Chapter 203 - 112: Wanting to Do Push-Ups on Him

Chapter 203: Chapter 112: Wanting to Do Push-Ups on Him

"Be good. Drink it."

"An image is coming to mind."

"What image?"

"The scene where Pan Jinlian gives Wu Dalang his medicine."

"I’m going to pinch you." She gave Chen Yuan a light, reproachful slap. "Be good and drink it."

She was holding it right to his lips. Refusing now would be a waste of Jiang Wanyi’s kind gesture.

Taking the small bottle, he tilted his head back and downed it.

The taste was okay. It wasn’t as bad as he’d imagined, but it wasn’t great either.

"Mili, let’s give Daddy a round of applause."

Mili copied Jiang Wanyi’s action, giggling as she clapped.

Chen Yuan felt a sense of daze. ’Isn’t this exactly what a normal family of three is like?’

But with him in the picture, the script was a little different.

"Why are you spacing out? I smelled it just now. The taste seemed okay."

"No, I just feel..." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"Look at us right now. Don’t we look like a family of three?"

Jiang Wanyi paused. She looked at Chen Yuan, then at the baby. The three of them were sitting in the playpen, the house was a little messy—everything seemed just as it should be for a normal family.

And Jiang Wanyi had felt this way for a long time.

Every time she was cooking in the kitchen while he played with the baby, she would get this feeling.

But this time, since the words came from Chen Yuan, it felt different.

Jiang Wanyi didn’t know how to describe her feelings, but she was happy, even relieved, that Chen Yuan felt this way.

"You’re the baby’s father, and I’m the baby’s mother. Isn’t that what being a family of three feels like?"

"Plus this."

Chen Yuan held up the small bottle. "With this, it’s even more like it."

"Why?"

"You, the mom of the house, even know to get me some supplements. That’s a great thing."

"I looked at a lot of things today. I wanted to buy them all for you to try, but then I thought you might not actually eat them, so I bought this to try first. If you’re good about it, I’ll get you more in the future."

"This is enough. If I take anything else, the rest of the story won’t add up."

"What do you mean the rest of the story won’t add up?" Jiang Wanyi was confused.

"And you have the nerve to ask," Chen Yuan said bluntly.

"Why wouldn’t I? This is for your own good."

"Other moms, after giving the dad supplements, will tactfully put the kid to sleep and then go take a shower themselves. But after I drink mine, we’re just sitting here staring at each other."

"Staring at each other..."

Jiang Wanyi paused for a moment before understanding what Chen Yuan meant. A blush crept onto her fair, delicate cheeks.

"I’m gonna pinch you! You’re so annoying!"

She stuck the straw into the fruit tea and held it to Chen Yuan’s lips.

"You have a sip first."

"I’ll pass. I haven’t been working out as much lately. Look at my stomach."

Chen Yuan lifted his shirt. The definition of his abs was clearly not as sharp as before.

"That’s already very good."

Jiang Wanyi looked at her own stomach. "If you need to work out, then I need to even more."

"Men and women are different. If you get too skinny, it won’t be comfortable when I rest my head on your lap in the future."

"All you think about is your own comfort."

After they finished the fruit tea, Jiang Wanyi went to the kitchen and took out a few bags of milk.

Her recent production had finally caught up with Chen Yuan’s consumption. She had to make him drink more.

Besides the milk, she also took out some fruit to make him a fruit salad dessert.

"GIGGLE GIGGLE..."

While making the dessert, she heard Mili’s laughter. She glanced over at the playpen and saw Chen Yuan doing push-ups with Mili on his back, clinging to him like a little sloth and laughing nonstop.

’That rascal, he’s already started working out.’

’He really cares about his appearance.’

Subconsciously, she looked down at her own stomach.

He had been buying her plenty of tasty food recently, and she hadn’t been watching what she ate, so the fat on her belly hadn’t gone away.

’If this keeps up, maybe one day he’ll start to find me unattractive. He might not want to rest his head on my lap anymore.’

She finished making the fruit salad dessert. Several minutes had passed, and she saw Chen Yuan was still exercising.

His stamina surprised Jiang Wanyi a little. ’Young people are really something else.’

"Okay, Mili, Daddy’s tired now. Come on down."

She handed the fruit salad dessert to Chen Yuan with one hand and picked up the baby with the other.

"Ahhh..."

"Baba~~~"

Evidently, Mili hadn’t had enough fun yet and wanted to lie on Chen Yuan’s back a little longer.

But Jiang Wanyi was firm. She didn’t give in, simply holding the baby in her arms.

Chen Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. ’I haven’t lost much of my edge,’ he thought.

While he ate the fruit salad dessert, Jiang Wanyi adopted her previous tactic: using a small toy to lead Mili around.

This went on until after nine o’clock.

During this time, they didn’t really do much, but neither of them felt bored.

Mili was tired from playing. She lay on the floor, her little finger picking back and forth at the playmat. Drool trickled from the corner of her mouth. It was as if she had entered a trance-like state, lost in her own world.

The two exchanged a glance, figuring it was about time, and carried her to the bathroom.

Usually, Mili was very happy during bathtime, but the last few days had been different. Having had all her energy drained, she just sat in the bathtub without any spirit.

Since the baby was in no mood to play, they didn’t waste any time. They bathed her, took her out, dried her off, and went back to playing with her.

"Did you apply the ointment?"

"It doesn’t hurt as much as yesterday. It’s a lot better."

"You’re healing pretty fast. Another day or two, and you should be fine."

"Mhm," Jiang Wanyi said with a nod.

"You were exhausted yesterday. Let me handle tonight."

"I’m not tired. I caught up on sleep during the day."

"You must have slept in class." Jiang Wanyi gave him a look that said, *See how well I know you?*

"Even if I didn’t have to soothe Mili at night, I’d still sleep in class."

Jiang Wanyi wanted to say something, but on second thought, all the students she had taught were like that.

’People their age don’t have a deep awareness of life’s difficulties. No matter how much I say, they won’t fully understand.’

’I won’t say anything. I don’t want him to think I’m nagging.’

’Anyway, he’s only a freshman. When he’s a junior, I’ll help him prepare for the postgraduate entrance exams. I’ll pave the way for his future so he can get a stable job and won’t have to suffer so much later on.’

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing that Jiang Wanyi’s spirits seemed a little low, Chen Yuan asked.

"Whenever I think about you not being able to go to class because of me, I feel guilty."

"Because of you?"

Chen Yuan said matter-of-factly, "I got a daughter for free. I’m the one who came out ahead here."

"You’re just saying nice things because you’re afraid I’ll feel guilty."

"You have to look past the surface to the essence. I’d be sleeping here, and I’d be sleeping there. Why not pick the more comfortable spot?"

"That may be true, but you can’t be so blatant about it."

"Don’t overthink it. It’s just for a few more days. Once she’s weaned off her night feedings, everything will go back to normal."

"Mhm."

After discussing their plans, they noticed the baby was getting drowsy, so neither of them spoke.

Chen Yuan gently patted the baby. About twenty minutes later, when she was fast asleep, he carefully laid her down.

Jiang Wanyi covered her with a blanket, habitually gave her a kiss on the cheek and little feet, and then quietly slipped out with Chen Yuan.

This was the most relaxing moment of the day. Neither Jiang Wanyi nor Chen Yuan felt like going straight to sleep.

The two went to the living room. Jiang Wanyi tied up her hair, took out a yoga mat, and prepared to do a little workout.

Chen Yuan didn’t stay idle either. They exercised together, becoming workout buddies of a sort.

But as she exercised, Jiang Wanyi’s gaze drifted to Chen Yuan.

She thought about Mili on his back while he was doing push-ups.

’What would it feel like if *I* were sitting on his back?’

’He probably wouldn’t be able to hold me up, would he?’