Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 294 The Heroine of an Old-Fashioned Romance Novel 14

Ji Xiaosong looked at the wall full of nursery design drawings and the Q-version figures on the screen that looked exactly like her and Huo Chen, but her heart did not stir up much emotion.

Huo Chen's actions did not attract much attention from Ji Xiaosong.

Since regaining her memory, she has stopped loving and trusting anyone.

His only focus was on the mission.

Since my mission in this life is to give birth to twins, I might as well use my remaining time to fight for the best possible future for my two children.

That way, even if they leave in the future, they will still live well under Huo Chen's protection.

Having figured these things out, Ji Xiaosong gradually changed her attitude as Huo Chen slowly showed his affection for her.

As the days went by and the fetus in her womb grew, Ji Xiaosong became increasingly cautious in advancing her plans.

In the blink of an eye, the seasons have changed, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the autumn colors of Central Park West are in full bloom.

Ji Xiaosong stood in front of the dressing mirror, adjusting the belt of her bathrobe; the silk fabric clung to her protruding belly.

The woman in the mirror has lost her initial naivety, and her amber pupils hold an unfathomable light.

She loosened the belt of her bathrobe, her fingertips lingering for a moment on the curve of her protruding belly.

She could feel the slight fetal movements, as if two little lives were greeting her.

"Madam, Mr. Huo is back."

The butler whispered a reminder from outside the door. Ji Xiaosong's lips curved into a perfectly measured smile, and when she turned around, her expression had softened.

She walked slowly towards the living room, supporting her lower back, her silk robe billowing gracefully behind her.

Huo Chen was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window making a phone call, his well-tailored suit highlighting his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Hearing footsteps, he immediately turned around, his gaze softening noticeably when it fell on her protruding belly.

"The meeting has been cancelled?"

Ji Xiaosong took the bird's nest that the maid brought and stirred it gently with a small silver spoon.

This gesture makes her wrists appear exceptionally slender, and she knows that Huo Chen loves her fragile yet resilient appearance the most.

Huo Chen hung up the phone, strode over and took the porcelain bowl from her hand: "The doctor said you need to rest more."

His thumb unconsciously rubbed the pale blue veins on the inside of her wrist. "The babies are very active today."

Ji Xiaosong leaned into his arms and let him place his hand on her stomach.

When Huo Chen's palm touched her swollen belly, his fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

He looked down at the docile woman in his arms, and a strange, bittersweet feeling welled up in his chest.

She hadn't taken the initiative to get close to him like this in a long time.

Ever since that night at the snow mountain castle, Ji Xiaosong's gaze towards him always carried a subtle distance, and even when her attitude softened later, it always seemed as if she was fulfilling some kind of obligation.

But at this moment, her soft hair brushed against his neck, her breath warm, like a cat that had finally retracted its claws.

Huo Chen's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice low and deep: "Why are you being so well-behaved today?"

Ji Xiaosong looked up, her eyes curving slightly: "I suddenly realize that you've been working very hard lately."

She lightly touched his tie with her fingertips. It was a dark-patterned tie that she had randomly picked from the new products sent here by various brands last month. She never expected that he would wear it every day.

Huo Chen's breath hitched.

He almost doubted that it was a hallucination.

Since she became pregnant, he has tried very hard to please her, but she has always remained aloof.

He gave her jewelry, and she thanked him politely.

He canceled his meeting to accompany her to her prenatal checkup, but she simply said, "There's no need to force yourself."

Even the nursery he designed himself, she only stood at the door and glanced at it, saying, "It's pretty good."

But now, she actually leaned into his arms on her own initiative, and even... remembered that he was wearing the tie she had picked out?

Huo Chen's eyes darkened, and his fingertips unconsciously caressed her waist, as if to confirm whether this was a dream.

"Huo Chen."

Ji Xiaosong suddenly called his name softly.

"Ok?"

I dreamt about you last night.

Huo Chen's muscles tensed instantly, and even his breathing became softer.

What did you dream about?

Ji Xiaosong lowered her eyelashes, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"I dreamt that you were holding your babies and walking in the garden."

Her voice was soft, yet like a blunt knife, slowly cutting through all the defenses Huo Chen had built.

She was fantasizing about their future.

This realization made Huo Chen's heart pound, and a wave of almost ecstatic joy washed over him.

He tightened his arms, holding her even closer, his chin resting on the top of her head, his voice hoarse:

"This can be done every day from now on."

Ji Xiaosong softly hummed in agreement and nestled obediently against him.

Huo Chen suddenly felt it was unreal.

It went so well.

How come the person who was cold and distant to him just a few days ago suddenly...?

He loosened his grip slightly, his deep eyes fixed on her face, trying to find a flaw:

"Ji Xiaosong, what are you thinking?"

Ji Xiaosong blinked, looking slightly confused: "What?"

Huo Chen stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

What is he doubting?

She was pregnant with his child, and her increasingly tender body language couldn't lie.

Perhaps, she has finally let down her guard and accepted him?

This thought made Huo Chen's heart pound.

He lowered his head and tentatively kissed her forehead.

Ji Xiaosong did not dodge.

Huo Chen's eyes darkened, his knuckles tracing her cheek, his voice low and husky:

"Trust me one more time, okay?"

This statement is almost humble.

When has the high and mighty Huo family leader ever used such a tone to beg for favors?

Ji Xiaosong looked at the suppressed longing in his eyes and nodded gently.

Huo Chen's breath hitched, and he suddenly scooped her up in his arms and strode toward the bedroom.

"Huo Chen!"

Ji Xiaosong exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice was hoarse, "I just want to hug you."

He gently placed her on the bed, then lay down beside her, his arm loosely around her waist, carefully avoiding her abdomen.

Ji Xiaosong was slightly taken aback.

She thought he would take the opportunity to ask for more, but he simply held her restrainedly, as if he were holding a fragile treasure.

Huo Chen buried his face in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice, "Just stay here for a while."

His breath was hot, spraying onto her skin, carrying an obvious desire, yet he tried his best to restrain himself.

Ji Xiaosong's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly reached out and touched his face.

Huo Chen froze, then looked up at her.

"Have you been...very tired lately?" she asked softly.

Huo Chen's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice low and hoarse: "As long as you pay attention to me, I won't feel tired."

He was stunned the moment those words left his mouth.

When did he become so... humble?

But Ji Xiaosong suddenly laughed.

She leaned closer to him and lightly touched his lips, then pulled away.

"From now on, I'll pay more attention to you."

Huo Chen's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing became erratic.

He suddenly grabbed the back of her head, deepening the kiss, but forcibly restrained himself before losing control, pulling away breathlessly.

"...Don't flirt with me."

His voice was so hoarse, "The doctor said I need to be careful in the later stages of pregnancy."

Ji Xiaosong found it amusing to watch him try so hard to suppress his emotions.

The once arrogant Huo Chen is now thrown into disarray by a casual kiss from her.

She deliberately moved closer, her fingertips lightly tracing the outline of his Adam's apple:

"But I miss you."

Huo Chen's muscles were tense, and his eyes were frighteningly dark.

He abruptly stood up, strode towards the bathroom, and left with a remark:

"...You did it on purpose."

Ji Xiaosong watched his retreating figure, which was almost a hasty escape, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Yes, she did it on purpose.

Let him taste the sweetness, let him indulge in tenderness, let him... never be able to leave her again.

That way, he will treat the child the same way after she leaves.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Ji Xiaosong gently stroked her abdomen, a dark light flashing in her eyes.

"hold on……"

She murmured softly, "Soon, Mom will earn the best of everything for you."