Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: There's a Baby in My Belly (1)
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Eon So-young felt conflicted.
"Yeah, do it that way. Reading the flow of changes is important."
"If you know the opponent's goal and tendencies, predictions become much easier. But you can't always know those things, so over-relying on them isn't good."
"True steps carry meaning on their own for experts above a certain level, but don't forget—they're originally just a means to channel power from your lower body."
Five days had passed since they arrived here, and Kang Yun was still sweating buckets every day as he trained in martial arts.
Normally, watching someone else practice their arts was taboo in the martial world, but these two weren't exactly 'others' to each other.
Thanks to that, the martial prowess of her young husband—which she was seeing with her own eyes for the first time—was impressive. No, unbelievably so.
Of course, it lacked refinement compared to his internal energy level, and even relative to his age, it was only a bit above average—far short of a major sect's top disciple.
But that was only if he'd been training since childhood.
Only Eon So-young—no one else—knew that this level of skill had formed in just over half a year.
Amazing...!
Of course, he'd benefited from his master.
His teacher was the best in the world, and during his time at the Tang Family, he'd learned from Flower Festival Peng Yeon-hwa.
There was no shortage of instruction—in fact, it was more than he deserved.
But even in the same environment, no one could achieve that kind of prowess in half a year.
She felt proud deep down, but as Kang Yun slowed, exhausted from darting here and there, her conflicted feelings resurfaced.
Again... he'll do it, won't he?
Eon So-young noticed her waist rising and sighed.
Kang Yun loved the baby so much that he seized every chance to whisper affections against her belly.
At first, she'd found the sight heartwarming and thought nothing of it.
But every time he stroked her belly or his breath brushed it, a strange tingle swept through her lower body.
Am I the weird one?
She'd briefly suspected him, but she was starting to think she was just too fixated on abstinence.
"What are you thinking so deeply about?"
Lost in thought, she looked up to see Kang Yun beaming at her, fatigue dispelled by a quick round of energy circulation.
"Noth... nothing..."
"If something's hard, tell me. Pain, cravings—don't hold back. That's not just a mother's privilege; it's her duty."
His gentle words made her chest ache.
I've endured five whole days already. Maybe it's okay to give in now?
Eon So-young pondered seriously, then offered her belly as she always did.
"Our baby, did you sleep well? Wanna try responding to Dad today? Here, Dad's ear!"
"Not yet..."
Kang Yun burst into hearty laughter despite knowing full well, then pressed his ear back to her belly. Eon So-young sank into indecision—let him or not?
Of course, she had no idea that Kang Yun, head turned away, was grinning slyly.
"Shall we sleep together...?"
As dusk settled, I nodded nonchalantly to her hesitant question, making it seem no big deal.
"Yeah, I just want to sleep together."
Both of us knew it was a flimsy ploy. After all the passion that got us here—with a baby to boot—what innocence?
But as always, I gave Eon So-young her excuse. Something to say like I didn't expect this.
"What if the maids catch us...?"
"You choose, So-young. Tell them the truth this time? Or sneak out?"
A man and woman sharing a room? Unless wed or her a concubine, even the lenient would frown.
Dodging the diligent maids? I was a pro by now. But if she wanted to come clean, that was fine too.
"F-for now, sneak..."
"Got it."
In the end, Eon So-young relented. Finally, finally!
After dinner, I did some light stretches to aid digestion.
Pa pa pa pa!
Air burst with sharp pops as my footwork wove patterns through the empty space.
Strangely, despite focusing on foot and body techniques, my grasp of fist methods had sharpened.
Maybe because I'm imagining angles even I'd struggle to evade?
Not just that.
Footwork dodges attacks but also claims your striking range and disrupts the foe's.
I hadn't truly grasped that when blending them seamlessly, but now, with one missing, I understood exactly how to fill the void.
The very 'situational dominance' Peng Yeon-hwa had hammered home.
I was still way more into bedding milfs than martial arts, but I had to admit the arts had their own thrill.
"Maybe I should really go for Nine Dragons..."
I hadn't cared much either way, but the more I thought, the better aiming properly for Nine Dragons seemed.
I needed my own faction eventually. Couldn't just scatter my women across China like a foodie tour.
Couldn't survive solely on them either—they came with too much baggage.
Can't lure 'em with promises of bliss then leech off their backs.
Couldn't sketch the full picture yet. But kicking off with the Nine Dragons name? Solid choice.
Pang
For tonight, time for some long-overdue indulgence mode. Circulate the energy.
Eon So-young carefully confirmed the maids' footsteps fading away.
Being pregnant, they hovered with worry—not a few of them.
Grateful usually, but tonight? Pure nuisance.
He's really just gonna sleep... right?
Obvious. One way or another, Kang Yun wanted to hold her. Eon So-young knew his true colors well enough.
Back when his internal energy ban lifted, they'd gone at it hundreds of times in just over three weeks.
But...
She feared he'd be disappointed by her swollen belly and the flab that came with it.
That fear was part of why she'd declared abstinence. She had to admit it.
But these past few days, the soft smile on his face as he gazed at her belly? Made it seem okay.
Knock knock.
A light tap at the window, and Kang Yun slipped in with stealthy grace.
The pre-opened window shut, and the crouched man rose.
"Not asleep yet?"
"...Yes."
He casually shed his training robes.
Eon So-young opened her mouth to speak but closed it—couldn't exactly dress him and tuck him in.
No change of clothes either, so he was down to underwear.
"Bedtime...?"
"..."
No reply. He hesitated, gauged her mood, then slipped under the covers.
His hot body joined hers, and the blankets turned steamy in moments.
The pleasant warmth lulled her body into languor; eyelids grew heavy fast.
Thought I wouldn't sleep a wink.
No forceful moves, no caresses.
Half relief, half disappointment—an odd mix—as she drifted off.
Sparkle.
Eon So-young woke to an oppressive feeling.
The man who'd lain separately now had an arm draped over her.
And this...!
Her ample rear pressed against a rigid manhood.
"Husband, what do you think you're doing?"
No clothes removed, but at this rate? Intercourse was moments away.
"I said no bedding. Want it? Get out."
No answer—maybe asleep? Then a delayed reply.
"...You did."
"Remove it now. Dress and leave. No more sleeping together... Hmph!"
Chuuup... lick...
She couldn't dodge his sudden kiss; their tongues tangled thickly, lewd sounds filling the air.
Her lips, reuniting with his tongue after months, clung like separate creatures slaking a thirst.
"Puhaa..."
Only as their lips parted did she realize she'd held her breath.
Fresh air rushed in; his excuse followed.
"In my village, a kiss was just a greeting. Between close man and woman."
"Kiss...?"
"That's what they call lip-locking."
Come to think of it, she'd heard the term before. Saying it aloud felt embarrassingly naughty.
Memories of their couplings flooded back, slowly eroding her resolve.
"A greeting—so another one's fine?"
"No, no..."
Ignoring her protests, their tongues teased anew.
As they parted again, I pressed smoothly.
"Only kiss the ones you truly love. Not just anyone."
"No more..."
"Why? Don't love me anymore?"
"You know that's not..."
Her drowsy body, awakened by the kisses, burned with heat long ago.
"I know I messed up. But this is too cruel. My beautiful woman right here..."
"I said stop... Eek!"
I seized her hand and guided it to my manhood.
"Every night like this. Can't even sleep."
"..."
"I'll be careful next time—no disappointments. Okay?"
Eon So-young stroked it cautiously. The manhood desperate to claim her.
Unchanged: viciously erect, hot and hard.
Even like this... he wants me...!
She finally admitted it fully. The abstinence stemmed from fearing his disappointment over her changed body.
"Husband... there's a baby in this belly..."
One last warning. I nodded eagerly.
"And... really, no more bringing home just anyone? Promise?"
"Of course!"
Could she trust that blindly? She wasn't sure.
But what choice? She couldn't endure any longer either.
With careful hands, Eon So-young began slipping off her nightclothes.