Pouting, he suddenly really wanted to cry. He was a grown man, yet he was actually going to give birth to a child. The mindset he had finally calmed down shattered instantly under this terrifying situation. Qi Yue, who had always had a good temper, could no longer keep his mouth in check and ended up scolding every one of the men.
It hurt. An incomparably intense pain. Contractions came every few minutes, the feeling like his belly was so full it was about to split open. Qi Yue was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat. Not long after, he was sent to the base hospital.
No one had ever figured out exactly what caused Qi Yue to be able to get pregnant, but his body structure was, after all, different from that of a woman. He could not give birth naturally and had to undergo a cesarean section.
“You all go out.” Qi Yue said so with his mouth, but his hand tightly gripped the hem of Yan Bin’s clothes and refused to let go.
“Don’t be afraid, we’re here with you,” Yan Bin comforted him.
Only then did Qi Yue let out a breath of relief. It wasn’t that he was being overly delicate. This situation was truly terrifying. The thought of giving birth made him even more frightened than the first time he saw zombies.
During the surgery, Qi Yue’s men stayed by his side watching the entire time. They had the means to check whose child it was beforehand, but they did not do so. No matter whose it was, they were all looking forward to it. As long as it was born by Qi Yue, they would cherish it as their own biological child. Besides, even if this one wasn’t theirs, at least there was hope. There could be a next time, right? If Qi Yue knew that several of them were already setting their sights on having him continue to give birth, he would definitely blow up.
Han Fei was standing to the side, holding his own big belly while watching the bloody cesarean section. Cold sweat kept pouring down his head, and his face was deathly pale. He was terrified by the scene. He had experienced all kinds of big and small matters and seen plenty of bloody scenes, but this was his first time seeing childbirth. Thinking that he himself was also going to give birth made him unbearably irritated.
He knew very well that Qi Yue could not stand seeing him, yet he deliberately went over anyway. There was no time to complain about Han Fei, but the others had already made up their minds not to let him off. Before they could even think about how to deal with Han Fei, he collapsed on his own.
Another premature birth. The base hospital was very busy that day.
Holding the son Qi Yue had given birth to for him, Yan Bin felt so happy he was about to cry. He had always thought his personality was like his father’s, equally cold and indifferent, but only after meeting Qi Yue did he realize how miserable the first decades of his life had been. He loved Qi Yue, and only he himself knew how intense that feeling was.
Han Fei was sitting on another hospital bed beside Qi Yue, flustered as he fed the son born by cesarean section with a bottle. Qi Yue had given birth to Yan Bin’s child, while the son between him and Qi Yue was born by him. Han Fei felt extremely aggrieved.
No matter whose belly the children came from, seeing that the pair of cousins both had sons, the remaining two men could no longer stay calm. Because Qi Yue had undergone a cesarean section and was also male, to avoid other problems, the doctor recommended that they wait three months before resuming s*xual activity.
Finally enduring until the ban was lifted, the two of them became even more inventive in clinging to Qi Yue, seizing every possible opportunity to sneak intimacy. The two who already had sons were understanding of their eagerness for children and turned a blind eye. Women at least have an ovulation period, but Qi Yue’s situation made it impossible to define exactly when the dangerous period was. The two of them simply treated every day as an ovulation period and worked tirelessly day and night without wavering.
Over time, the two fathers of the children were no longer willing to tolerate it. Qi Yue already had less time to fool around with them because he was taking care of the children, and after being stirred up by those two jealousy-ridden men, the time became even less. The open and covert struggles among them completely angered Qi Yue. He decided on one person per day, with the remaining three days for him to rest and take care of the children. This way, there were no benefits for anyone.
Regarding Qi Yue and Han Fei being able to get pregnant and give birth, after repeated examinations and research with various instruments, it was discovered that the fetus was not nurtured by a uterus as originally thought. Instead, a kind of incubation sac formed at the folds of the abdominal skin in both of them, similar to a kangaroo’s pouch. After a certain period of incubation, the fetus was then delivered. As for why the incubation sac formed and how the two of them produced ova, it remained unknown. Several of the men suspected that this was related to Qi Yue’s space, but if it was because of the space, then why had nothing like this happened in so many years before. The specific cause still had no conclusion.
The two little buns were very cute, and most of the time it was Qi Yue who took care of them. Qi Yue was practically gifted when it came to raising children. He was already a very patient person. The men had once thought about hiring a nanny at the base, but Qi Yue did not agree. His own children should of course be raised by himself to be close. Qi Yue had never enjoyed parental affection when he was young. Now that he had children, he was determined to love them doubly.
Yan Bin’s son was named Yan Qi, named by Yan Bin, taking the surnames of both him and Qi Yue. Han Fei’s son was named Han Xiaonao, named by Qi Yue, who even deliberately put on airs and said the name had commemorative value. Men giving birth was just nonsense anyway.
According to DNA testing, Yan Qi’s biological father was Yan Bin and his mother was Qi Yue. As for Han Fei’s child, the biological father was Qi Yue and the mother was him. This result dealt Han Fei a heavy psychological blow. He was willing to share Qi Yue’s burden, but this kind of thing still left him feeling inexplicably stifled. He made up his mind that he would definitely work harder to make Qi Yue give birth to a child of his own.
“Yueyue, I’m hungry.” Han Fei wrapped his arms around Qi Yue’s waist from behind and gnawed at that long neck. Qi Yue’s skin was getting better and better, not at all like someone in his thirties. It was tender and irresistible.
“Where are the kids?” Qi Yue was using the oven to bake small pastries.
“They’re outside playing with Tang Ke and the others. You only have eyes for the kids now and don’t care about me at all.” Han Fei was full of jealousy, his hand misbehaving as it slipped into Qi Yue’s pants.
Qi Yue dodged Han Fei’s hand while pouring the baked pastries onto a plate. One hand held the plate of pastries, and the other pushed Han Fei away with his elbow. “It tickles. Wait until I finish this. Xiaonao wants to eat pastries.”
“Xiaonao wants a younger brother.” Han Fei pressed against Qi Yue with obvious implication.
Hearing this, Qi Yue recalled the scene of Han Fei giving birth that he had deliberately forgotten. His hand trembled, and the finished pastries on the plate nearly fell to the ground. He hurriedly set it aside, lowered his head, covered his face with his hand, and laughed.
Han Fei darkened his face and pressed Qi Yue against the kitchen counter behind him, sealing Qi Yue’s laughter with his mouth. As they kissed, things quickly became heated, and before long the two were getting into it.
Qi Yue was licked and bitten by Han Fei until he was dizzy, when he felt someone tugging at his pant leg. Forcing himself to maintain a bit of clarity, he lowered his head to look. This was bad. Han Xiaonao had crawled into the kitchen at some point and was grinning at the two of them with his little mouth wide open. Qi Yue forcefully pushed away the unsatisfied Han Fei.
“Get up, Xiaonao came in,” Qi Yue reminded him in a low voice.
Han Fei dissatisfiedly spat out what he had been biting, now swollen and hard, withdrew the hand that had been causing trouble in Qi Yue’s **, and with the other hand forcefully pinched the other side. Only when he heard Qi Yue cry out did he feel satisfied.
“Brat, you only know how to mess things up. Your dad was making you a little brother.” Han Fei picked up his son from the floor and accused the mischievous little guy with a serious face.
Han Xiaonao thought he was being teased. Remembering the kissing scene he had seen earlier, he ingratiatingly leaned over and slobbered all over his dad’s face, leaving Han Fei covered in saliva.
Han Fei helplessly sighed. After being interrupted by his son like this, little Han Fei, which had been burning hot, had already gone soft.
Han Xiaonao was almost one year old. He could say a few simple sounds. What he liked to eat most was the small cakes Qi Yue made. They were soft, sweet, and melted in the mouth.
When he saw the pastries on the plate, his eyes could no longer hold anything else. He pointed at the small cakes on the counter and babbled, “@#$%^*@%#@%￥……” After babbling for a long time, his eyes even turned red with urgency. Finally, he squeezed out the word “eat.” Qi Yue had taught them very well. Although the two children were young, they were very polite.
Having been caught fooling around with Han Fei by his son earlier, Qi Yue was very embarrassed. With his back to the father and son, he continued to fiddle with the unfinished dough.
Han Fei used the newly grown stubble on his chin to rub hard against Han Xiaonao’s face several times, rubbing the chubby little face until it turned red and the little mouth opened to cry before he stopped. Seeing that his son was about to cry, Han Fei’s conscience stirred, and he picked up the plate of pastries beside him to coax him.
Han Xiaonao had tears in his eyes, but the moment he saw the big plate of his favorite little cakes, he immediately broke into a wide smile and grabbed the best-looking one from the plate. Seeing his dad about to bring his face over again to poke him with his beard, he pouted and, though reluctant, stretched out his little hand.
Han Fei opened his mouth and happily accepted the feeding from his son, eating the bright red little cake. He satisfiedly kissed his son’s face. His son was just so well-behaved, far better than Yan Bin’s child, Yan Qi, who always wore an expression like a little old man.
“Good son, go. Feed one to your little dad.” Han Fei chewed the cake and gave instructions indistinctly.
Though Han Xiaonao was small, he was very perceptive, though it was unclear who he took after. He stretched out his chubby little hand, grabbed another brightly colored, good-looking little cake from the plate, and hummed as he called out to Qi Yue.
Qi Yue really could not hold back anymore. He turned around and took his son from Han Fei’s arms.
Han Xiaonao brought the cake in his hand to Qi Yue’s mouth, ah ah ah, signaling for Qi Yue to open his mouth.
“Xiaonao eat it yourself. Daddy won’t eat.” Qi Yue affectionately kissed Han Xiaonao’s tender little cheek.
“Eat…”
Although Han Xiaonao was very greedy, he deeply understood one principle. If little dad was happy, he would have lots and lots of good food. Saliva kept secreting in his mouth as he held up his hand, still stubbornly refusing to pull it back. There were still many left on the plate, so he was willing to share a few with others. If the food was almost gone, he would not be so generous about giving it away.
Looking at the little hand raised high in front of him and Han Xiaonao’s drooling expression, Qi Yue helplessly opened his mouth and let his son put the food into it.
Seeing Qi Yue smile, Han Xiaonao happily went back to the plate to grab the remaining little cakes. This was bad. He pouted and wanted to cry. All the good-looking cakes on the plate were gone, and the ones left were the usual colors he ate all the time. If he had known there were only two good-looking ones, he would have given the ugly-colored ones to big dad and little dad. He held it in for a moment but couldn’t help it. With a wail, he burst into tears.
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