Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 351 No Exceptions This Time_1

Back in the hotel room, seeing Mingyue teasing her pets on the couch, Xiao Ming asked, "Have you eaten? Uncle packed some steamed lion’s head meatballs and Yangzhou fried rice; they taste good. Come and eat with Qingfeng."

"I already ate," Mingyue replied without turning her head.

"What about Shizuka?"

The girl gestured toward the master bedroom with her mouth, "She went straight to sleep as soon as she arrived and hasn’t come out."

After a moment’s thought, Xiao Ming picked out two lion’s head meatballs and grabbed a serving of fried rice, then tried to turn the bedroom doorknob, and the door opened directly.

Furukawa Shizuka seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber, with her long black hair scattered over the snowy white pillow, tear stains still visible at the corners of her eyes, presenting a quiet, eerily beautiful, and heart-wrenchingly lovely sight.

Walking on tiptoes, Xiao Ming had just placed the food on the bedside table when her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.

"You... this is my bed."

Xiao Ming had intended to show concern, but the words that came out sounded cold.

"I know."

Furukawa Shizuka turned over and, seeing the food on the bedside table, reached out and picked up a grain of rice to eat.

Her arm was fair and tender, completely bare.

"You’re not sleeping naked, are you?"

Smiling with a rice grain pursed between her lips, Shizuka replied, "Why don’t you lift the covers and find out?"

Xiao Ming turned to leave, but his hand was caught.

The blanket slipped from Shizuka’s shoulder, revealing the black strap of her bra.

"It might be better to sleep naked, wearing a bra isn’t good for development."

"My breasts are already quite big, the problem I should worry about is sagging, not development."

Xiao Ming recalled the visual memory and the feel from their time in Lingnan and nodded in agreement.

"Indeed. Your figure is like a little gourd right now, just perfect. Any bigger and it would throw off the balance."

Shizuka gave him an unsatisfied look, "Gourd is gourd, why emphasize the size? Are my legs not long enough, is that what bothers you?"

"Do you hope to gain my affection?" Xiao Ming counter-asked.

"It’s not about hoping, it’s a must."

"Why?"

"Because it’s the effect of my charm."

Xiao Ming laughed, sitting down on the bed, "I wasn’t wrong; the real you is indeed cuter.

If you had looked like this when we first met in Lingnan, even though I still wouldn’t have fallen for you, at least I wouldn’t have bullied you too harshly."

"How do you know this is my true appearance?"

"Now you’re not cute anymore."

Taking the robe from the foot of the bed, Xiao Ming added, "Get out of bed if you’re awake, put on some clothes and eat. The flavor of Huaiyang cuisine changes when it gets cold."

Without hesitating, Shizuka sat up, casually slipping the bathrobe over her in front of him, then lifted her chest proudly with her head held high, about to taunt him, only to realize his gaze wasn’t on her chest at all.

"You... are you a pervert?"

She covered the slight folds of fat on her stomach with the blanket, her face turning crimson.

"There’s no need to be shy; a full figure should be like this. I find it very sexy, not ugly at all," Xiao Ming said with a smile. "On the contrary, with breasts your size, if there was no fat at all around the waist, there would be only one possibility: implants."

"No wonder you brought Yang Hanqing with you to Lingnan, instead of Yun Shi Yu or Zhou Qingyuan. Only her figure matches your taste."

Xiao Ming shook his head and handed her the fried rice, "Although I think you’re cuter when you’re all prickly, that doesn’t mean you can say anything you want. Especially not something with a threatening tone like what you said just now.

It does nothing but decrease my fondness for you.

Don’t do it again. Eat up."

Furukawa Shizuka raised an eyebrow, "You have a good feeling about me?"

"Nonsense! Why would I keep someone I dislike around?"

Furukawa Shizuka’s lips curved slightly as she started to eat.

Xiao Ming went outside to pour her a glass of water and came back to hear her say, "I want to eat lion’s head meatballs."

"Then eat it! No one is stopping you."

"My hands are full."

Xiao Ming gave her a deep look, scooped up a piece of meatball with a spoon, and fed it to her.

"Considering you brought up something that saddens me, this won’t happen again."

"Who says I’m sad..."

Her subconscious denial was blocked by Xiao Ming’s deep gaze, and Furukawa Shizuka slowly lowered her face, soon tears dropped into the fried rice.

"I wasn’t wrong, you must have broken many women’s hearts.

Just for feeding me a bite of food, you retaliate like this. Mr. Xiao, how cold-hearted can you be?"

Xiao Ming took the food container and spoon from her hand and pulled out a paper towel for her.

"Is it really appropriate to be so tsundere at this time? When I wanted to leave earlier, you grabbed me, were you expecting me to sleep with you?"

"Then... then couldn’t you wait until I finished eating? I’m really hungry."

Xiao Ming didn’t respond and stared at Furukawa Shizuka without blinking.

Furukawa Shizuka also stared back at him.

Then, almost simultaneously, they both burst out laughing.

"It’s hard to imagine that a pretty, delicate girl like you could sound so disgusting when saying ’I’."

Furukawa Shizuka punched him.

"It’s all your fault for not letting me pretend. When I act cute, saying ’I’ is just as lovely."

"Alright then!"

Xiao Ming handed her back the food container and spoon, "This cute girl, whose heart I’ve hurt, are you now willing to happily eat and talk to me about your heartbreaking past?"

Furukawa Shizuka froze, then recalling that terrifying scene, although it still hurt, it wasn’t as bad as before.

Does this man... have magic?

Amazing!

After a few bites, she tried several times but eventually handed the food container back to Xiao Ming.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, I’m not so sad anymore.

That incident is the darkest shadow in my heart, and it’s a very heavy and disgusting matter in itself, I suggest you’d rather not hear about it."

"How gruesome can it be? Aren’t you talking about the legendary ’Snake Path’?"

Furukawa Shizuka was shocked, "How do you know about it?"

"Damn! I was just saying it off the cuff," Xiao Ming was also startled, "You’ve been through the ’Snake Path’? How did you survive?"

The so-called "Snake Path" comes from the title used for an oiran’s parade in the old days of Japan, known as "Oiran Dochu," which refers to the oiran’s procession from the pleasure quarters to the place where they meet their clients.

This procession takes place on the main street, where the oiran, dressed in splendid attire and wearing wooden clogs that are five to six inches high, are accompanied by a lively entourage as if in a parade.

By implication, the "Snake Path" is the process of a snake moving from one place to another.

But this process takes place inside a person’s body!

In other words, it’s a very cruel punishment, and those who have experienced it are bound to die; surviving is outright impossible.

Furukawa Shizuka’s tears fell once more as she looked at Xiao Ming, her gaze filled with the yearning and grievances of a wanderer who has encountered kin in a strange place.

"The one punished by the ’Snake Path’ was... was Xingzi..."