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

On the way home, Lu Ming hugged the dinosaur balloon in the back seat and soon fell asleep, emitting even little snores.

Lu Er glanced in the rearview mirror and asked Song Jingmo, who was accompanying Lu Ming in the back, in a low voice, "Are you... alright?"

Song Jingmo was looking at his phone when he heard this, so he looked up and asked, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Lu Er opened her mouth, wanting to say, "Don't take what those people at the supermarket said to heart."

But seeing Song Jingmo's nonchalant demeanor, I felt that saying it would only make me seem too concerned.

"It's nothing."

Lu Er's voice was muffled as the car drove into the villa's underground garage.

Back home, Lu Ming was taken to the building block area on the living room carpet to continue playing, and Lu Er helped him build a small house for a while.

Song Jingmo put on an apron and prepared dinner in the kitchen.

Lu Er sat on the carpet, but her mind drifted to the kitchen.

Lu Ming stacked up a block and said in a childish voice, "Uncle, I'll play by myself. You go and coax your uncle."

Lu Er was taken aback: "Why do you need to coax your uncle?"

Lu Ming tilted his head and said in the logic typical of a young child, "Uncle is unhappy. Mom is unhappy, so Dad has to go and comfort her."

Lu Er: "..."

This little thing has a pretty good eye for things.

He rubbed Luming's head: "Then be good, don't climb on the table, you can only play on the carpet."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Song Jingmo was bending over and chopping vegetables.

She wore a cartoon apron bought by Lu Er around her waist, printed with a chubby Shiba Inu, which created a strange sense of incongruity with Song Jingmo's temperament.

On the cutting board were neatly diced carrots, the knife skills as precise as ever.

Lu Er wrapped her arms around Song Jingmo's waist from behind and rested her chin on his left shoulder.

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, but did not stop, and continued chopping vegetables.

"what?"

Lu Er rubbed her face against the other person's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I'm just trying to coax you."

"Why are you trying to coax me?"

"Are you unhappy?"

Lu Er tightened her grip on his arm. "Don't take what those people in the supermarket said to heart. They were just saying it casually."

After cutting the last carrot, Song Jingmo put down the knife and washed his hands.

Without turning around, she simply tilted her head slightly to look at the furry head on her shoulder.

He said calmly, "I'm not unhappy."

Lu Er didn't believe it: "Really?"

"real."

Song Jingmo's voice was devoid of emotion. "I don't care what others think or say. What they think is their business."

Lu Er was silent for a few seconds, then buried her face in Song Jingmo's shoulder, her voice muffled: "But I care."

Song Jingmo's body stiffened slightly.

Lu Er continued, "My brother and sister-in-law won't be back in the country for a few more days. If you mind, I'll send Lu Ming to my mother's place tomorrow."

The kitchen was quiet for a few seconds.

Song Jingmo turned around to face the person.

He reached out and put his arm around Lu Er's waist, pulling her closer to him.

Looking down at the person, her eyes held a complex expression: "Ner'er."

"Um?"

Lu Er looked up, waiting for what would happen next.

Song Jingmo carefully considered his words, his tone carrying a feigned nonchalance: "Those people think Lu Ming is your son, why don't you explain?"

Lu Er was stunned.

Song Jingmo's voice remained calm: "You could have explained, but you didn't say anything."

Lu Er opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Song Jingmo looked at the person, something churning in his eyes, but he suppressed it.

She lowered her eyes, her tone becoming even more subdued: "I'm just curious, not bothered."

Lu Er stared at Song Jingmo for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

She tiptoed and kissed him on the lips, looking into Song Jingmo's eyes with a smile that made her eyes crinkle: "You just mind."

Song Jingmo pursed his lips, not denying it.

Lu Er reached out and cupped Song Jingmo's face, looking intently into his eyes: "I didn't explain because those people were strangers who just made a casual compliment and left."

"What they think has nothing to do with me. All I could think about was whether you would be unhappy."

She paused, her voice softening, "I know those words sounded awkward, but Lu Ming is my nephew, so it's normal for him to resemble me."

"But if others don't know, they'll assume it's my son..."

Lu Er decided to be frank and said, "I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable hearing those words, but I didn't want to explain our relationship in front of strangers."

"Our relationship doesn't need to be explained to strangers. The only person I care about has always been you. I'm worried that you'll be sad."

The kitchen was quiet. Song Jingmo looked into Lu Er's eyes, which were very close to his.

Those eyes held seriousness, trepidation, and a hint of cautious ingratiation.

Song Jingmo smiled: "I'm not unhappy, it's just that you're not saying anything, and I'm a little..."

I thought about it, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

Lu Er added on behalf of the other person: "A little jealous?"

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow but did not refute.

Lu Er smiled, her eyes crinkling, and leaned in to kiss him again: "Dr. Song, you look quite cute when you're jealous."

Song Jingmo: "..."

Lu Er rarely saw someone shy, so she laughed even more happily.

He grabbed Song Jingmo's waist and clung to him.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck and rubbed against him, saying, "I was wrong. Next time someone asks, I'll loudly proclaim—this is my nephew, and my husband is handsome and a great cook!"

Song Jingmo felt a little helpless as she was being rubbed, but she couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, even if I wanted to have a child now, I wouldn't be able to."

Song Jingmo asked, puzzled, "Huh?"

Lu Er shamelessly said, "I'm used to being played by you. You really can't let me play someone else."

"Nonsense, your body functions perfectly well in every way."

"Can't get it up."

Lu Er added, "They used to put a lot of effort into seducing me, but it really didn't work."

Song Jingmo suppressed his agitation: "Go out and play with Mingming, I still need to cook."

"don't want."

Lu Er pleaded, "The little guy can play by himself, I'll play with you and help you out."

"I can't chop vegetables properly with you here."

Why?

Song Jingmo looked down at the person, a smile in his eyes, and said helplessly, "Do you still want to eat?"

Lu Er looked down at the little thing that had fully woken up and blinked.

He released her hand and kissed her on the lips: "Then you cook well, I'll go see the kids."

As he reached the kitchen doorway, he turned back to tease her, "Dr. Song, you look really cute when you're jealous. Eat more of that next time."

The sound of chopping vegetables returned to the kitchen, much quicker and more rhythmic.

In the living room, Lu Ming was diligently stacking building blocks. Seeing Lu Er come out, he looked up and asked, "Uncle, is Uncle happy?"

Lu Er walked over, plopped down on the carpet, and ruffled the little guy's hair: "Happy now?"

Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction and continued stacking blocks.

Lu Er leaned back on the sofa, watching the busy figure in the kitchen wearing a Shiba Inu apron, and couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

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PS:

Happy Valentine's Day to all the babies!

Happy New Year's Eve!

I love you all!

These two chapters are bonus chapters for Ranwan99 baby~

Is the character summoning part to see a secondary couple?