Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their uneven breathing.

"I mean..."

Song Jingmo carefully chose his words, "If you really want a child of your own... if you feel that your relationship with me has caused you to miss the opportunity to have a child of your own blood..."

Song Jingmo spoke slowly and clearly, each word carrying an almost tragic determination: "I can accept that you have a child of your own."

Lu Er was completely dumbfounded, her mind went blank, and she couldn't understand what Song Jingmo was saying at all.

Song Jingmo's voice remained calm: "I have thought this through carefully. If you really want it, I accept."

"The technology is very advanced now, so I won't interfere with how you choose to have a child, nor will I ask about the details. After the child is born, I will raise it as my own."

Lu Er: "..."

Song Jingmo took a deep breath, and for the first time, a pleading look appeared clearly in his usually calm and composed eyes: "As long as you don't break up with me, I can accept anything."

The room was deathly silent.

Song Jingmo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and slightly turned his head away to avoid Lu Er's shocked and speechless gaze.

It took Lu Er a good ten seconds to barely process Song Jingmo's absurd, unconventional, and heavy words that made his heart ache.

Have a baby?

A child that belongs to oneself?

Is Song Jingmo's coldness these days because he wants a child?

A tremendous sense of absurdity and indescribable heartache instantly overwhelmed Lu Er.

This fool has no idea what kind of tragic drama he's been acting out in his mind, making himself and others miserable.

"Song Jingmo!"

Lu Er's voice rose with shock and anger as she lunged forward, cupping Song Jingmo's face in her hands.

Forcing the person to turn and look at them, they said, "What kind of nonsense are you thinking? Who's having a baby?"

"What the hell... how much water got into your brain to say such utter nonsense?"

Lu Er tried to calm herself down, but her voice was still trembling. "I like Lu Ming because he is my nephew."

"And when did I ever say I wanted my own child? And what about having a child of my own? With whom? How do you expect me to have one?"

"Song Jingmo, do you think I'm being wronged by being with you, so wronged that I need a child who came from who-knows-where to make up for it?"

Lu Er grew angrier and angrier as she spoke, finding the whole thing increasingly absurd. Tears welled up uncontrollably. "Accept? Accept my ass! What do you take me for?"

"Who do you think you are? What does our relationship have to do with the child?"

"You think it's noble of you to back down like this? Let me tell you, I don't think so at all. I just think you're a jerk, utterly ridiculous!"

After shouting, Lu Er's chest heaved violently, and tears finally rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

It wasn't because I felt wronged, but because I felt sorry for him.

I feel sorry for Song Jingmo, that fool, who would have such an absurd and pathetic idea just to keep him.

Song Jingmo was somewhat bewildered by the series of questions and shaking.

But the resolute "I don't want the child, I only want him" in Lu Er's words was like a ray of light, cleaving through the gloom and unease that had accumulated in my heart over the past few days.

Looking at Lu Er's increasingly vivid eyes and brows due to her excitement, and seeing the genuine anger and heartache in the man's eyes, the heavy stone in his heart eased a little.

"But your eyes tell me that you really like children, and you often bring him home..."

Song Jingmo's voice was hoarse as he tried to justify his foolish behavior over the past few days, "You hugged Luming as soon as you got off work and were always hanging around him, I thought..."

"What do you think you are?"

Lu Er immediately swore, "I like looking at the moon and stars in the sky, but do I have to go and pluck them down? I like pandas, but do I have to keep one at home?"

"Song Jingmo, you're a doctor, can't you be reasonable? Liking someone and wanting to possess them are two different things. I brought him home just to tease him and pass the time."

Seeing the person's broken tears and red eyes, Song Jingmo said in a flustered voice, "Er'er, don't cry."

"That's not what I meant. I just don't want you to regret it later, and I don't want you to feel that being with me is a regret..."

"A shortcoming?"

Lu Er slapped Song Jingmo's hand away. "My biggest regret is that you were gone for six years and I didn't bring you back sooner."

"I'm with you because I love you and want to be with you. It's not for procreation, it's not just about settling down. Don't you understand?"

"You actually... you actually wanted me to sleep with someone else and have a baby, Song Jingmo, you really... you're infuriating!"

In the end, Lu Er didn't know whether she was angry or heartbroken, so she could only pounce on him and bite Song Jingmo's shoulder hard.

Song Jingmo grunted, but did not dodge.

Lu Er's intense reaction, those tearful questions, were like a key that unlocked the cage of self-imposed confinement within him.

She stretched out her arms and hugged the person in her arms who was crying and biting like a wounded little animal, burying her face in Lu Er's neck, which was wet with tears and smelled of shampoo.

Her voice was hoarse and trembling: "I'm sorry, Er'er. I'm sorry, it was my fault. I was so scared, seeing you so happy with Luming..."

"Seeing you running around for him, even moving our house, I thought you wanted a normal life with children. I was afraid I couldn't give you that, afraid you would eventually want to leave..."

Lu Er was held tightly, listening to the person's clumsy but sincere apology, and feeling the slight trembling of the person's body. The anger in her heart slowly dissipated, leaving only a full heartache and tenderness.

She sighed, then reached out and hugged Song Jingmo back: "The home I want is a home with you in it. Everything else is just icing on the cake."

She paused, then gently patted Song Jingmo's back, as if soothing a frightened large dog: "From now on, if you have any ideas, just tell me directly. Don't speculate on them yourself, okay?"

"The Cold War was no fun at all, I was miserable."

Song Jingmo nodded into the crook of the person's neck, tightening his arms around them as if trying to embed them into his own body: "Yes, never again."

Lu Er began to settle scores: "You've ignored me for so many days and said such outrageous things. You must be dealt with seriously."

Song Jingmo readily agreed, "Okay, whatever you say is fine."

Lu Er reached out and wrapped her arms around Song Jingmo's neck, burying her face in his shoulder.

Her voice was muffled, tinged with grievance and a hint of coquetry: "You have no idea how uncomfortable I've been these past two days, please comfort me..."

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P.S.: There was an extra chapter yesterday!

Thank you Yueyang Baby for the character summon!