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"Did you sleep well? Are you hungry? Are you sore? Shall I call for an Eastern Medicine doctor and have him prepare some concoction for you? Do you feel little kicks? How is our bun? Is it rising, baking, or just flat?" He bombarded her with questions, his face the epitome of seriousness.

Zhao Lifei paused for a moment, then burst into laughter at his endearing behavior. She wrestled her arms free from his iron grip and circled them around his neck. "You're so adorable, my nagging better half," she merrily declared. "I slept exceptionally well, almost unbelievably so. How about you?"

"Your sleep is what counts, not mine. And what about your appetite? Any pains I should know about? Maybe I should schedule a visit with an OB-GYN? Actually, forget going out—I'll have them come to us."