "lustful woman!"

Rong Mochen frowned, noticing Jin Jumo’s introspective expression.

Narrowing his eyes, Rong Mochen extended two slender fingers to pinch Jin Jumo’s cheek, "I like it when you are true to yourself. Don’t change! And don’t hold back!"

Jin Jumo, "Uh..." She no longer wanted this face of hers! Anyway, it’s all been thrown away!

Seeing Jin Jumo’s hopeless look, Rong Mochen chuckled hoarsely and got back to business, "Alright, you got your kiss. Now tell me, what do you have?"

Jin Jumo’s clear eyes fixed on Rong Mochen’s face, "Just have it."

"Have what? Could it be you’re pregnant?" Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, speaking slowly.

"Mm." Jin Jumo uttered a monosyllable, then silently pressed Rong Mochen’s big hand against her abdomen.

Underneath his palm, it was flat, without a trace of excess flesh.

But within, a little life was quietly forming, perhaps even more than one...

Rong Mochen thought he was prepared, thought he wouldn’t be so surprised or lose his composure when his suspicions were confirmed, thinking he would accept the news as calmly as signing a billion-dollar contract.

But at the moment of confirmation, Rong Mochen realized.

He couldn’t!

The frantically beating heart was the best proof!

Jin Jumo held her breath, watching Rong Mochen. However, after a long silence, he remained motionless, as if frozen, without even a change in expression, steadily gazing at her.

Jin Jumo couldn’t help but tug at the shirt over his abs, testingly calling, "Rong Mo, ah..."

Before she could fully say his name, the man on the sofa suddenly sprang up like a nimble leopard, gripping her under her arms and lifting her high.

Jin Jumo was so startled that her face turned pale, her hands frantically grasping his rock-hard shoulders, her eyelashes trembling as she looked at him.

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes at this moment shed their coldness, their depth, shining as if they held all the stars in the sky.

Jin Jumo’s heart, which had been suspended high, quietly settled back into place. She gently exhaled a few breaths, her hands on his shoulders moving up to cradle his head, looking into his eyes as if she were gazing at Xixi and Hanhan, with affectionate helplessness, "You scared me to death."

"Are you sure? Are you sure?" Rong Mochen held her waist and hips with one hand, the other tightly clasping her nape to bring her down, his prominent nose touching hers, his voice hoarse.

Jin Jumo gently caressed his tense face, smiling slightly, "Mm, it’s confirmed, the doctor said it’s been over two months."

The initial apprehension and complex feelings at finding out she was pregnant were instantly dissolved when she saw him lose composure and ask with childlike excitement if she was sure, lifting her up in a mix of enthusiasm.

Perhaps she hadn’t been ready to welcome another new life.

But how many things really happen when we are ready?

Those that occur suddenly are not always troubles.

They can also be surprises, gifts.

At this moment Jin Jumo was certain, this new little life was a gift for both her and him, a surprise, a reward.

Jin Jumo looked at him, softly asking, "Are you happy? Do you like it?"

Rong Mochen’s response was sudden as his lips captured hers, giving her a fiery French kiss!

Hanhan and Xixi were startled by Jin Jumo’s exclamation, bewilderedly yet tensely watching the two of them.

With double happiness upon him, Rong Mochen’s mood was understandably euphoric and relaxed!

And as Mu Qinnian and Yue Jingcheng descended from upstairs, they too wore expressions of refreshed spirits.

Thus, the two men who usually couldn’t present a pleasant expression to each other exchanged unexpectedly calm pleasantries.