Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 388 - 389 Gently Rubbing

Chapter 388: Chapter 389 Gently Rubbing

Raindrops struck the man’s solid back, splashing away and wetting the clothes scattered carelessly on the ground.

On the floor, a woman’s shirt pressed against men’s trousers, a man’s shirt wrapped around a woman’s bra...

The mirror was coated in a layer of mist, reflecting the blurry silhouettes as they embraced each other.

The heavy rain seemed to gradually recede, a plane of glass separating two worlds.

Outside the window, the temperature was lower than early summer should feel, with the rain carrying a biting chill, pounding heavily on the roof of the black car.

The assistant gazed across the street, his eyes rising from the parked cars to the standalone, dimly lit building amidst the storm.

"That’s Miss’s car, it has to be this place."

In the back seat, Moses turned his face.

The torrential rain flowed down the window like a waterfall, making the lit window appear somewhat unreal.

"With that light on, it should be Miss’s room..." The assistant turned back, glancing at the man in the back seat. The interior was dark, making the man’s expression difficult to discern. Despite the heater being on, the assistant felt a chill up his spine, "Sir, what do you think...?!"

In the back seat, the man remained silent, not making a sound.

The assistant swallowed hard, not daring to ask again as the air seemed to solidify, creating an atmosphere so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

In the sky, a bolt of lightning tore through the pitch-black heavens, illuminating Moses’ face in the back seat, a handsome countenance darker than the stormy sky.

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The rain continued until the late night before it gradually eased.

At dawn, the sun rose as usual, and after the world had been cleansed by a heavy downpour, it seemed to become much cleaner.

The cloudless sky, the rooftops across the way, the branches reaching to the window with hanging raindrops, the freshly bloomed flowers on the windowsill... Everything shimmered as if newly painted, more vibrant and lively.

Gan Tang opened her eyes and immediately saw the window across from her.

Behind the white window sheer, the Venetian blinds weren’t tightly shut, and through the slats, one could see the washed sky.

"Is it clear?"

"Mhm."

Next to her, a male voice, mild and pleasant.

She tilted her head slightly and instantly saw Huangfu Jue smiling at her, his finger to his lips, reminding her to keep her voice down.

On the other side of the pillow, Gan Yuan was wrapped in a white bathrobe, her hair slightly disheveled, sleeping soundly.

The room wasn’t large, containing only one big bed, where the family of three naturally slept together.

The little one was in the middle, with her and him sleeping on each side of her.

Gan Tang withdrew her gaze, carefully propping herself up on her little arm, leaned in, and gently kissed Huangfu Jue’s cheek, whispering softly.

"Daddy, good morning."

Lifting his arm to hold her little face, Huangfu Jue kissed her forehead, his large hand then moved to gently cover the little one’s tiny belly.

"Does it still hurt?"

His palm was so large it could cover her entire small belly with just one hand. Through the thin layer of the tank top, she could clearly feel the warmth of that hand.

"Just a little bit..." Gan Tang told a little lie, not for any reason other than wanting his palm to linger on her body a little longer, but also afraid that Huangfu Jue would worry, she quickly added, "A very, very small bit."

In her big bright eyes that looked up at him, there shone a light full of barely hidden anticipation.

Seeing through her little wish, Huangfu Jue leaned in slightly, his palm tenderly rubbing on the soft belly of the little one.

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