Rain Drop at Night 🌙

 Mai Miao Parallel Side Story (7) Ahead was a tree-lined path that circled the large playground, just enough for a leisurely walk. In the afternoon, the man silently shielded the scorching sun with his body, letting the petite young man walk in his shadow. Only a sliver of sunlight slipped through the banyan leaves, illuminating that still-youthful face. They walked side by side, maintaining a safe distance of two or three steps between them. "Have you finished the snacks?" Mai Miao suddenly heard the voice and lifted his head with a short, startled "Ah." At the sight of him, even the hardest heart would soften. Chen Li patiently repeated, "The butterfly pastries I bought for you—have you finished them?" This time, Mai Miao understood. He averted his eyes and let out a soft "Mm..." but shook his head slightly. Mai Miao was thinking—so that thing was called butterfly pastry. He really hadn't finished the box yet. Something so delicious—how cou...

"Mai Miao" Parallel Extra (6) The night buzzed with the sound of cicadas. Chen Li lay in bed, the lights long turned off, yet sleep eluded him. A brand-new military uniform hung behind the door, and polished boots stood neatly by the threshold. He tossed and turned. The dormitory was silent until a sudden rustling broke the stillness. Chen Li abruptly sat up, gritting his teeth at himself. "Feeding chickens, walking dogs—why didn't you mention you could raise pigs too...?!" He rubbed his face roughly before climbing out of bed, pulling a cigarette from the drawer, and lighting it. The man held the cigarette between two fingers, an uncharacteristic trace of worry faintly creasing his brow. He exhaled slowly, tapping the ash into a metal tray. No one could guess his thoughts, but after a long pause, his lips moved. Alone in the dead of night, smoking, he murmured under his breath. "Chen Mai Miao." "Mai Miao." "Comrade Miao Miao..." Ch...

Chapter 87: Extra 4 – Pregnancy (4) The little Omega couldn't manage on his own and ultimately had to rely on the enigma's help. Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu had already become quite adept at the entire process and technique. His long, slender middle and ring fingers pressed together, the veins on the back of his hand faintly visible in a muted bluish-gray, like ancient vines tangled in muddy marshland. The slightly rough pads of his fingers, careful not to scrape delicate skin, moved with an impossibly gentle touch. But it was still unbearable. Ling Ran bit his lip, refusing to make a sound, his eyes tightly shut. Tiny glistening tears welled up at the corners, dampening his long, thick lashes. His breath hitched sharply in his throat, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to turn over, but the pillow behind him held him firmly in place. All he could do was reach out with damp, reddened eyes to pull at Jiang Zhiyu's hand. He could feel it—the soft entrance of his reprod...

Chapter 86: Extra 3 – Pregnancy (3) Ling Ran was frozen in shock. The two pieces of clothing were thoroughly soaked, clinging tightly to a patch of fair skin. On the soft, undulating curves grew two crimson fruits of flesh, like overripe produce on the verge of decay, blooming against flawless snow-white skin. He could even feel the milky-white liquid still seeping uncontrollably from his chest, the dampness spreading rapidly across his clothes at an alarming rate. Glancing at the bedsheet, Ling Ran realized that the sweet, milk-scented liquid had already left a small wet stain while he was asleep—like an un-dried water mark, glaringly obvious. He quickly pulled the fabric away from his chest with both hands, trying to prevent further contact. A warm trickle slid down his rounded belly. Ling Ran was on the verge of tears from fright. The doctor had told him his body would naturally produce milk after giving birth, but he hadn't even delivered yet—why was it already leaking uncontro...

Chapter 85: Extra 2 – Pregnancy (2) Ling Ran nodded obediently: "I listened..." He stretched both arms out from under the blankets, waving them slightly at the enigma to signal he wanted to be carried up. Jiang Zhiyu untied the necktie wrapped around his fingers and tossed it aside, then completely removed the trench coat covering him. The little Omega beneath wasn't wearing pants, and his shirt had ridden up during the movements, revealing a slightly rounded belly. His entire body was snow-white and soft, glowing against the dark bedsheets. Jiang Zhiyu still didn't come to carry him. Instead, he removed his coat and sat by the bed, releasing pheromones at an excruciatingly slow pace. Ling Ran had already been missing him terribly. Now, bathed in the intense aroma of tequila, every pore in his body seemed to struggle open, desperately craving more enigma pheromones to invade him. The baby in his belly felt the same, soaking up the powerful, comforting presence. But wh...

Chapter 84: Extra 1 – Pregnancy (1) After Ling Ran became pregnant, Jiang Zhiyu stopped going on business trips and rarely attended social events. But this time was different. Chairman Jiang was to represent the Chamber of Commerce at an important overseas conference and deliver a speech. The International Chamber of Commerce had shown great interest in both the Jiang family and Jiang Zhiyu, and it was likely they would invite him to join their committee after this meeting. Before leaving, Jiang Zhiyu had someone pack his little Omega's luggage—he intended to take Ling Ran with him. But Ling Ran was already six months pregnant, his belly noticeably large and his movements somewhat restricted. Xu Guanyi mercilessly vetoed the idea. "Even during the second trimester, you still need to be cautious. Don't think that just because the early stages are over, there won't be any issues, Xu Guanyi warned. "You know how delicate your wife's health is. Do you want to exha...

During those days trapped on the mountain, at the mercy of the bandits, Li Ming'an didn't know how he survived. Severely injured, Lei Tian, fearing he might die, summoned a barefoot doctor to tend to his wounds. Drifting in and out of consciousness in a dilapidated hut, Zhao Shi was beside herself with worry, clutching Li Ming'an's right hand as she kept vigil by his bedside. His left hand was twisted unnaturally, the bones broken. The slightest touch from Zhao Shi made him tremble in pain. Her heart ached unbearably, tears streaming down her face. She loathed the bandits with every fiber of her being, despised the Li family for their delayed rescue, and even resented Li Ming'an for recklessly standing up for two maidservants and ending up in such a state. But gradually, her anger turned inward—she had failed. She shouldn't have raised him to be so stubborn. Yet, in the end, Zhao Shi didn't know whom to blame anymore. She simply wept silently. "Ming...