There were numerous replies under that comment laughing at the poster for being an infatuated fangirl. However, Neil's hand stopped on the screen as his finger slowly glided over each word, like he was stroking her long, chestnut hair that was fluffy like a kitten's.
That account's username was Sunny…
Neil closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
"Say, Neil," Shane said with a lowered volume. "If you really don't feel like acting recently, I suggest that you go back to Southeast Aciatic for some time. Consider doing it for your family!"
"What happened?"
"Well…" Shane hesitated before telling him, "I heard that the princess in Southeast Aciatic is asking about you again!"
…
Later, Cordelia sprawled on the bed in exhaustion after coaxing her son to sleep.
Zephyr came out from the bathroom and sat beside her to gently massage her shoulders.
"Oh, right here…" Cordelia exclaimed softly, "Harder!"
Zephyr froze before he chuckled. "I'm afraid that too hard will hurt you."
"No, it won't! I just want you to go harder… Hmm, that feels so good…"
Her moan was soft and pleased that Zephyr could hardly keep his control in check. If her "harder" and "so good" were not because he was massaging her shoulders but... it would be great!
Zephyr smirked. As he thought about it, he inched closer to her.
Cordelia's voice was soft. "Darling, Zuko's only two months old. Why does each day feel like years… When he's growing up, so I don't have to carry him anymore?"
Even though she had help around her, Zuko only wanted Cordelia and could not bear to be separated for even a moment.
Moreover, the baby could eat, so his weight shot up, and his plump little arms and legs looked like the Michelin mascot.
Cordelia felt like her body was breaking apart, carrying him for the whole day. Her arms, especially, did not feel like hers anymore.
Zephyr raised his brows and spoke softly next to her ear. "Realize your husband's better than your son now, huh?"
"Huh? What?"
"Your husband doesn't need you to carry him!"
Cordelia paused before punching him with her dainty fists, giggling.
"Not only does your husband not need you to carry him, but he can also carry you when you're tired!"
Before Cordelia could react, the man had pulled her into his arms.
She had put on some weight after her labor. She was still slim where she was supposed to be, but where she was supposed to be voluptuous had gotten even bigger. In addition to her breastfeeding, she always smelled faintly of milk…
Zephyr buried his face in her chest. His mind went blank as blood rushed all the way south…
His hands that had been massaging her slid down her back to her waist and hips, groping. "Honey, can we… today?"
Urgent pants accompanied his husky voice, hitting Cordelia's heart like little pebbles. She could feel the heat and change of his body.
It had been months since they were intimate, and she actually yearned for him too…
Cordelia flushed red, pushing him twice halfheartedly before she completely surrendered to his kisses.
"Softer…" She held his roaming hand. "Don't wake Zuko up."
"Didn't he feed before he slept?"
"Yeah, but I'm still worried."
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