The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1774 - 1787: Sweet Burden (10)

She had nearly succumbed to his charm, yet her words continued to test him.

Yu Zexiao remained silent, struggling to maintain his composure, but Jian Anning interpreted his quietness as assent, fueling her distress.

"Have you already found someone else? You intend to discard me for her, don't you?" Jian Anning exclaimed, a tempest of fury and resentment overwhelming her, a desire to create a scene and fight him to the bitter end rising within her. Just as she was about to storm away, Yu Zexiao suddenly pulled her into a fierce embrace. Mindful of her pregnancy, his hands only dared to rest on her shoulders, yet the pressure was immense, his body flush against her back, radiating an intense heat.

A profound sense of injustice washed over Jian Anning, and she struggled against him, desperate to break free: "Let me go! Don't you like someone else? Then go to her, you..."

Her words were cut short as she suddenly stiffened.

Something, like a tender bamboo shoot sensing the warmth of spring, forcefully pushed through the earth, growing rapidly, becoming larger, and… hotter!

"Yu, Yu Zexiao, what is this?"

Soon, his grip on her shoulders intensified, and the body pressed against her back grew rigid as steel.

For a long moment, the only sound in the bathroom was his heavy breaths, drowning out even her own startled, shallow gasps.

After an extended wait, the pressure on her shoulders finally eased, and the body against her back slowly released its hold. Even his labored breathing gradually subsided, and Jian Anning, filled with a mixture of surprise and relief, turned to face him: "Ze, Zexiao?"

"You little minx!" Yu Zexiao's voice, still raspy, carried the rich, alluring tones of autumn leaves rustling on a mature tree.

"How could you..." Despite her lingering anger, she had sensed the unmistakable change in him. If he truly felt as she suspected, that he no longer desired her touch, how could he have reacted just now…

But then, why had he insisted she not lose weight!

"What about me?" Yu Zexiao suppressed his surging emotions, shot her a glare, and playfully flicked her nose. "I'll let this pass this time, but next time, you owe me!"

With that, he took her hand. Since she had put on weight, her hands had become pleasingly soft and full; using her hand to… While not as intensely satisfying as being with her directly, it was certainly better than nothing!

"But didn't you hate me? You even despised me for being fat..." Jian Anning's voice trembled, her eyes welling up once more. Yu Zexiao, caught between amusement and exasperation, finally responded after a beat: "Who said I despised you for being fat!"

"Wasn't it you, just now, who told me not to lose weight! Doesn't that mean you despise me? No, it's not despising, it's more like you've given up on me entirely! If you don't like me anymore, then there's no point in me staying here, I might as well..."

Before she could finish, Yu Zexiao playfully swatted her posterior. "You're letting your imagination run wild again! When I said not to let you lose weight… it's because I find you perfect just the way you are."

"Nonsense! What man wouldn't prefer a slender beauty?"

"Who says that? I love you just like this!" he declared, his words touching her heart. He then gently cupped her breast, its voluptuous fullness difficult to encompass with a single hand. Fondling it with a tender touch, he saw her cheeks flush and mischievously asked, "Will it still be this full in the future?"