My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 203: Yinguang Post-Marriage Extra 1

During her senior year, Fu Ying was already six or seven months pregnant, feeling quite uncomfortable, especially at night when she could only sleep on her side.

There were still thesis defenses to finish and all sorts of tedious tasks piled up, coupled with pregnancy discomforts, which made Fu Ying quite irritable.

When she needed him, he was so busy with work that he became nearly unreachable, though she used to understand him very well during their dating days, now she felt he was being unreasonable.

On the rare occasions he did come back, she would still lose her temper at him.

He was very patient, never saying much, and always tried to soothe her when she lost her temper.

Sometimes Fu Ying felt guilty about it, but she couldn’t help lashing out at him.

The last time she lost her temper was more than half a month ago. She reflected on it a lot that night, and wanted to apologize in the morning, but he had already returned to his military base early. They often chatted on WeChat and talked on the phone, and he behaved as if nothing had happened, still caring and asking about her well-being, but she kept feeling guilty. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

He really pampered her too much, even Fu Mingchuan said that she was spoiled, her temper getting worse, and told her to tone it down.

Now, whenever she lost her temper, if her family found out, they would undoubtedly side with Shen Liguang.

Because, aside from his demanding job, he devoted all his remaining time to her, fulfilling her every wish. If she couldn’t sleep at night, he would soothe her to sleep. If she became picky about food during her pregnancy, he would patiently cook various delicacies for her if he was home. He had even stopped smoking at home since her pregnancy began, leaving no faults to pick on him.

In the evening, her younger brother came to pick her up from school and couldn’t help but say, "You’re getting too temperamental, my brother-in-law is busy with his special job, can’t you be a little understanding?"

"I don’t want to lose my temper either," Fu Ying sighed deeply, her hand resting on her belly, "I can’t control my temper, and I feel guilty every time after I explode."

Fu Yan frowned: "Could it be a prenatal depression?"

Fu Ying frowned: "Little brother, can’t you say something positive about me?"

Fu Yan sighed: "Your brother here is finding it hard to even save himself."

"Is Dad forcing you to go on blind dates again?"

"Yep."

Fu Ying hesitated, "Little brother, do you still like Sister Jin Can? Do you guys keep in touch?"

Fu Yan pondered for a while before responding, "That year you were in your junior year, she graduated from college then reportedly went abroad, we haven’t been in touch since."

Fu Ying nodded: "It seems that we rarely saw her in my junior year too."

"Let’s not talk about her, it’s upsetting."

After mentioning Jin Can, the atmosphere in the car felt off. Fu Ying stopped talking until they reached home. Her younger brother opened the car door for her, watching her heavily pregnant and clumsy in her movements, he couldn’t help but laugh.

"You’ve gotten much rounder."

Fu Ying rolled her eyes at him.

Fu Yan, shamelessly smiling: "Need help going upstairs?"

"No need, you better hurry back to your blind date," Fu Ying turned to glance at him then pressed the elevator button.

"Alright, I was just being polite anyway, I’ll be off."

The elevator arrived, Fu Ying stepped in, then stepped out, looked around to make sure her brother had left, then walked to the convenience store at the entrance of the residential compound, proficiently going to the freezer and taking out an ice cream.

Ready to pay at the counter, she turned around and saw Shen Liguang.

Fu Ying’s fingers tensed, she gave the man a weak glance then silently turned around, putting the ice cream back.

"Seeing how practiced you are at this, it’s not your first time, is it?"

Fu Ying pursed her lips, her head down, caught in the act of sneaking a treat, looking a bit pitiful: "I only ate one."

"I want to know how long you’ve been sneaking treats?"

"Not long, this is the first time."

Shen Liguang knows her too well, her eyes dart around when she lies, not daring to meet his gaze.

However, seeing how much the young girl craved it, looking pitiful, Shen Liguang couldn’t help but laugh yet felt helpless: "I don’t let you eat it for your own good."

She immediately retorted: "I don’t eat them often."

Fu Ying was very upset, her hand on her belly, she quickly walked past him, indignantly stormed out of the store, feeling more upset the more she thought about it.

When Shen Liguang found her, she was sitting on a roadside platform, her little head drooping down, looking distressingly pitiful.

Pregnant for six or seven months, she had gained some weight, her belly was big, but her legs were still slender.

She still looked like a child, a small one, looking chubby because of the pregnancy, sitting there on the platform quite adorably.

Shen Liguang walked over, Fu Ying looked up at him, then raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"I just wanted to eat some ice cream, and even that’s not allowed." Fu Ying’s cravings were intense, especially for ice cream right now, it itched her heart, like ants biting inside, she really, really wanted it.

"They won’t let me eat spicy food, nor let me have ice cream, they won’t let me eat anything."

Listening to the little one’s accusations, Shen Liguang found it funny, yet he also felt heartache.

Eventually, his heart softened tremendously, he took out an ice cream from his bag, tore open the packaging and handed it over: "Here."

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

Her eyes were red, craving had brought her to tears, and under the streetlights, her wet eyes glistened.

Shen Liguang’s heart softened, he couldn’t stand seeing her cry, always compromising at her tears.

Fu Ying reached out, sizing him up as she took the ice cream.

"It’s not that you can’t eat it, just eat less of it."

Fu Ying muttered, "I haven’t eaten much anyway."

"Just now, the owner told me, you visit more often than the kids in the neighborhood."

Fu Ying pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Let’s go back after you finish eating, otherwise my mom will nag."

Fu Ying’s face still bore tears, but she smiled brightly because of the ice cream.

Shen Liguang raised his hand, wiping away her tears, his eyes smiling, voice very gentle: "You look so pitiful crying over ice cream. How old are you, isn’t it embarrassing?"

"You have no idea how tough pregnancy is, can’t eat this, can’t eat that, and on top of that, I have intense cravings, I can’t even sleep at night."

Although he had never experienced it personally, Shen Liguang had already researched online; it said after pregnancy, whatever you eat you throw up, it’s quite torturous, but this little one still found everything delicious.

Some said they feel overwhelmingly sleepy, she didn’t have that either.

In the first three months, she was particularly prone to hunger, always wanting to eat.

So, he tried to control her diet, allowing her to eat smaller, more nutritious meals frequently.

Then there is the sudden intense cravings pregnant women get, sometimes wanting a particular thing so badly it itches inside, just like her right now.

"It’s tough."

Her craving relieved, she turned cheerful, from feeling utterly wronged just before, now she looked bright and clear.

"I’ll only have this one child; I don’t want to go through this ever again."

He nodded: "Okay."

Shen Liguang waited for her to finish, then took her hand and led her home.

Entering the elevator, she tugged at his hand, calling him softly: "Brother."

"Hmm?" Shen Liguang looked down at her.

"Do you think I’m being unreasonable, and also, last time I lost my temper at you, I didn’t want to, I couldn’t help it."

Shen Liguang smiled, bent down, and kissed her on the lips: "No, don’t think too much, brother doesn’t think you’re being unreasonable."

Fu Ying bowed her head, biting her lip, feeling even more guilty.

Shen Liguang knew she felt guilty, he tightened his grip on her hand, his words tinged with a light chuckle: "Your temper tantrums are like spoilt coaxing, brother doesn’t know how much he loves them."

Fu Ying’s face turned a shade redder, she pursed her lips in a smile.