Chapter 90 - 72: All for the Mother’s Health

Chapter 90: Chapter 72: All for the Mother’s Health

"Can staying up late cause erectile dysfunction? Many netizens have..."

Fuck!

The algorithm!

’I get that you’re fucking spying on me, but what’s the deal with recommending this?!’

Chen Yuan hurriedly scrolled past. At that moment, he could clearly feel Jiang Wanyi’s movements pause for a second...

"For new mothers, you can resume intercourse in the second month after your period returns postpartum..."

’It’s not just men who get perverted at night. The algorithm is just as bad...’

"Here’s a trick to make your parent-child relationship stronger..."

’Finally, something normal.’

But...

The most dreaded thing is a sudden silence. The atmosphere in the living room seemed a little different now...

After exercising for another hour, it was getting late. Jiang Wanyi was drenched in sweat. A strand of dark hair clung to her cheek, and beads of perspiration trickled down her chest, collecting in the deep valley of her cleavage.

"It’s getting late. You should get some rest."

"It was nothing."

’The postpartum recovery exercises were done. It was time for Jiang Wanyi to shower, and I should head to bed myself.’

"Um..."

Just as Chen Yuan was heading back to his room, Jiang Wanyi suddenly spoke up.

"What’s up?"

"Why don’t I put the baby to sleep tonight?"

Huh???

’We already had an unspoken agreement. I’m always the one who holds Mili to sleep on weekends. Why is she suddenly saying this...?’

’Holy shit!’

Chen Yuan’s mind immediately went to the video he’d just seen.

"Listen to me..."

Jiang Wanyi stood her ground, hands on her hips. "Mm-hm, I’m listening..."

"I, uh, well..."

Chen Yuan was tongue-tied, completely unable to form a coherent sentence.

’Useless mouth! Don’t you usually run your mouth off? Say something, damn it!’

"I’ll hold her. I wasn’t thinking before, I was being thoughtless. I can’t always make you do it."

"No, no..."

Chen Yuan held up a hand, interrupting Jiang Wanyi.

"These so-called doctors online are just getting weird now. They hit you with this stuff out of nowhere. I really didn’t mean to scroll to any of it."

"Pfft—"

Jiang Wanyi couldn’t hold it in. She burst out laughing, leaning on the sofa for support as she giggled for a good long while.

"I wasn’t talking about the video. We’re not family or anything, and I’m not paying you. There’s no rule saying you have to help put my baby to sleep on the weekends. I shouldn’t just take it for granted. Let me put her to sleep."

"No! I have to do it! I need to show you what an 18-year-old guy is capable of," Chen Yuan said, his tone firm and decisive.

"Go take your shower. Don’t keep the two of us from our sleep."

Chen Yuan went straight back to his room, cursing himself internally.

’This damn mouth. When it’s time to say something important, it can’t even get a single word out.’

Seeing how dead serious Chen Yuan was, Jiang Wanyi wanted to laugh even more.

’This silly boy... How can he be so amusing...’

Entering the bathroom, Jiang Wanyi undressed and stepped into the shower.

The water pouring from the showerhead wove a transparent curtain, flowing over her collarbones and down to her full chest.

Jiang Wanyi tilted her head back, letting the water cascade over her.

She turned off the water, picked up her body wash, and lathered every inch of her skin.

’That kid, Chen Yuan... Most of the time, he’s quite mature. It feels like there’s no generation gap between us at all. Even when we talk about more adult topics, there are no barriers.’

’But sometimes, he’s so innocent and green.’

’Just like a moment ago. A few casual words from me and he was at a complete loss.’

’He saw one video and got ridiculously flustered.’

Pfft—

Lost in thought, Jiang Wanyi couldn’t help but chuckle again.

’Show me what an 18-year-old guy is capable of?’

’What could he possibly be capable of?’

’He’s just a little virgin boy.’

...

Chen Yuan returned to his room. Mili was still sleeping soundly, though her posture was a little ungraceful.

He felt her diaper; it was full. He took it off, let her air out for a moment, and put on a fresh one. There wasn’t much else to do after that.

Thinking back to what just happened, Chen Yuan felt the urge to curse the algorithm’s entire female lineage for three generations.

It was a harmless little thing, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d been teased by Jiang Wanyi.

’So embarrassing.’

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ—

His phone vibrated. It was a message from Song Jianye.

Song Jianye: "I’m sorry."

Chen Yuan: ???

Song Jianye: "I think I accidentally brought my negative emotions to you."

’She really is too sensitive.’

Chen Yuan: "Those aren’t negative emotions. They’re the troubles of a young heart."

Song Jianye: "You’re going to make me cry."

Chen Jiang: "When you want to cry, do a handstand. That way, the tears can’t fall out."

Song Jianye: "I don’t believe you. Don’t think I’m an idiot."

’We’re both from non-prestigious universities. Let’s be real, our backgrounds are what they are. How smart can we possibly be?’

Song Jianye: "Let me tell you a joke."

It was time for the daily dad joke.

Chen Yuan: "I’m all ears."

Song Jianye: "Do you know why Stephen Hawking didn’t go to heaven after he died?"

Chen Yuan thought for a moment. Today’s dad joke seemed to have a bit of a kick to it.

Chen Yuan: "I don’t know."

Song Jianye: "Because his wheelchair got stuck in the elevator to heaven."

Chen Yuan: ???

’Did we switch to dark humor today?’

’Where the hell does she find these things?!’

Song Jianye: "Joke’s over. Time for bed. Good night."

Chen Yuan: "Dwelling too much on the past will kill the person you are now. Let the past be the past, and let the future come. Good night."

He said good night, but he was sure Song Jianye wouldn’t be able to sleep right now.

Good thing neither of them played video games, or they’d likely run into each other on the Rift.

But thinking about it, he felt she was quite pitiful.

Spring follows autumn, months turn into years.

Some people you see again, and some you never see again.

In this world of a million faces, each meeting means one less meeting to come.

Some meet by taking a car, others only meet in dreams...