80s Military Accompanying: The Heirless Tycoon Pampers His Pregnant Wife

Ye Zhengting answered with action, placing a piece of twice-cooked pork into her bowl to shut her up.

Zhu Jing used her mouth for two purposes, saying while eating, "Brother, if you're worried that sleeping next to your sister-in-law might make you want to do 'that,' I'll leave you the folding bed I borrowed from the logistics department. It'll be more convenient for you to take care of your sister-in-law if you sleep in the bedroom."

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Ye Zhengting and Shen Fenghe were both stunned.

Looking at Ye Zhengting's slightly flushed cheeks, Zhu Jing smiled slyly, then turned to Shen Fenghe, whose head was bowed even lower, and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm not just making this up! My brother said it to me on the phone."

"Right? Brother!" Zhu Jing turned to Ye Zhengting with a smile, whose face had turned from red to black.

Shen Fenghe's eyes widened as she looked at Ye Zhengting.

Ye Zhengting appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was in turmoil, feeling extremely uneasy.

He was filled with remorse. He never imagined that his casual ramblings would not only be taken to heart by Zhu Jing, but would also turn around and manipulate him.

"cough!"

He tried to ignore the surprised look Shen Fenghe gave him, but he couldn't stop his ears from turning red and burning. He turned to look at Zhu Jing and said reproachfully, "Are you planning to borrow that bed and never return it?"

"I'll just pay for it. It's an old bed anyway, it'll just collect dust." Zhu Jing said casually, then became serious, "Brother, with your wife's health, someone needs to stay in the room with her, especially at night."

"Hmm." Ye Zhengting closed his mouth and responded, which was taken as agreement.

Zhu Jing immediately smiled, turned her head and winked at Shen Fenghe, "Sister-in-law, you see, my brother still cares about you. Feelings will develop over time."

She also said the last sentence to Ye Zhengting.

Ye Zhengting didn't say anything, just kept his head down and ate his rice.

Shen Fenghe smiled and served each of the brother and sister a bowl of soup.

"Hiccup!"

Zhu Jing talked a lot and ate a lot. After letting out a satisfied and happy burp, she took Shen Fenghe's arm and said, "Sister-in-law, let my brother pack up by himself. You see me off."

"What's wrong? Is this your first time visiting my home and you can't find your way out?" Ye Zhengting glanced at her, speaking sarcastically.

"I'll take my sister-in-law out for a walk. Don't you know pregnant women need to exercise? If you won't accompany my sister-in-law, then I will." Zhu Jing immediately retorted.

Shen Fenghe patted her hand and led her quickly out the door, just in case the brother and sister really started fighting. Ye Zhengting was already in a bad mood today and could easily ignite.

"Sister-in-law, my brother was raised by his grandfather when he was little. He received military-style management from a young age, which has made him very tough. He doesn't know how to speak softly or sweet-talk. Please don't mind him!"

After going downstairs, Zhu Jing slowly began to speak.

Although she already knew that the two were not in a free-love relationship, and that Ye Zhengting was not pursuing Shen Fenghe, Zhu Jing still felt that Ye Zhengting liked Shen Fenghe. Otherwise, why didn't he push her away that night?

Being drunk is no excuse. If you're really dead drunk, how can you expect to stay undisturbed?

He should be like his father, lying on the ground like a corpse all night, not even feeling when rats gnaw on his toes.

Shen Fenghe was the same; otherwise, why would she bite him instead of asking for help?

Both of them were caught in the middle of the situation and couldn't see their own hearts clearly.

"Your brother is a good person. I'm not good enough for him. You've seen what kind of family I come from," Shen Fenghe said with a bitter smile.

"It's not that your family is bad, it's that your brother and sister-in-law are bad!" Zhu Jing corrected seriously.

"We've all been through ten years of turmoil. Who hasn't been labeled a 'stinking intellectual' or one of the 'five black categories'? Our family backgrounds are all pretty similar. The reason your family ended up like that, besides the influence of the general environment, is mainly due to your brother and sister-in-law's problems."

"But your brother and sister-in-law are rotten to the core, yet they haven't corrupted you. This shows that you, sister-in-law, are like a lotus rising from the mud, untainted. You shouldn't feel inferior; on the contrary, you should be proud!"

Zhu Jing became more and more agitated as she spoke, and tightly grasped Shen Fenghe's hand, "Sister-in-law, I still think my brother is not good enough for you."

"Let me tell you about his weaknesses."

"Your brother has a weakness?" Shen Fenghe asked in surprise.

Having witnessed him beat Li Qingshou like he was beating his son, Shen Fenghe couldn't think of any other weakness he might have.

"There are so many!"

Zhu Jing counted on her fingers as she explained, "He's ticklish, afraid of snakes and cockroaches, has an allergic reaction to peaches, and can't eat spicy food..."

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Ye Zhengting, who was washing dishes, kept sneezing and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Sister-in-law, just see her to the door. The threshold is high, so don't come out."

Upon reaching the entrance of the family compound, Zhu Jing released Shen Fenghe's hand, smiled, and waved goodbye.

"I'll come back for another meal tomorrow."

"Okay! I'll make you spicy chicken with green peppers."

Shen Fenghe smiled and watched her leave.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

Zhu Jing hummed a song, skipping a couple of steps, "How could this family possibly do without me?"

With her around, how could her brother and sister-in-law not fall in love?

When Shen Fenghe returned home, she saw Ye Zhengting fiddling with the folding bed, seemingly struggling with where to put it.

He kept moving closer to the bed and then further away, until even the bed seemed tired of it.

"How about we keep a one-meter distance like we did at the camp? A fan in between won't affect who's going up or down," Shen Fenghe suggested.

"Okay." Ye Zhengting nodded, then measured the distance with his arm and rearranged the bed.

Seeing him bend over with his back to her, Shen Fenghe remembered Zhu Jing saying that he was ticklish, so she wanted to try it out.

So she sneaked up behind him, reached out her wicked claws, and scratched his side.

Ye Zhengting froze abruptly, his muscles tensing up.

"Shen Fenghe, what are you doing?"

With a loud shout, he turned around and grabbed Shen Fenghe's mischievous hands.

Shen Fenghe smiled mischievously, "So you really are ticklish."

Ye Zhengting narrowed his eyes. "Zhu Jing told you?"

"I guessed!" Shen Fenghe resolutely refused to betray her teammate.

"I don't believe it." Ye Zhengting's eyes narrowed into two lines.

"I'm not lying to you!" Shen Fenghe said without blinking.

"I don't..." Ye Zhengting's pupils suddenly dilated.

A delicate fragrance wafted over, silencing his words.

Shen Fenghe tiptoed and placed a kiss on his stubble chin.

"Ye Zhengting, thank you!"

That night, Ye Zhengting felt an itch on his chin and kept scratching it.

The folding bed was indeed more comfortable to sleep on than the sofa, but while his body was comfortable, his mind was not. He could still hear the neighbors' bedroom music from both sides, which made him feel excited.

In contrast, Shen Fenghe slept peacefully, completely undisturbed by the outside world, probably already fast asleep.

This made him reflect on himself, realizing that as a soldier, his composure was not as strong as that of a pregnant woman.

Little did they know, Shen Fenghe had cotton stuffed in her ears, so no matter how much her neighbors pounded on her walls, she couldn't hear them.

"Huff...huff..."

Ye Zhengting took several deep breaths, sometimes hearing his neighbor's soft moans and sometimes hearing Zhu Jing's words, "Feelings are all built through sleeping together." Gradually, he started dreaming again, this time with Shen Fenghe on top.

In my dream, Shen Fenghe was already pregnant, full and rounded, and even more feminine.

She straddled him, whispering shyly and coquettishly, "Zhengting, I want it."

Ye Zhengting's heart softened, he loosened his clenched fists, and closed his eyes.

"good!"