The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife

Chapter 27

Shan Yu’s hands were big and warm, and they felt comforting when resting on his belly, warming Wan Qiu’s heart.

“What’s wrong with you?” Shan Yu couldn’t understand the situation. When he lowered his head to ask Wan Qiu, a strand of long hair beside his ear fell from his shoulders, sliding down Wan Qiu’s face and landing on the pillow, tangling together.

In the darkness of the room, Wan Qiu’s excellent eyesight allowed him to see Shan Yu’s smooth jawline and collarbones under his slender neck, hidden under the skewed collar, revealing a small piece of his chest.

Wan Qiu’s face flushed with heat, and he couldn’t help but lean into it. He whispered, “Husband, it won’t feel uncomfortable if you touch it...”

It was normal for pregnant people to seek comfort from their partners. Shan Yu understood, but Wan Qiu pressing into his arms like that was really unbearable, so he quickly changed the subject and said, “I touched a pointy part of your belly. It’s probably a son.”

“Really?” Wan Qiu’s happiness was evident upon hearing that he was pregnant with a boy. He jumped directly into Shan Yu’s arms, pressed his face against his chest, and asked softly, “Husband, are you happy?”

Shan Yu: “...”

He thought about the feeling of being called father by other man’s children, and to be honest, he wasn’t happy at all, so he responded perfunctorily, “It’s okay.”

Wan Qiu heard the indifference in Shan Yu’s words and couldn’t help feeling disappointed. He turned around, curled up in the quilt, and stopped talking.

Shan Yu was relieved to see Wan Qiu distance himself, but seeing him sleep like that, he couldn’t help but straighten him up and reminded him, “Don’t sleep like this, you’ll upset the baby.”

“Those nights when you weren’t here, I always slept like this, and my stomach was fine.” Wan Qiu pursed his lips and said in a sad tone, “It’s very uncomfortable for me to sleep like this, I feel so stressed...”

Shan Yu was stunned for a moment, a little apologetically looking at the fragile fetus, forgetting the feelings of adults.

He helped Wan Qiu turn sideways, hugged him from behind, and asked carefully, “How about this? Are you feeling better?”

Wan Qiu nodded, feeling particularly safe when his husband held him from behind like this, and whispered, “It would be more comfortable if you could touch my belly.”

Shan Yu: “...”

Wan Qiu had been feeling a bit drowsy lately, when Shan Yu and Lian Zhou returned, he was lying in bed so he didn’t know about the shocking scene. Upon hearing Grandma Wang’s words, he hastily asked, “Did he really! Did he actually carry Zhou Ge’er on his back in front of everyone?”

“It’s absolutely true! Not only did he carry him, but the two of them were laughing and joking for a while. I saw Shanzi moving all those good things to the next room. Didn’t you see the vixen wearing that white dress? He looked so pretty! It caught the eye of every man in the village...”

Wan Qiu couldn’t bear it anymore upon hearing this. Tears fell from his eyes like broken beads, and he bit his lip, crying softly.

Initially, he was afraid of Shan Yu, thinking that his life would be over if the man beat him to death. But one day, Shan Yu suddenly changed. He admitted his mistakes, treated Wan Qiu well, and promised to live a good life.

That fear had turned into cautious hope.

But Wan Qiu found himself falling into despair once more. He had embraced that hope so eagerly, only to find himself waking up from a sweet dream shattered by the unexpected arrival of Lian Zhou.

Hope turned to disappointment, and Wan Qiu couldn’t help feeling hateful of his husband.

He wondered why Shan Yu made so many promises if he couldn’t keep them. Why... why was he making him feel so good and now miserable?

Wan Qiu shed many tears recently, his eyes as red as rabbits’. Shan Yu couldn’t understand why he was crying again, so he could only try to lighten the mood: “You’re a grown man, yet you cry so easily. Are you made of water?”

But when Shan Yu mentioned it, Wan Qiu immediately choked up, sobbing, “Well~ I’m a shuanger~ I’m not as good-looking as Zhou Ge’er to win your heart~ you~ you should go find him~ don’t~ don’t come to me~ Anyway, I’m as rough as a man~ You don’t care about me either~”

Wan Qiu leaned into Shan Yu’s arms; his fingers tightly wrapped around his husband’s waist.

Shan Yu: “...”

‘Then, please let go!’

Note

Our boy, Shanzi couldn’t accept to raise other people children. But later he will love the baby as his.