After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

The pain in his stomach became more and more severe, to the point where Si Jiu could no longer endure it simply by enduring it.

Wen Baizhi was originally lying on his shoulder and didn't notice anything unusual about him.

When she stood up and sat down, she saw Si Jiu's brows clearly furrowed in expression of patience.

"Zijin, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" she asked.

Si Jiu didn't want to disturb her at this time, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Normally, when he said "nothing" it meant something was wrong, and Wen Baizhi was already used to his sarcasm.

"Zijin, I know you didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would worry, but do you know that if I saw you looking so sad and didn't tell me, I would feel even more uncomfortable and anxious. So Zijin, let me ask you again, where are you feeling uncomfortable right now?"

Although Si Jiu sometimes self-righteously conceals his physical condition, he listens to advice, especially what Wen Baizhi says.

He then took Wen Baizhi's hand and placed her hand on his abdomen.

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable." He whispered, afraid that he would make Wen Baizhi angry.

As soon as Wen Baizhi's hand touched his abdomen, she knew something was wrong.

His stomach.

Si Jiu's stomach was beating violently under her hands.

It's clearly the stomach cramp coming back again.

"Zijin, you probably have a stomach cramp. I'll just massage it for you. I'll help you lie down on the bed."

Si Jiu was obviously unwilling: "No, don't go to the bed, just here, just here, okay?"

No matter how carefree Wen Baizhi was, she would not sit on Si Jiu's lap at this time.

Then she made a move to stand up.

Si Jiu held her back regardless: "No, Bai Bai, can you just sit on me like this? I like it when you lean on me like this."

He liked the sound of Wen Baizhi's breathing in his ear, and he liked even more the dependent look on her face when she hugged his neck and leaned on his shoulder.

This was one of the few times when he thought that he was still useful to Wen Baizhi and not a burden.

Wen Baizhi didn’t know what he was thinking so deeply. She only knew that Si Jiu needed to lie down and have a good rest.

So she still had to stand up: "Zijin, you are feeling uncomfortable now, I still have some weight, if I sit on you, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it."

Wen Baizhi said this only because she was worried about Si Jiu's health.

After all, his thighs were indeed very thin and there didn't seem to be much flesh on them.

It's ok to just make a fuss just now, but now we really can't continue.

But all Si Jiu heard was that he couldn't stand this sentence.

He is no longer a complete man. Now, even when he lets his lover sit on him, she worries that he can't bear it.

This shows how useless he is.

A nameless flame rose in Si Jiu's heart.

He used a little strength to pull Wen Baizhi back to sit on his lap.

Because she was worried that if she continued to pull, she would hurt Si Jiu, so Wen Baizhi just let him hold her and sat back down.

Before she could even ask a word, her lips were blocked by Si Jiu's kiss.

"Um, Zijin..." Wen Baizhi called out his name in between.

And Si Jiu seemed to have suddenly come to his senses. Even to the territory that Wen Baizhi had to ask several times before he would voluntarily give up, now he would go there by holding Wen Baizhi's hand.

"Touch me, Baibai, touch me."

Si Jiu's lips were pressed against Wen Baizhi's, his eyes were slightly closed, and the hot air he exhaled was all over Wen Baizhi's face.

He felt very uncomfortable at the moment, but Wen Baizhi still did it.

She touched the place she had just kissed, her movements still so gentle and affectionate.

For so long, Wen Baizhi never despised him for being a eunuch.

She is always so nice to herself.

She is always so nice.

At this moment, Si Jiu shivered because of the pain in his stomach.

Wen Baizhi quickly freed her hands to help him rub his stomach: "Zijin, if you feel better, tell me and I will take you to the bed to rest."

But the answer she got was Si Jiu's tears again.

In fact, he didn't want to put himself in a desperate situation like this. He also knew that Wen Baizhi would not despise him and would always love him.

But he just couldn't help it.

Even now, whenever he thought of that small dark room three years ago, his whole body and soul would still feel a sharp pain.

That small dark room not only deprived him of his complete body, but even his soul became incomplete.

But Wen Baizhi never tires of affirming him, encouraging him and hugging him.

How could he have such virtue?

Si Jiu couldn't stop crying: "Bai Bai, I, I'm not worthy."

Wen Baizhi now seemed to understand some of the reasons why he had just lost control.

He is eager to prove himself.

"Fool," Wen Baizhi pinched his nose, "I didn't wash my hands, don't think I'm dirty."

Si Jiu cried and shook his head. How could he dislike Wen Baizhi?

"So you were just being stubborn again, right?" Wen Baizhi pointed out his problem directly.

Si Jiu knew he couldn't hide it from her, so he could only nod.

"Zijin, I have actually told you many things countless times, but if you need to hear it, I will still tell you."

She wiped the tears from Si Jiu's face: "I like you as a person. I don't care what your name is or what your identity is. I just like you as a person. No matter what kind of person you are, I will like you. Do you know?"

Si Jiu knew it.

How could he not know?

He nodded while crying: "Thank you Baibai, thank you."

There were many people to thank, but he could only utter such a simple sentence.

The last tears on his face were swallowed by Wen Baizhi.

"Tears are indeed salty," she commented.

Si Jiu's mood was comforted, but the pain in his stomach could not be ignored.

Wen Baizhi continued to rub his stomach: "If it still doesn't get better later, I'll go find Rong Heng to help you. You've had stomachaches so many times in such a short time, I'm really worried."

Now it was Si Jiu's turn to lean his head on Wen Baizhi.

During the previous fifteen days in the palace, he had stomachaches countless times, but he managed to get through it on his own every time.

Now that he can enjoy himself like this, he feels that it is worth it even if he dies in pain.

It seemed as if God heard what he said and actually fulfilled his wish.

Si Jiu felt as if his stomach was on fire, and his heart beat faster.

He was in so much pain that he moaned from his mouth.

What was more serious was that, perhaps because he had just become aroused, the clothes on his abdomen were lifted up, and he was caught in the wind and felt a little cold.

This was the last thing he wanted to happen.

He must be having diarrhea again.

No wonder he was in so much pain at the moment, he was sweating all over.

But Wen Baizhi was still on him, and he could only sit in a wheelchair.

He wanted to hold it back, but found that he couldn't.

Finally, the sounds his intestines made were also heard by Wen Baizhi.

"Zijin, are you feeling sick in the stomach?"

Wen Baizhi actually knew all of this.

"Do you want to have a bowel movement?" she asked so bluntly.

At this moment, Si Jiu wished he could faint on the spot, which would be better than feeling so embarrassed and ashamed now.