Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1475 The reaction is too big

Fu Yanchen picked up the bowl of steaming porridge in front of him, and tested the temperature gently and carefully. After confirming that it was just right, he gently pushed the porridge in front of Xu Xiaoxiao, with a gentle and doting smile on his face, and said softly: "I've tried it, the temperature is right, eat it quickly."

Xu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes to look at the porridge in the bowl. The shredded chicken that had originally had an attractive color now looked like a foreign object in her eyes and had no appeal at all.

The delicacies that used to make her salivate now seemed like poison. Just smelling the smell made her stomach churn like a storm. The smell was like an invisible hand, stirring her stomach crazily, making her feel nauseous and uncomfortable, and even wanting to vomit.

She felt a wave of nausea rising in her heart, her face turned pale instantly, her brows furrowed tightly, and her eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

She raised her head slightly, and with a weak and pleading voice, she looked at Madam Hou and said, "Madam Hou, do you have any porridge? Just put some sugar in it. I want something sweet."

The voice was so light that it seemed as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, but it was full of her eagerness and desire at the moment.

When Mother Hou saw this, her eyes were filled with heartache, but she still went to the kitchen to get some porridge.

Mother Hou hurried back from the kitchen with an empty bowl of sugar in her hands. Her steps were somewhat anxious, her face full of concern and confusion. She gently sat down next to Xu Xiaoxiao, holding her hand, and her tone was full of heartache and confusion: "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong? Why do you suddenly want to eat sugar porridge? Didn't you like chicken porridge the most in the past? The chickens are all fresh, and they are old breeds of free-range chickens. I went to the vegetable market early in the morning before dawn and persuaded the rural aunt to buy them. The meat is tender and the porridge made from it is very nutritious."

"Look at this white sugar porridge, it's white and tasteless, not to mention how nutritious it is. Look at this chicken porridge, it's made with old hens, and it also contains various nourishing ingredients, so it's very nutritious! You're pregnant with a baby, and you need a lot of nutrition, so you can't just eat those things without nutrition. Listen to me, eat a few mouthfuls of this chicken porridge, it's good for you and the baby."

"This porridge was just cooked. It's steaming hot and fragrant. You know, my husband carefully scooped out a bowl of it with a spoon and put it aside to cool. He was worried that the porridge was too hot and would burn you and the baby in your belly, so he waited patiently for the porridge to cool down slowly."

Xu Xiaoxiao,,,,

"The gentleman stood in front of the kitchen stove early in the morning, looking intently at the bowl of porridge, as if it were the most precious thing in the world. From time to time, he would touch the wall of the bowl with his hand to feel the temperature and make sure that the porridge was cool enough before bringing it to the table."

"The gentleman is really considerate. He not only prepared a delicious breakfast for you, but also took your physical condition into consideration. It's really thoughtful."

As Mother Hou spoke, she picked up the bowl of chicken porridge, scooped up a spoonful with a spoon, blew on it, and brought it to Xu Xiaoxiao's mouth, her eyes full of expectation and earnestness: "Come on, Xiaoxiao, open your mouth, take a bite, try it, maybe it will taste delicious again now."

The movement was very cautious, as if Xu Xiaoxiao was a fragile treasure, and he was afraid of hurting her by accident.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Mother Hou's concerned and expectant face, and felt warm in her heart. She knew very well that Mother Hou's efforts were all for the good of herself and the unborn baby in her belly.

She stared into the other person's eyes, and the sincerity and tenderness revealed in those eyes surged into her heart like a warm current, making her feel extremely warm.

Faced with such a gaze, she really couldn't refuse any longer, as if it was an irresistible force.

Her lips moved slightly, and finally she nodded slightly to show her agreement.

At the same time, she tried hard to raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a slightly apologetic smile, which seemed a little forced on her pale face.

"Well, Aunt Liu, go ahead and do your work. There's nothing to do here anymore. I'll just have Fu Yanchen to take care of me."

Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing something. "I will try to eat this chicken porridge. If I really can't eat it, I will just eat some white porridge."

Seeing Xu Xiaoxiao relax, Hou's mother's frown instantly relaxed, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly said, "Okay, Xiaoxiao, then you eat slowly. If you can't eat, don't force yourself. The porridge is warm here. If you have any problems, just call me and I'll come right over."

After saying that, he carefully helped Xu Xiaoxiao tidy up her messy hair, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, looking back every few steps, muttering to himself, as if he could drive away all his worries.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Mother Hou's departing back, feeling mixed emotions.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and looked down at the bowl of steaming chicken porridge in front of her. She took a deep breath, suppressed the churning discomfort in her stomach, picked up the spoon, carefully scooped up a small mouthful, and slowly put it into her mouth.

Her eyes were full of confusion and resistance, and her hand holding the spoon was shaking slightly, as if the spoon contained not delicious chicken porridge, but some inedible poison.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally slowly brought the spoon to her mouth and took a sip of the shredded chicken porridge.

At that moment, the faint aroma of chicken suddenly exploded on the tip of her tongue, as if it had been cast by some magical spell, becoming extremely strong. This smell was like an extremely sharp thorn, mercilessly piercing her already very sensitive nerve endings, bringing a tingling sensation.

She only felt a strong feeling of nausea rising up from the depths of her stomach like a surging tide.

The nausea came with such force that it seemed to swallow her whole.

Her throat seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible, cold hand, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Just as she tried hard to swallow the porridge, the feeling of nausea became stronger and stronger. Finally, before she could react, the porridge suddenly rushed up her throat.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with panic and pain, as if the world had stopped at this moment.

Her hands seemed to have lost control and she suddenly covered her mouth, trying to stop the nausea from rising.

However, it was too late. Her body seemed to be pushed by a powerful force and she rushed into the bathroom regardless of everything.

In the bathroom, Xu Xiaoxiao was lying on the sink, retching one after another, her body trembling slightly from the exertion, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and she looked extremely weak.

The sound of retching echoed in the silent bathroom, sounding particularly heart-wrenching.

Recently, this scene seems to be set, appearing on time every morning, and not just once, but often several times, as if it has become a daily routine.

When she picked up the toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it and started brushing her teeth, the fresh smell of the toothpaste instantly spread in her mouth.

However, at this moment, a strong feeling of nausea suddenly hit her, catching her off guard.

Her body trembled violently, and something seemed to be rising in her throat, followed by a violent retching.

Her body bent down involuntarily, and her hands tightly supported the sink, as if this was the only way to support herself and prevent herself from falling to the ground.

The feeling of dry heaving was extremely uncomfortable, as if an invisible hand was stirring in her stomach, trying to turn out all her internal organs.

Her face turned pale, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, her eyes were closed, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

When eating, even if she saw a little greasy food, she would be instantly overwhelmed by the feeling of nausea, forcing her to quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks and rush to the bathroom; sometimes even on an empty stomach, she would retch for no reason, and she would feel so uncomfortable that she couldn't straighten her back.

Xu Xiaoxiao leaned weakly against the wall of the bathroom, gasping for breath, her eyes full of fatigue and helplessness, thinking secretly in her heart: When will this pregnancy reaction end...

Fu Yanchen was worried, so he followed her with quick steps, his face full of anxiety and worry, and rushed to the bathroom in a few steps.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Xu Xiaoxiao looking extremely uncomfortable. He frowned with heartache and his eyes were full of concern.

He walked forward quickly, anxiously, as if at that moment Xu Xiaoxiao was the only one left in the world.

He stretched out a hand and carefully placed it on Xu Xiaoxiao's shoulder, as if it was an extremely precious treasure that would be broken if not handled with care.

The strength of this hand was just right, not making Xu Xiaoxiao feel oppressed, but also allowing her to feel his presence and care.

At the same time, his other hand was not idle either.

It patted Xu Xiaoxiao's back gently in a soft and rhythmic manner, as if playing a soothing piece of music for her.

Every pat seemed to convey a kind of silent comfort and support, telling her not to be afraid and that everything would be fine.

His movements were so gentle that Xu Xiaoxiao could hardly feel his touch, yet she could truly feel his warmth and care.

This kind of delicate care can't help but move people.

He spoke very quickly, and seemed a little anxious, muttering non-stop: "How is it? Is this better? You, you are such a grown-up, why are you still acting like a child? If you really can't eat, don't eat anymore, don't force yourself!"

"I... ugh... don't want... ugh... Hou's mother to worry... "

"Have some porridge, it's better than nothing. If you want to eat anything, be sure to tell me or Mother Hou, we will try our best to satisfy you. You keep vomiting like this, how can your body bear it? I'm really worried about you!"

After a long while, Xu Xiaoxiao finally recovered, but she felt as if all her strength had been drained away and she looked much weaker.

She seemed to have lost all her strength and leaned softly in Fu Yanchen's broad arms, as if that was her only support at the moment.

She slowly raised her head, and her originally fair face now looked even more bloodless and pale, which was heartbreaking.

Despite her extreme physical discomfort, she still tried to force a smile at the corners of her mouth, but the smile was so weak that it seemed like it would disappear with a gust of wind.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, as if any louder sound would drain her last bit of strength.

"I am okay……"

Fu Yanchen frowned, "It's like this, are you okay?"

Xu Xiaoxiao raised her lips slightly and comforted him softly, "Don't worry, this situation is only temporary. Many people experience similar discomfort during pregnancy. This is a normal reaction. Just relax and have a good rest. You will slowly get better after this period of time."

There was a sense of pretending to be strong in his words, as if he wanted to comfort Fu Yanchen, but also seemed to be comforting himself.

Fu Yanchen looked at her pretending to be strong, and his heart ached. He gently stroked Xu Xiaoxiao's hair and said softly, "Don't be so stubborn. If you feel unwell, you must tell me. You are not alone now. You have our baby in your belly. No matter what time, I will be by your side to accompany you."

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes reddened slightly as she listened to Fu Yanchen's caring words. She nodded gently and buried her head in Fu Yanchen's arms, feeling his warm embrace and strong heartbeat, as if she could draw endless strength from this to deal with the annoying pregnancy reactions.

Fu Yanchen gently wiped the dirt from the corners of Xu Xiaoxiao's mouth with a towel, his movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure, and he said with heartache: "You didn't react so much when you were pregnant with Yuxuan. I think this child must be a naughty guy. When he comes out, I will spank him hard. You are such a bad boy for torturing you like this."

After saying that, he sighed slightly, his eyes full of complexity.

Xu Xiaoxiao was already weak and would easily fall ill at the slightest disturbance. Now her morning sickness was so severe. Seeing her suffer so much every day, unable to eat or sleep well, and quickly becoming haggard, Fu Yanchen felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

His hand unconsciously stopped in mid-air, his eyes were a little wandering, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Sometimes, he really didn't want Xu Xiaoxiao to keep the child. He was afraid that if this continued, Xu Xiaoxiao's body would not be able to bear it and would suffer greater harm.

He would rather not have the child than see Xu Xiaoxiao in so much pain.

But when he thought that it was a little life connected to them by blood, he was reluctant to let it go and fell into deep entanglement and struggle.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Yanchen's worried look, gently held his hand, and said in a weak but firm voice: "Don't worry, I'm fine. This is our child, no matter how hard it is, I will give birth to him."

Fu Yanchen was moved when he heard this. He held Xu Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and said, "Xiaoxiao..."