PTGWD Chapter 25:Defeated

Things were thrown randomly on the carpet, and the two of them embraced each other in the foyer, kissing passionately.
There was something in the abdomen that was close to each other that moved eagerly, wanting to make its presence known. Fang Xingzhou kissed and laughed, pulling away from the distance between the two, his hand pressed on Lu Jianchuan’s abdomen.
“It’s only been more than two months, why is it so active?” He said, “The obstetrician said to me, obvious fetal movement is usually after four months.”
Lu Jianchuan remained calm and said, “Because my body is healthier than the average pregnant woman, carrying a child is such a painful thing, it’s too hard for human women.”
Fang Xingzhou inclined his head to think for two seconds, for some reason, a thought suddenly popped into his head and unconsciously blurted out, “…… Maybe he’s hungry.”
Lu Jianchuan nodded approvingly, “Very likely, he is always hungry like a little pig.”
Fang Xingzhou laughed, “Cook first, I bought fresh lamb chops today, so I can fry them.”
He changed his shoes, and Lu Jianchuan carried a few bags of food to the kitchen, while walking and chatting about the most banal and commonplace things.
Lu Jianchuan turned his head from time to time, not moving to measure his lover’s expression, not sure if this morning’s crazy behavior was really completely wiped out.
He could play with any human brain, but he had no confidence in tampering with his partner’s memory.
For example, last night – even if he had given Zhouzhou strong hints, but the latter was still able to maintain a very high degree of consciousness, different from all the humans he had ever seen, possessing too many rare traits, absolutely independent, absolutely tough, even if the opponent was a monster from another dimension was not the slightest bit moved.
Lu Jianchuan is not the first time in front of him to lose, but the first time he was shocked by his crazy behavior to this point, and now still in the aftermath of the fear.
Therefore, when he heard Fang Xingzhou inadvertently bring up the topic of memory, he shivered violently.
Fang Xingzhou walked half a step in front of him and was slowly narrating: ”I don’t know why, I always feel that my brain is dull when I go to work today, as if I have forgotten something very important, and my stomach is inexplicably vaguely painful, but there is clearly no injury there. Also, when I napped …… it seemed that I had nightmares that I couldn’t remember, and when I woke up my clothes were all wet with sweat …… maybe I have to take a sleeping pill tonight.”
Lu Jianchuan heart tightened hard, his hands and feet quickly became cold, but also to pretend as if nothing had happened, forced to smile, “Is it that you did not sleep well last night?”
Fang Xingzhou stopped in front of the refrigerator and looked at the person behind him.
He shook his head.
“Can’t say ……” he said, “I remember I slept well last night.”
Lu Jianchuan’s head broke out in a cold sweat, not wanting to keep him remembering, he reached for his shoulder and stiffly changed the subject, “Let’s go to bed early tonight, baby. How about pan-fried lamb chops with asparagus? And a mushroom soup?”
“Good, add a braised pork dish,” Fang Xingzhou also stopped the conversation and took out what he was going to eat tonight, “You go and cook the rice, cook the mixed grain rice.”
Lu Jianchuan immediately complied, both hands skillfully panning the rice, and then quietly stretching out a small tentacle, wiping off the cold sweat on the corners of his forehead.
With a ding, the rice cooker showed that the rice was already cooking.
He let out a breath, dried his hands and turned back, wanting to tell Zhouzhou that the rice was already cooked, then violently froze in place.
Damn!
He ate the entire refrigerator empty at lunch today and was thinking of going to replenish the same ingredients in the afternoon because he went to the pigsty and ended up completely forgetting about it ……
Fang Xingzhou stood in front of the fridge, shocked, looking at the clean, burglarized fridge, his pupils contracting, his face turning yellow and green under the fridge light.
“Deer ……” he turned his head hesitantly, “ate all the stuff inside? In one day?”
Lu Jianchuan: “……”
He restrainedly leaned up against the kitchen countertop, not daring to look Fang Xingzhou in the eye, coughing softly like a vain husband caught red-handed cheating, not knowing where to start explaining.
Fang Xingzhou thought he was asking too harshly, so he showed him a gentle but slightly forced smile, “It’s okay, tell me about it.”
Lu Jianchuan: “It’s true that I was a little hungry at noon ……”
Without being influenced, Fang Xingzhou’s memory was terrifying.
He calmly retold the ingredients stocked in the refrigerator before he left home: “There are three liters of milk in the freezer, two pounds of bok choy, three blocks of tofu, a number of tomatoes, strawberries, and cabbage, and there are ten pounds of pate, two frozen chickens, five pounds of quick-frozen dumplings, and half of a green-headed duck in the freezer. Did you eat them all at lunch?”
Caught red-handed, Lu Jianchuan’s ears turned red. He nodded awkwardly, then smiled at his wife, hoping his charm would help him get through this.
“……” Fang Xingzhou looked at his flat abdomen and was silent for a moment, about to doubt his medical common sense.
“Is the pregnancy stressing you out so much that it’s creating symptoms of bulimia nervosa?” He tried.
Lu Jianchuan’s suspected mental illnesses adds another member.
He subconsciously retorted, haphazardly defending himself, “No, no, no, no, I threw out a lot of not-so-fresh ingredients, and part of it I threw up because of pregnancy reflexes, so I didn’t actually eat much. I’m sorry Zhouzhou, it’s me who didn’t love food, It won’t happen again in the future.”
Fang Xingzhou sighed, “I’m not accusing you, I’m just worried about your health.”
Lu Jianchuan firmly said, “Never again! Let’s change the topic, dear, please, don’t ask anymore.”
Any more questions, and his dignity as a husband would be as empty as the fridge.
Fang Xingzhou stared at him for a few seconds.
Before Lu Jianchuan was about to sweat his guts off, he put the things he bought today into the refrigerator and closed the door, not continuing to dig down to the roots, saying, “Tomorrow I will replenish the refrigerator to its fullest and ask an Auntie to come to your home to make you lunch. You can’t overeat, especially during pregnancy, syou have to control your sugar intake extraordinarily.”
Lu Jianchuan’s shoulders quickly slackened, moved beyond measure, reaching out to hug Fang Xingzhou and kiss his forehead, only feeling that he was the most understanding lover in the world.
“Okay, all listening to you,” he said fondly, “absolutely not one more bite.”
Fang Xingzhou washed his hands and started cooking, he was the chef and Lu Seechuan played the bottom.
Fang Xingzhou washed his hands and started cooking, with Lu Jianchuan assisting. Lu Jianchuan was familiar with the chef’s cooking style, never handing a spoon when chopsticks were needed or scallions when garlic sprouts were needed. They worked efficiently and enjoyed their happiest collaboration time each day.
When frying the lamb chops, Fang Xingzhou asked, “How do you want it cooked?”
Lu Jianchuan looked at the blood remaining on the lamb chops, quietly rolled the knot in his throat, swallowed the words “rare” and said instead, “…… Medium rare.”
Fang Xingzhou nodded, did not object.
But after the lamb chops were served, Lu Jianchuan was very sure that the meat was infinitely close to fully cooked, without any blood foam remaining.
He didn’t dare to speak and warmly praised his lover’s handiwork, eating two large pieces of lamb chops, a whole bowl of mushroom soup, three bowls of rough rice, a plate of green vegetables, and half a bowl of braised pork.
Finally, under Fang Xingzhou’s gaze, he slyly withdrew the chopsticks that had once again reached for the braised pork.
“It’s delicious,” he complimented once again, “Zhouzhou, how come you’re so good at cooking? Being a doctor has really delayed your talent, a top Michelin restaurant can’t compare to your handiwork.”
Fang Xingzhou laughed at this, “Go wash the dishes.”
Lu Jianchuan was satisfied and brought the dishes into the kitchen, then after quietly glancing at the living room a few times to confirm that Fang Xingzhou was washing clothes on the balcony, he let out several tentacles, skillfully fluttering around the dishwashing sink.quickly washing the dishes clean.
After being lazy, he opened the refrigerator and quietly stuffed the remaining half bowl of braised pork and a piece of lamb chop into his stomach, then washed the bowls to eliminate the incriminating evidence, and threw the food waste into the garbage can outside the door, pretending to dispose of them as leftovers.
After a heart-racing operation, he reentered the house and couldn’t help but breathe a quiet sigh of relief when he saw that Fang Xingzhou was still doing the laundry.
He walked barefoot onto the balcony and wrapped his arms around Fang Xingzhou’s waist from behind, lowering his head to kiss his shoulder delicately, his nostrils letting out a contented sigh as his abdomen began to heat up slightly again.
Each of their embrace seems to make the embryo in the stomach feel pleasure, the thing who has been making noise all day is obedient like a newly hatched chick.
A few moments later, Fang Xingzhou threw the last piece of clothing into the washing machine as well, turned around and came face to face with Lu Jianchuan, reaching back to hug him.
The two didn’t say anything, just hugged each other. Sometimes, body heat and heartbeat were more genuine and effective than words.
Fang Xingzhou slowly breath, lips against the side of Lu Jianchuan neck, gently rubbing back and forth a few times, and then the palm of the hand slides down, drilling into the sweater, against the skin of the lower abdomen engraved with his name.
For a long time, he softly opened his mouth, “Deer, I sometimes wonder ……”
The words came here, and there was no afterward.
Lu Jianchuan: “Hmm? …… about what?”
Cold palms wandered quietly above the abdomen.
Ever since finding out that Lu Jianchuan was pregnant, Fang Xingzhou’s mind had been frequently clouded with confusion. After each episode of disorientation, countless subtle, indescribable thoughts would emerge from the cracks of his normal consciousness—bizarre, whimsical, yet they were firmly imprinted in his heart, making him intensely preoccupied.
For instance, right now…
As he touched his lover’s flat belly, an inexplicable feeling washed over him, a sense that both Lu Jianchuan and the baby inside were hungry. They were desperately craving some kind of substance, something that he could provide…

Fang Xingzhou closed his eyes for a moment.
Unable to hold back the prickling in his heart, he rubbed against the side of Lu Jianchuan’s face again, then leaned against his ear and pressed his voice to an extremely low level, not quite speaking with certainty: “Did you really eat enough tonight?”
Before he could wait for an answer, he spoke once again, with a seduction that even he didn’t notice, “Do you want …… to taste my blood?”
Lu Jianchuan blanked out.
Afterwards, the hairs of sweat poured out all over his body in an instant, immediately loosening his hands and taking several steps backward to distance himself from Fang Xingzhou, as if he had been stepped on by his tail, his expression flustered as he said sternly, “Why do you have such a strange idea? I’m a human, not some vampire, goblin, monster type of thing, how could I drink your blood?”
Saying this, he urgently pulled over Fang Xingzhou’s hand again and asked him to touch his face skin and jawline, eagerly proving himself.
“This is a real face, not a human skin mask, how can a normal monster pretend to be so realistic? Moreover, if we are not a species, we cannot conceive a child with …… reproductive isolation!”
Fang Xingzhou: “……”
He looked at Lu Jianchuan, himself a bit bewildered, and pursed his lips slightly awkwardly for a moment, saying, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I suddenly had this thought. I didn’t mean to call you a monster.”
Lu Jianchuan stared at him skeptically, scanning his brain back and forth, worrying that this morning’s overstimulation had left him with aftereffects, “That’s weird, baby.”
“Yes, it’s strange, I’m sorry,” Fang Xingzhou reached up and pinched the corner of his forehead, “I was perhaps too worried about you and the baby and developed some of the psychological symptoms of a partner’s early pregnancy.”
“Go to bed early,” Lu Jianchuan said worriedly, “I’ll carry you to the bedroom.”
Fang Xingzhou: “It’s fine, I’ll take a shower first.”
He looked a bit dazed and turned to go to the bathroom, leaving Lu Jianchuan standing in place anxiously, staring at his back for half a day, uneasily followed to the bedroom, listening to the movement in the bathroom while making the bed.
Fang Xingzhou washed quickly.
The bed was just made when the bathroom door opened. Lu Jianchuan instinctively twitched his nose, catching a whiff of fragrant steam, along with something extremely subtle, extremely dangerous, and extremely delicious hidden within it…
Lu Jianchuan’s entire body tensed up, his hand gripping the corner of the blanket tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand. The embryo in his belly turned over, so excited it seemed it wanted to burst out of his navel.
Impossible…
How could it be…
Until the sound of damp footsteps slowly stopped behind him.
Fang Xingzhou’s voice, as calm as ever, said, “Turn around.”
Like a robot receiving the highest command, Lu Jianchuan turned around in fear and apprehension, nervously looking at his lover’s lower abdomen, afraid of seeing a perfectly stitched scar there again—
But there was nothing.
Fang Xingzhou’s bathrobe was loosely tied, his lower abdomen smooth and delicate, still carrying beads of water that hadn’t been wiped dry.
Lu Jianchuan was slightly stunned.
And in that moment of daze, something quickly and quietly slipped into his lips, bringing an irresistible, rich sweetness.
After twenty years of not tasting this flavor, Lu Jianchuan trembled lightly all over, like a fish starved in the deep sea for a century finally encountering its exclusive bait, almost reaching a shuddering climax instantly, uncontrollably sucking and trembling on the fingertip…
Fang Xingzhou’s gaze locked onto his face, smiling slightly.
“Accidentally cut my finger,” he said casually, “Thank you for licking it off.”