Chapter 9 — Baby Copy Bring Me Closer to You One More Time

“Still as skinny as before.” He sighed, "There's no meat." I trembled. "You left before... was it because of this?" He suddenly asked. I stiffened. “What?” “Is it because I... am too strong?” His voice carried a trace of uncertainty, even a bit of... tension? I was stunned. Is he… reflecting on himself? Has the sun risen in the west? I turned my head and, thanks to the moonlight outside the window, saw his tense jawline. He seemed... really interested in this answer. A crazy thought suddenly flashed in my head. I cleared my throat, deciding to strike back. "If not, then what else?" I said eloquently, "Deputy General, Mr. Long Tinh Tiger is fierce, extremely talented, I'm just a weak girl, how can I stand it? If I don't run away, this waist will soon be disabled!" I said very honestly, my voice filled with tears. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Pho Thua Nghiem stiffened his whole body, as if struck by lightning. The expression on his face changed continuously: surprise, shock, disbelief... finally turned into... joy and pride? I: "???" This! Your point is wrong! Shouldn't you feel guilty? Shouldn't we blame ourselves? Why are you proud?! “Cough.” He cleared his throat, trying to hide his emotions, but the curve of his lips betrayed him. “So… it's not because you don't love me?” He asked cautiously. I was stunned again. Love? Between us… can it be called love? I was silent. When he saw I didn't answer, his eyes gradually became gloomy. "Okay." He turned over, pulled away from me, lay down next to me, gently moved Banh Gao, who was sleeping, into the bed, then stretched out his arms, hugging both me and the baby. "!" Just as I was about to struggle, he whispered in my ear: "Don't move, just sleep like this. I promise not to touch you." His arms are very warm, carrying a scent that makes people feel reassured. I struggled twice, found I couldn't escape, so I gave up. Never mind, I can't fight him. It's like being overshadowed. I closed my eyes, smelled his familiar scent, heard his strong, steady heartbeat, and yet... slowly fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up to the smell of food. I opened my eyes and discovered I was still in Pho Thua Nghiem's arms, and Rice Cake had disappeared. I sat up in surprise, seeing that Pho Thua Nghiem had also woken up, tilting his head to look at me, his expression leisurely. "Good morning." His voice was hoarse, carrying the laziness after waking up, deadly sexy. My face immediately turned red, I quickly got out of his arms, keeping my distance. "Where is Rice Cake?" "Uncle Truong took it to the garden to play." He sat up, the blanket slid off, revealing his solid upper body. Eight-pack abs, body contours... Strong, strong, perfect. I immediately looked away, feeling my nose get a little hot. Don't look, don't look. "Get up and have breakfast." He pulled the blanket off the bed and calmly walked into the bathroom. I looked at his broad back and silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Harsh! Breakfast is eaten in a sunny conservatory. Pho Thua Nghiem wears comfortable clothes at home. He no longer has the sharpness of the market place, but is instead casual and friendly. He was feeding Rice Cake with egg porridge. His movements were a bit clumsy, but he was very patient. "Dad, a——" Rice Cake opened his mouth waiting to be fed. "Good." Pho Thua Nghiem took a spoonful, carefully blew it to cool it, then brought it to his son's mouth. The scene was so harmonious that it made me think I was dreaming. "What are you looking at? Come and eat." Pho Thua Nghiem raised his head to look at me. I walked over and sat down, in front of me was an exquisite breakfast of strawberry pancakes and hot milk - all my favorite dishes. My heart was useless but slightly skipped a beat. He still remembers her taste

me. “Mami, let me feed you.” Rice Cake proudly boasted to me. "Really? Rice Cake is so good." I smiled wryly. "Tieu Mi, come with me somewhere this afternoon." Pho Thua Nghiem suddenly said.