The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting Chapter 206 - That’s What Makes It Enjoyable For You, Right?

Chapter 206: That’s What Makes It Enjoyable For You, Right?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Shui Anluo’s small heart trembled. Finally, she admitted defeat and lowered her head to eat.
“Babble…” The little darling waved his tiny arms as he stared at his daddy with a smile on his little mouth.
Chu Ningyi looked straight down at his son’s grinning little face. His iciness slowly dissipated and his dark expression lifted.
This was his wife and the mother of his child. He had chosen her himself!
Chu Ningyi was caught between strangling her to death or being angered to death himself. In the end, he chose the latter.
Chu Ningyi slowly raised the corners of his lips and bent over slightly, just enough to softly murmur into Shui Anluo’s ear, “It’s big and that’s what makes it enjoyable for you, right?”
Pfft…
Shui Anluo nearly spat her rice out as her large eyes stared in complete horror at the composed man sitting in front of her.
Shui Anluo gulped. She felt the deep urge to spit at him until he died.
‘Big Brother, I’m talking about our age difference. Who’s even talking about that part of you?’
Besides, calling it ‘enjoyable’ was a complete lie, it had hurt her to no end.
‘However, is it really a good idea for the mighty Director Chu to spout such colorful words that can’t simply be explained by the word ‘yellow’ while holding your son so seriously?’
Chu Ningyi stared at the look of shock on her face and curled the corners of his lips. He had stayed in a group dorm where he was surrounded by men. Vulgar sketches were described immediately. However, at the time, the cool and lofty Director Chu was only a member of the audience and had never said a thing.
As for when he had dated Yuan Jiayi, he subconsciously felt that it would not be appropriate to say such things to her.
Now, he had blurted it out very naturally in front of Shui Anluo. Perhaps, in his subconscious, he has accepted Shui Anluo as his wife. Also, he felt that it was interesting for a husband and wife to speak about something so explicit, especially when he saw her shocked and blushing face.
Shui Anluo felt as if she had been struck and needed to calm down. She was no match for Director Chu because Director Chu does not follow the script.
Why was he not angry at this point? Why was he still teasing her?
“I was talking about your age, your age.” Shui Anluo gritted her teeth as she tried her best to get out of this one-way lane.
Brrt…
Before Chu Ningyi could say anything, a clear fart rattled from the little darling’s diaper followed by a faint, unusual smell.
Shui Anluo stared blankly for a moment. When she reached out to hold the baby, she caught sight of Chu Ningyi’s very dark expression. He had his hand on the little darling’s buttocks — which meant that if it had not been for the disposable diapers, Director Che’s hand would have won a prize.
“Wah…”
The little darling was irritated as he felt dirty and burst into tears.
Chu Ningyi handed the little darling over to Shui Anluo straightaway and Shui Anluo rolled her eyes. She rose to her feet and jumped back immediately. “That’s your son, what makes you think I should be the one to deal with him once he’s taken a dump?”
Chu Ningyi glared at Shui Anluo dangerously. Does she mean that he should be the one to wash the little ones buttocks?
He remembered the last time he saw Shui Anluo washing the infant’s buttocks and Chu Ningyi’s expression turned even fouler than the smell from the little darling’s poop.
“You go,” Chu Ningyi icily insisted. He was usually able to care for the little darling but the mighty Director Chu wholeheartedly rejected this particular matter.
“Why should I? You’re his daddy.” Shui Anluo seemed to have placed him over the bar on purpose. Besides, she had the wicked urge to watch Chu Ningyi wipe and wash the little darling’s buttocks.
Chu Ningyi looked down at his bawling son. The stench was getting stronger and Chu Ningyi’s brows furrowed deeply like fried dough twists.