Chapter 99: Dresses
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
In Duan Yizhou’s mind, whether it was a boy or a girl didn’t really matter, because as long as it was his and Luo Songran’s, they would be their cherished treasures. But when he saw this princess room, he felt a bit moved. He had passed by children’s clothing stores in the mall before, but none had captivated him like this.
The princess room was not small. The macaron pink princess style was something any man couldn’t help but stop and admire. In the center of the room, the princess bed with its pure white triangular canopy hung down, partially covering the bed but unable to hide the oversized white bunny plush toy.
There were many plush toys that girls liked in the room, as well as some princess-themed toys, all arranged neatly, even more comprehensive than a model room.
“These are not the highlights, the dressing room is.” Dad patted Duan Yizhou’s shoulder, looking mysterious. “These are treasures I’ve been collecting for twenty years. Maybe you’ll find them useful. I hope so.”
Luo Songran felt speechless seeing Dad’s excited expression. He hugged Papa’s shoulder, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Look at your husband, he’s definitely not satisfied with just having a son, he wants a daughter.”
Dad, hearing Luo Songran starting to provoke again, narrowed his eyes dangerously. Seeing him hugging his husband, he warned, “Luo Songran, watch your hands. You’re a grown man and yet you’re always hugging Papa.”
Papa, helpless, caught Dad’s implied gaze. “Are you jealous of your son all the time?”
Hearing Dad say that, Luo Songran just wanted to hug him more. He leaned his head on Papa’s shoulder, intentionally provoking Dad. “No matter how big I am, I’m still Papa’s baby.”
Dad was very persistent about this title. His expression turned serious instantly. “Luo Songran, I’ve told you before, Papa’s baby is only one, and it’s me.”
“I don’t care.” Luo Songran said unabashedly.
Seeing Luo Songran’s pregnant belly and his hands moving restlessly, Dad wisely retracted his threatening hand. “Forget it, I’ll let you off this time.”
Duan Yizhou was speechless once again. It wasn’t just hereditary crying, but also hereditary immaturity.
“That’s just how they are, sorry for the embarrassment,” Papa noticed Duan Yizhou’s changing expression, feeling helpless and frustrated. “It’s already quite peaceful now. They used to fight more. I’ve gotten used to it, you’ll get used to it too.”
Duan Yizhou was surprised. He knew Luo Songran had a good relationship with his fathers, but he hadn’t expected it to be this good. Despite the quarrels, their relationship was like that of friends. In other families, no matter how good the father-son relationship was, there would still be a level of respect between them as father and son. After all, a father was still a father, and the son was still the son.
It was no wonder Luo Songran’s personality was so carefree, willful, and genuine. In his eyes, Luo Songran’s willfulness wasn’t a derogatory term, but rather a result of the freedom and capital he had been given in his upbringing, and he didn’t abuse it. He knew when he was wrong and would admit it.
Now that it was his turn to be a father, he also hoped his children would be like this, carefree.
The four of them walked into the dressing room.
The dressing room was almost as big as the bedroom, with wardrobe doors made of glass, hanging countless delicate princess dresses of various colors and for various age ranges, from newborn to around six years old.
Not only were there dresses, but also various girls’ shoes and accessories, everything one could need. It was even more comprehensive than the outfits put together by the sales assistants at the department stores.
Duan Yizhou once again refreshed his understanding of Father Luo. It turned out that alphas also had hidden sides, such as Father Luo’s fondness for little princesses. Now he completely understood how Father Luo’s temper had been indulged. It was all Father Luo’s doing. And since he also indulged him, wouldn’t he have to deal with their children being spoiled in the future?
Looking at Father Luo, it was really hard to say.
“Yizhou, if we really have a little princess in the future, this whole room will be yours.” Dad walked to the wardrobe and opened the door, looking at the small dresses inside. He reached out and touched the lace hem, a smile in his eyes. “I was eagerly looking forward to this room back then. Even though RanRan turned out to be a boy, this room still means a lot to me because it holds a father’s eager anticipation for his child.”
“I was still relatively young when I became a father, and RanRan was born in the prime of my life. I even made several elite plans back then because I wanted him to have the best education.”
Hearing this, Luo Songran quietly walked to the side to touch the dresses. Why was he saying all this? He knew he wasn’t an elite; it made him feel stupid.
Duan Yizhou caught Dad’s meaning and smiled. “Did the plans actually work out in the end?”
Papa thought about it and also smiled. “Plans couldn’t keep up with changes. RanRan was never one to sit still. His biggest interest has always been playing with cars. While his siblings started studying and even skipped grades, he chose to play with cars.”
“But your violin skills are excellent, aren’t they?” Duan Yizhou, seeing Luo Songran almost burying himself in the wardrobe, reached out and pulled him out, his lips curved slightly. “It’s okay, I understand.”
“But my academic performance is not good,” Luo Songran knew that his academic performance had always been terrible, and the only advantage he had was being an art major, as well as being good at English. Now the thought of having to go back to school for two more years after his hiatus made him feel miserable. “…I feel like I’m going to fail all my exams if I go back.”
Just thinking about it gave him a headache. And then, the children lying next to him, drinking milk, while he struggled to study, made it even more unbearable.
“With Yizhou around, what are you afraid of?” Dad teased, “The best tutor is right beside you. When the time comes, let him tutor you. Your dad and I don’t have to worry about you failing your exams anymore. Let someone else worry about it.”
Luo Songran glanced nervously at Duan Yizhou.
“It’s okay, once you’ve rested well after giving birth, I’ll help you,” Duan Yizhou knew what this guy was thinking. Back when they were dating, he had skipped classes to come see him, even flying to the country where he was on a business trip.
He had scolded him for it, but he never seemed to learn.
“Oh, Yizhou, keep an eye on him and don’t let him run around everywhere,” Dad remembered something and reminded, “When RanRan’s Papa was six months pregnant, he managed to hide it from me and lied about working overtime but actually went to a bar. This kind of thing must be strictly forbidden. Don’t let him get away with it.”
Papa looked at Dad expressionlessly, then pinched his waist, half-smiling, “Be quiet, you’re too noisy.”
Luo Songran immediately raised his hand to Duan Yizhou, swearing, “I definitely won’t do that. Look how obedient I am now. How could I possibly go to a bar without telling you? Bars are so dangerous. If I got into an accident, I would definitely feel uncomfortable.”
Duan Yizhou saw how serious this little brat’s expression was, and his tone was just as serious. He really wanted to believe him, but for some reason, he still felt a little worried. But then he thought that in a while, he would pause his work and stay with him entirely. There shouldn’t be any major problems.
“Yeah, I believe you. I’ll be completely devoted to you in a while,” Luo Songran, “!”. He almost forgot about this! Duan Yizhou noticed every subtle expression of Luo Songran’s and thought he should keep a little suspicion and vigilance. Who knew this guy might find it very boring and run out again.
In the evening, they stayed at home.
In Luo Songran’s room, the two of them were embracing each other on the bed, looking at their childhood photo album.
“You did look like a girl when you were a kid,” Duan Yizhou leaned against the headboard, holding Luo Songran in his arms, adjusting his posture to make him sit more comfortably, then rested his chin on his shoulder, looking at the photos in the album together.
They were looking at photos of Luo Songran wearing little dresses.
At that time, he should have been one or two years old, not yet understanding things, wearing a white dress with a beautiful delicate beret and little leather shoes. He looked like a white dumpling, with round and bright eyes, pretty and obedient, just like a little girl.
Luo Songran glanced at him when he heard him still talking about it. “Why, are you feeling sorry for me not being a girl?”
“How could I,” Duan Yizhou gently hugged his pregnant belly, one hand massaging in circles with the palm of his hand, while the other continued flipping through the album. “I just think you were very cute when you were little.”
The album contained many solo photos of Luo Songran. The rich childhood made the content of the album very rich, and of course, there were also many ugly photos.
There were also many photos of the little brat who cried a lot, all captured in that moment.
“And now?” Luo Songran felt the wide palm massaging his belly gradually getting warmer, especially when the circular motion moved from the top to the bottom. He didn’t feel much on the upper part, but every time it circled down to the lower part, his lower back couldn’t help but tense up.
It felt tingling and numb, making it easy to have random thoughts.
“Even cuter,” Duan Yizhou clearly felt Luo Songran’s physical response. He chuckled softly. “Even cuter after getting pregnant.”
The man’s low, gentle voice sounded in his ears, like some kind of ferment, penetrating his eardrums, making half of his body tingly and making it easy for him to have uncontrollable thoughts.
Luo Songran instinctively turned his face away. “You’re getting so close, my ear itches.”
“Yeah, the baby’s ears are red.” Duan Yizhou saw it and pinched his ear with a smile.
With this pinch, Luo Songran couldn’t help but hum. He looked at Duan Yizhou angrily and glanced at him, “Don’t pinch me, it tickles.”
Listening to this sound like a little cat’s, soft and delicate, yet fierce, he glared at him with an angry tone but not an angry look. Especially after becoming pregnant, this kind of small temper seemed more like coquetry, without any harm.
It just made people feel cute.
And it was typical of saying one thing but meaning another.
“Then I won’t pinch you,” Duan Yizhou smiled and withdrew his hand, continuing to massage his pregnant belly.
At this moment, the two of them stopped talking, but the atmosphere changed subtly with the massaging of the pregnant belly.
Luo Songran didn’t know what was wrong with him. Usually, when Duan Yizhou massaged him, he didn’t feel like this, but now that Duan Yizhou was massaging around his belly, he felt uncontrollably trembling.
It was the kind of sensitivity that stimulated adrenaline.
“Duan Yizhou…” He felt a bit uncomfortable with the massage and turned his head to look at Duan Yizhou. “I feel like your massage technique today is a bit different from usual.”
“What’s different?”
“It’s just that whenever you massage me, I start trembling.”
Duan Yizhou stopped his movements. He lowered his gaze to meet Luo Songran’s moist eyes, calmly concealing the emotions stirred up by this statement. “Then, should I stop massaging?”
This guy always managed to tease him inadvertently.
And it happened during this period that required careful nurturing.
“But that’s not really a good idea,” Luo Songran saw him move his hand away and reached out to put his hand back on his pregnant belly. “Let’s continue the massage.”
He might tremble, but it felt strangely comfortable.
“How should I massage?” Duan Yizhou asked knowingly.
“Just like you did just now,” Luo Songran held Duan Yizhou’s hand and gently massaged his pregnant belly as he did before, relieving the pressure on his stomach.
Just as this hand reached the bottom of the pregnant belly, in that instant, he couldn’t help but whimper. Because both children in his belly kicked him at the same time. Perhaps they kicked too hard that he couldn’t help but shed tears.
Duan Yizhou felt the small feet kicking under his palm. He gently rubbed along the position of the small feet and coaxed softly, “Be good, little ones. If you hurt Papa, Papa won’t love you anymore.”
Soon, the restless little feet calmed down. They could be so obedient when they wanted to be.
Luo Songran nestled in Duan Yizhou’s arms, easing the discomfort from being kicked just now, mainly because sometimes they would kick his stomach or other places too hard, which was really painful at that moment.
“Where did they kick you?” Duan Yizhou laid him flat on the bed, lying on his side next to him.
“My stomach,” Luo Songran sniffed, his nose tingling. “They keep kicking me lately, always hitting my stomach. They’re so naughty.”
Duan Yizhou wiped away the physiological tears at the corner of his eyes, placed his arm under his head for him to pillow on, and then hugged him, gently patting his back. “Four more months. Let’s hang in there.”
Luo Songran looked up with a grievance. “The only one who can hurt me is you, they can’t.”
As soon as the words fell, there was a momentary silence in the atmosphere.
The color of Duan Yizhou’s eyes under the golden-rimmed glasses changed. This seemingly inadvertent remark shifted his gaze from gentle to deep. He reached out, took off his glasses, and placed them on the bedside table.
“How could I bear to hurt you?” he smiled.
Luo Songran liked watching Duan Yizhou take off his glasses, it was so refined and classy. He leaned his face closer to Duan Yizhou’s lips and whispered softly, “Actually, I like it.”
He wouldn’t forget the night when the aphrodisiac woke him up and made him dizzy. He couldn’t wait to unload his cargo soon.
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