"That serious?"
"Also…" Old Madam Long continued, "Don't let him find out. When the time comes, just pretend it was an accident. He won't suspect a thing. Promise me you'll listen to Grandma, alright?"
Gu Lili nodded obediently. "Alright."
Old Madam Long smiled, eyes full of approval. "Good girl. Sooner or later, the child must come—there's no escaping it. Our Long family has few descendants as it is. The younger a woman bears a child, the easier it is to recover. Once you're older, you're a geriatric mother, and that brings complications. So, we must follow through with the plan I shared with you."
Gu Lili agreed sweetly.
After the elderly couple left, she replayed her grandmother's words in her mind. Honestly, there was some logic to them… but the method…
Wincing from the pain, she fetched a needle and a few of the small square packets, pricking tiny holes into each.
Unsatisfied, she added even more.
Only then did she place them carefully back, already daydreaming about the child she and Long Yubei might bring into the world—surely a beautiful, cherubic little darling.
Just the thought melted her heart.
She lay in bed for several days. As long as she didn't touch the wound, the pain stayed away. Long Yubei, much to his frustration, had to restrain himself each time he reached for her.
She wondered: perhaps long intervals produced higher-quality children?
So, she calculated her ovulation window.
She waited several more days. By then, she could walk without discomfort, and even pressure on the wound barely hurt. The time had come to put her secret baby-making scheme into action.
If he discovered something, she'd simply blame it on Grandma.
She already had the excuse lined up.
Ha! Who could outwit her?
That night, when Long Yubei stepped out of the shower, he paused, his eyes gleaming at the sight before him.
There she lay on the bed, dressed in nothing but black crotchless stockings and a strapless bra, her long hair cascading over the pillows, legs delicately crossed—utterly bewitching.
"What are you standing there for? Come here, quick."
Visually overwhelmed, Long Yubei blinked. "What wind blew this temptation my way tonight?"
"I want you," she cooed, voice dripping with sugar and longing.
That tone—it ignited something deep inside him.
"You little enchantress."
His wife, truly a shapeshifter—gentle or fierce, as she pleased.
Climbing onto the bed, he parted her legs.
His gaze settled on her most delicate place, and he yanked off his towel with no hesitation, leaning over her body. "Exquisite."
Gu Lili looped her arms around his neck, fingers gently threading through his dark hair. "Darling… you must've been suffering these past few days, haven't you?"
"You already know the answer."
"Then tonight, I give you permission to indulge."
"Oh, I'll make sure you remember tonight."
He kissed her with fierce hunger, tongues entwining, lips devouring. Then he grazed her ear with his teeth, sending shivers down her spine.
Her hands trailed down his smooth back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she melted into his touch.
He unfastened her bra, and the soft swell of her breasts sprang free. Long Yubei lowered his head, taking one into his mouth and savoring it with tender suction.
Tonight, Gu Lili gave him her all—every move, every glance, was calculated seduction.
Long Yubei was swept up in her fervor, swept away by the heat of it all.
When the moment came, he lay beneath her, and she took the small square packet and personally slipped it on for him.
Little did he know, as she opened the packet, she'd found the needle holes insufficient and casually tore a larger one with her fingernail.
The result? Wearing it made no difference whatsoever.
But Long Yubei had no idea.
He was too lost in the pleasure.
Afterward, they lay tangled together, his arm wrapped around her from behind—one hand braced against the bed, the other pressing gently on her thigh.
Just as he was about to pull away, she whispered for him to wait—she wanted to take care of him.
And so, she did the cleaning herself.