63. Be Good, Don’t Move

Lin Xudong’s situation was relatively complex. Considering he was unaware when he borrowed the money and had made significant contributions to solving the two-ton drug trafficking case, his trial would not be public. Lin Xingzi visited him once.

After he surrendered, the burden that had weighed on his mind for over ten years was finally lifted, and he felt relieved.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall collapses, everyone pushes.

Those who used to cling to the Lin family were now trying to distance themselves as much as possible, wishing they could change their surnames. In the past, Lin Xudong, mindful of family ties, felt it was good to help where he could, and truthfully, he had treated them well.

There were adults who feigned sympathy while secretly kicking him when he was down. Anyway, they were all distant relatives. As long as they didn’t go too far, Lin Xingzi couldn’t be bothered to argue. How can one truly understand human nature?

Jiang Yan’s leg sutures were removed. Lin Xingzi stayed with him at the hospital. Lin Ke specifically came back to see him, staying in the ward for most of the day before leaving after dark.

Lin Xingzi’s pregnancy symptoms came late but were fierce. She couldn’t stand the smell of anything oily, so in the hospital, it was Jiang Yan who took care of her.

Lin Ke joked that if it weren’t for Lin Xingzi’s ‘attentive care,’ Jiang Yan would have been discharged much earlier.

“Do you want a girl or a boy?”

“Either is fine.”

“Of course, either is fine for you. You’re not the one suffering. I’m the one who’s uncomfortable, can’t eat this, can’t eat that, throwing up seven or eight times a day.”

She returned to work at the company a few days after being discharged. Lin Xudong’s situation had a major impact on the company; the stock fell sharply. Although Li Yao was supporting them, she still wasn’t relaxed, and feeling unwell only made her more irritable. Jiang Yan always coaxed her, “We’ll only have one; no more after this.”

Lin Xingzi’s temper flared up and dissipated just as quickly. She turned over, leaning closer. “Have all the scars on my face healed?”

Her skin was fair, so even a slight mark was very noticeable. Jiang Yan’s gaze started from the corners of her eyes and brows, moving down to below her collarbone. There was a spot where the scab had fallen off, revealing tender new flesh that was slightly reddish. “There’s still a tiny bit here,” he parted her collar with his fingers, leaned down, and kissed that spot. “You can only see it if you look closely.”

His breath was slightly warm, blowing on her neck, feeling dry and hot.

“Go home to sleep tonight. I’m fine alone.”

Lin Xingzi didn’t even think. “No.”

Jiang Yan knew this would be her answer before he even spoke. Although the hospital conditions were good, it wasn’t as convenient. “You’re really too disobedient.”

“It’s not me being disobedient; it’s him,” Lin Xingzi poked her own belly, forcefully defending herself, a playful twinkle in her eye. “You tell him, Officer Jiang.”

Jiang Yan took a deep breath and calmed down for two minutes.

“Did I lock the door just now?”

“You locked it, right? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” he turned off the light, lifted the blanket, and leaned in to kiss her, saying in a voice only they could hear, “You shouldn’t let others know when you’re doing bad things.”

His hand pressed hers into the pillow. Lin Xingzi gently bit her lip, her gasps gradually breaking.

Doctors and nurses on duty occasionally passed by in the corridor, their footsteps just outside the door. Lin Xingzi’s face felt so hot it seemed to be on fire.

The long, lingering intimacy made her think that Jiang Yan wouldn’t stop here today like he had the past few times.

Indeed.

He kissed his way up, the faint light filtering through the sheer curtain reflecting the burning passion in his eyes, and the glistening, moist sheen on his high nose bridge.

Lin Xingzi blushed and turned her head away. The dense, wet kisses fell on her lips and neck, igniting their mutual desire within their bodies.

Jiang Yan parted her legs and, amidst her suppressed gasps, slowly, carefully, pushed inside.

She could even feel the pulsating veins wrapped beneath the warm skin.

“Jiang Yan...”

He propped himself up on the hospital bed, leaning down to kiss her again, his voice hoarse and deep. “I’ll be gentle.”

Before, both of them had injuries, and she was in a delicate period, constantly recuperating. Each time their passion reached a peak, they had stopped just short.

After she became pregnant, her body was more sensitive than before. Jiang Yan’s slightest movement would cause her to tremble lightly. When he stopped, she would become dissatisfied, forcing Jiang Yan to break out in a sweat, beads of sweat dripping from his chin onto her chest.

“Can you do it?” Lin Xingzi felt a little uncomfortable.

She twisted her hips and moved, and her slick, tight vaginal passage contracted, making Jiang Yan stumble clumsily, his breathing rapid. “Be good, don’t move.”

“Captain Jiang,” the nurse suddenly knocked on the door.

Lin Xingzi was startled, clutching Jiang Yan’s neck tightly. Her vaginal walls contracted wildly, a hot surge cascading, the overwhelming pleasure spreading from their intertwined bodies deep into her bone marrow. Jiang Yan’s temples bulged with veins. He buried his face in the hollow of her neck, panting heavily.

“Captain Jiang, are you resting?”

“There are some post-operative precautions. Doctor Liu asked me to go over them with you again.”

Lin Xingzi recognized the voice. She had more than once seen this nurse leave the ward with a flushed face. Although she knew it wasn’t his doing, she still didn’t like it.

Despite her body being at its limit, she mischievously began a rhythmic contraction of her lower abdomen, her private parts slowly moving up and down, rubbing against him. Before he could stop her, she acted first, her fingernails pinching and pressing into a small bump on his chest. Hearing his heavy breathing, she smiled cunningly and deliberately mimicked the nurse’s voice, whispering into his ear, “Captain Jiang, she’s asking you a question.”