480: miss you

Although Xiao Nianer also called Su Xuan 'Papa', Xiao Nianer was not Su Xuan's biological daughter after all!

Ultimately, Su Qingyuan still felt a little sorry for Su Xuan.

"Qingyuan, what's wrong?"

Su Xuan noticed Su Qingyuan's sadness.

"Nothing... Husband, I just feel a little sorry for you, not having given you a child..."

Su Qingyuan said, blaming herself a little.

Hearing this, Su Xuan smiled. Actually, it didn't matter to him.

After all, Xiao Nianer already called him 'Papa', which was already the best gift for him.

"Don't overthink it. Xiao Nianer already calls me 'Papa', and I'm very satisfied. You don't need to worry!"

Su Xuan comforted Su Qingyuan.

"But... Xiao Nianer is not your biological child after all..."

This matter had always bothered Su Qingyuan quite a bit.

"What if she's not my biological child? I'll still treat her as my own daughter!"

Actually, Su Xuan really wanted to say, 'It's as if Xiao Nianer is your biological child too!'

After all, Xiao Nianer was something even the Full Level Appraisal Skill couldn't detect. This little girl must have some unspeakable secret.

"I'm not worried about that. I just feel that I also need to give you a child..."

Su Qingyuan said. This was her true worry. How could such a good man like Su Xuan not treat Xiao Nianer as his own daughter?

She wasn't worried about this at all. Otherwise, Su Xuan wouldn't have so many women with him.

"Speaking of which, Xuan Xiao, can you tell what Xiao Nianer is?"

Su Xuan suddenly thought that Xuan Xiao was knowledgeable, and his strength and insight were incomparable to anyone in this world.

Letting Xuan Xiao take a look, perhaps he could know something.

Hearing this, Xuan Xiao observed Xiao Nianer for a moment, but he also couldn't tell what she was.

"Master, forgive my limited insight, I cannot tell what the Young Master is..."

"However... I sensed a trace of the Heavenly Dao's Qi on her. This girl is very likely a product of the Heavenly Dao!"

Xuan Xiao said.

"A product of the Heavenly Dao?"

Su Xuan pondered, but after thinking for a long time, he still had no clue, as there was simply too little record of this aspect.

Even Great Emperors didn't really have a big concept of the Heavenly Dao or anything like that.

That thing was simply too ethereal.

"Forget it, too lazy to think. I'll know eventually!"

Su Xuan couldn't be bothered anymore. Anyway, Xiao Nianer still called him 'Papa'. So what if Xiao Nianer was the Heavenly Dao itself? She still had to call him 'Papa'!

"Husband, can you come here for a moment?"

Zhao Rou looked at Su Xuan with affectionate eyes.

"Coming! Wife!"

Su Xuan scurried over. Now that Zhao Rou had just given birth, Su Xuan naturally doted on her even more.

"Wife, is there something you need?"

Su Xuan said with a smile.

Zhao Rou closed the door and opened the forbidden array, looking mysterious.

"Husband... it's been a long time since we've..."

At this moment, Zhao Rou stopped pretending and revealed her true self.

At this moment, Zhao Rou looked at Su Xuan with seductive eyes and an ambiguous tone.

They were an old married couple, and Su Xuan naturally understood what Zhao Rou wanted to do next.

Thinking about it, it was normal. Zhao Rou hadn't been with him for a long time, and even more so after getting pregnant, she couldn't be touched.

Su Xuan looked at Zhao Rou's shimmering eyes, and his Adam's apple unconsciously bobbed.

The air in the room seemed to ignite instantly, carrying a burning heat of long-awaited reunion.

"You, you just gave birth not long ago; your body is still weak."

He reached out and flicked Zhao Rou's nose, his tone filled with tenderness, but his fingertips couldn't help but slide from her cheek to her jaw.

"Can't you just rest honestly?"

Su Xuan said this, but his hands were very restless. Before long, Su Xuan's hands were filled with a fragrant scent.

Zhao Rou also took the opportunity to nestle into Su Xuan's embrace.

"Still pretending, are we? Ping'an's Physique helped me recover a lot. Now, I'm at my Peak condition!"

Zhao Rou said confidently.

"Besides, isn't it because I've been holding back for too long? Don't you miss me, husband?"

Zhao Rou looked at Su Xuan with tender eyes, full of pity, as if if Su Xuan were to say 'no' next, she would immediately burst into tears.

"How could I not miss you? I've missed you so much, my dear!"

Su Xuan scooped up Zhao Rou in his arms and strode towards the bed.

Zhao Rou was his first woman on the Tianxuan Continent, and Su Xuan held some special feelings for her.

Plus, it had been so long since they last met, how could Su Xuan not miss her?

The bed curtains were gently lifted by the wind, then fell, enclosing the room's enchanting atmosphere.

Su Xuan placed Zhao Rou on the soft brocade quilt. As he leaned over, his nose brushed against the faint medicinal scent on her neck.

It was the scent of post-natal tonic, but at this moment, it mingled with her unique fragrance, becoming the most alluring enticement.

"Slow down..."

Zhao Rou reached out to push against his chest, but her fingertips carried a scorching heat, as if the air temperature itself was rising.

Su Xuan caught her hand resting on his chest, his fingertips caressing her delicate skin, and he chuckled softly: "Scared?"

Zhao Rou's cheeks flushed from the warmth of the smile in Su Xuan's eyes, yet she stubbornly lifted her chin, trying to be strong.

"Who's scared?"

Despite her words, her voice trembled slightly at the end, betraying the flutter in her heart.

Su Xuan leaned down and kissed her lips. Unlike the light touches before, this kiss carried an intensity that had been suppressed for a long time, as if to fill the emptiness of this period.

Zhao Rou's breathing instantly became ragged. The hand pressed against his chest unconsciously tightened, wrinkling his clothes, while her other hand wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to her.

The wind outside the curtains had stopped at some point. Only the candlelight occasionally crackled, casting flickering shadows within the curtains.

Su Xuan's hand slowly slid down her waistline.

Even after giving birth, Zhao Rou's skin was still so smooth, making it impossible to let go.

Zhao Rou trembled slightly where his fingertips traced, and a faint blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"It tickles, slow down..."

Zhao Rou spoke in an almost pleading tone.

"Mmhmm, I know!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Xuan's kisses once again rained down, overwhelming and irresistible, yet softening abruptly as they reached Zhao Rou's collarbone.

His tongue lightly swept over that delicate skin, causing Zhao Rou to let out a muffled groan, and the hand wrapped around his waist tightened even more.

"I told you, slow down..."

Zhao Rou said this, but her body was very honest. It was this kind of contrast that made Su Xuan even happier.