Tragic Pregnancy In The Interstellar Chapter 7 and Chapter 8

 Note: There’s a bit of smoking scene below, but nothing explicit. Just a heads up! 

Chapter 7: Nibbling Lips

Wang Jinbao was assigned to sleep in the room next to Huang Wuji. The image of Huang Wuji getting angry with him earlier in the day over a mere name weighed heavily on his heart, leaving him feeling uneasy and suffocated.

He skipped dinner and locked himself inside his room, remaining silent and motionless. Staring at the bed, he found it increasingly displeasing. From his small bag, he retrieved a large pair of scissors and ruthlessly cut the bedsheet into pieces with a loud snip-snap!

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“…Don’t get angry while you’re pregnant. Drink your porridge.”

Huang Wuji sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the bowl of porridge. He approached Wang Jinbao, pinching his small chin and turning his face towards him. Gently, he rubbed his thumb against Wang Jinbao’s warm lips, teasing the young man’s innocent heart.

“I… I won’t drink it!”

“If you won’t drink, I will.”

Huang Wuji pried open Wang Jinbao’s mouth, their lips met, and the sweet porridge passed from Huang Wuji’s mouth to Wang Jinbao’s, as if transferring sweetness between them.

A twenty-seven-year-old mature cucumber was truly different, even in teasing, it came with a touch of charm.

“Mmm… I want more!” Just as Huang Wuji was about to release his hold, Wang Jinbao tightly clung to his neck, pulling him back.

His throat moved swiftly as Wang Jinbao eagerly swallowed the sweet porridge, but the taste eluded him. His mind was solely focused on kissing Huang Wuji. Who had the time to pay attention to the flavor of the porridge?

After the passionate kiss, Huang Wuji’s lips were left swollen from Wang Jinbao’s nibbling.

“Do you even know how to kiss? Who only nibbles lips during a kiss?” Huang Wuji furrowed his brows, touching his swollen lips, a mix of reproach and helplessness in his tone.

Wang Jinbao’s eyes gleamed with excitement upon hearing the question. His blue eyes, reminiscent of sparkling water, mirroring his pure heart.

“No, I’m not very good at it… What else should I do during a kiss? Teach me! My lord, please teach me! I’m a quick learner!”

Huang Wuji looked at the young man, who resembled a little white rabbit. His gaze deepened slightly as he took the young man’s hand and placed it over his own racing heart. Similarly, he placed his hand over the young man’s heart, feeling the rapid heartbeat that matched his own. Leaning in, he started from the corner of his mouth, his agile tongue gradually licking, parting the tender lips and exploring the rows of pearly white teeth. Then, with a gentle thrust of his tongue, he nudged against the young man’s tongue.

The young man felt a mixture of fear and excitement, but he didn’t back down. His tongue quickly retaliated, catching up to HuangWuji’s and engaging in a passionate entanglement, refusing to surrender!

After the passionate kiss, the crown prince’s face flushed red from being kissed. He evaded Wang Jinbao’s lingering pursuit and muttered, “Damn, that was so satisfying!”

The usually elegant and noble crown prince had resorted to swearing.

Wang Jinbao was in a flutter, his eyes shimmering brightly as his tongue continued to lick his lips, circling again and again. He smirked and said, “My lord, I still want more.”

Facing Wang Jinbao’s uninhibited frankness, Huang Wuji was not only pleasantly surprised but also greatly liked the young man’s candid and pure nature.

His obsession with cleanliness seemed to be fading in the face of Wang Jinbao’s presence. Now, even kissing was something they could do.

Perhaps, just maybe, they could give it a try.

Since Rong Ting had chosen Tianba, he should respect their choice and bless them.

As for this young man, he should be treated well. After all, he had borne Huang Wuji’s eldest son.

Huang Wuji caressed Wang Jinbao’s face, avoiding the injured area and moving his hand to his neck, gently squeezing the tender flesh. He coaxed, “Your injuries haven’t fully healed yet. Take off your clothes, and I’ll treat your wounds.”

“Um…” Wang Jinbao tilted his head, gripping Huang Wuji’s hand and hesitatingly refused to undress.

He knew that Huang Wuji meant to use a healing device to treat his injuries, but he couldn’t help but let his mind wander.

“Be good,” Huang Wuji personally undressed Wang Jinbao, able to hear and see the rapid beating of his heart.

“Don’t be nervous, I won’t do anything,” he reassured.

“Huh? Why won’t you do anything? Huang Wuji, do you have some prejudice against me?” Wang Jinbao looked up, glaring with his eyes and pouting, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Huang Wuji tugged at the waistband of Wang Jinbao’s pants, trembling slightly, and helplessly said, “Don’t tempt me.”

“I’ll tempt you!” Wang Jinbao forcefully covered Huang Wuji’s hand, completely tearing off his own clothes. His underwear couldn’t stay in place over his round belly, loosely hanging on his waist and revealing a hint of a groove. With his back turned, this provocative scene unfolded right before Huang Wuji’s eyes.

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Chapter 8: You’re Amazing!

As Wang Jinbao exuded his overpowering aura, the Crown Prince found himself both amused and enamored by his straightforward and fearless nature. He truly grew to appreciate this young man’s unreserved and candid character.

“You seem uncomfortable in your stomach. Let’s try a different position. Come, sit over here,” Huang Wuji suggested.

Wang Jinbao pursed his lips and suddenly halted his movements.

Huang Wuji leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on Wang Jinbao’s earlobe, and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you feeling embarrassed?”

Blushing, Wang Jinbao lowered his head and hesitated, “Um, last time, I wasn’t awake, so I don’t know what to do… Huang Wuji, you’re from a larger world and must be more experienced. Can you teach me?”

“…Alright, I’ll guide you, step by step,” Huang Wuji agreed.

Huang Wuji’s voice sounded particularly pleasing to Wang Jinbao’s ears, with a magnetic quality that made his heart skip a beat. It sent shivers of excitement through his entire body, causing his face to flush and even making his toes curl up with anticipation.

In the past, Wang Jinbao had always taken care of his own desires, never experiencing the pleasure of someone tending to him personally. Now, he lay back, emitting strange moans and hums, feeling so comfortable that he couldn’t help but nibble on his own finger in embarrassment.

“Follow my lead, and I’ll take good care of you,” Huang Wuji whispered into Wang Jinbao’s ear. Wang Jinbao listened joyfully, nodding his head randomly, his eyes welling up with tears of excitement.

“Don’t bite your hand. Make some noise. I enjoy hearing it,” Huang Wuji gently removed Wang Jinbao’s finger from his mouth and placed it into his own. His tongue traced the contours of the fingertip, moistening it, as their warm mouths shared an intimate connection, igniting a flame of passion.

“Mmm… Ah…”

Lying in Huang Wuji’s embrace, Wang Jinbao gazed up at Huang Wuji’s unparalleled and handsome face with adoration. His cheeks were rosy, and his body glistened with perspiration, as if he had just emerged from a warm spring. In a lazy tone, he asked:

“Huang Wuji, you’re amazing! I’ve heard that being the receptive partner can be quite painful. But you didn’t cause me much pain. How are you so skilled?”

Huang Wuji clasped Wang Jinbao’s head, pressing it against his own chest, and said, “Listen, could you hear how fast my heart is beating because of your words? From now on, whenever you  said ‘I’m amazing,’ it is supposed to be during our intimate moments in bed, and I would have made sure to make you even more comfortable, so comfortable that you’d feel like you were flying. Understand?”

“Ah… You’re my man, and I’d listen to you,” Wang Jinbao obediently replied.

Wang Jinbao tilted his head and planted a kiss on Huang Wuji’s chest, causing the Crown Prince’s heart to race once again.

“If you hadn’t been pregnant, I wouldn’t have let you off so easily! Now, let’s go to sleep.”

Huang Wuji embraced Wang Jinbao, and the two, or rather three, of them slept peacefully and comfortably.

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Standing at the school gate, Wang Jinbao appeared troubled.

“I don’t want to go to school.”

Wenjing and Wenjie, wearing indifferent expressions, followed behind Wang Jinbao and said in unison, “As a member of the royal family, you had to obtain a graduation certificate from the First Mecha Academy. Only then could you marry His Royal Highness.”

“…Fine, I’d do anything for Huang Wuji’s sake!” Wang Jinbao puffed out his belly, wearing a specially tailored school uniform that concealed his rounded figure, making him look prosperous and well-proportioned.

The principal was a smiling bald old man, with numerous wrinkles on his face. Despite his age, his skin was remarkably smooth, even smoother than that of younger individuals.

“Your class, Your Highness Consort, is Class S2.”

According to Wenjing and Wenjie, Class S was the best class in the First Mecha Academy, with Class S1 being the Warrior class and Class S2 being the Mech Specialist class.

The task given to him by Huang Wuji hadn’t been difficult. He just had to spend a month in the class and obtain a graduation certificate.

Ordinary people wouldn’t have been allowed to do such a thing, but Wang Jinbao was the designated Crown Prince Consort. Who would have dared to oppose the future mother of the star system?

“What exactly did Mech Specialists do? I don’t know anything except farming. Huang Wuji, I’m scared.”

Huang Wuji, who was currently serving as the Director of the Political Department at the First Mecha Academy, personally escorted Wang Jinbao to his class.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here for you every step of the way.”

Huang Wuji playfully nibbles on Wang Jinbao’s ear, casually engaging in affectionate gestures in front of the entire class, causing the other students to gasp in surprise.

“What are you doing?” Wang Jinbao blushed, feeling shy. He was bold when it was just the two of them with Huang Wuji, saying and doing whatever came to mind. But in front of so many people, he felt embarrassed.

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Translator’s note: Damn, that went from 0 to 80 in an instant.

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