This day was much more relaxed than yesterday's wedding.

However, Ye Jiaqi's morning sickness was quite severe today. He vomited until he was dizzy even though he didn't eat anything at noon.

In the afternoon, she was vomiting by the pool, and Josnian was handing out tissues and frowning in distress.

He rubbed her back: "Is it better? Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable." Ye Jiaqi stood up straight and leaned into his arms, "None of these babies are worried. It's like this every time..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Jia Qi, thank you for your hard work." Josnian was so distressed that he kept holding her and looking at her pale little face.

"Sweet burden." Ye Jiaqi smiled, "Don't feel any psychological pressure. Overall, the sweetness is greater than the burden. Pregnancy is a responsibility and a blessing for me."

"I'm not willing to let you go through this pain. Giving birth is so painful." When he mentioned this, he remembered the misfortune she suffered the previous two times when she gave birth. No matter how much he, Josnian, really made up for it, it would never be enough.

Ye Jiaqi talked to him for a while and he felt better.

"I'm going to have a prenatal check-up the day after tomorrow. Do you want to go together?" she asked.

"Of course." Josnian hugged her and said, "Take good care of the baby. Don't worry about anything else. Be happy every day."

"Okay, I got it. Can you go make me a bowl of red bean and taro balls? I want to eat them."

"Well, I'm going to the kitchen now."

Ye Jiaqi finally sent Josnian away. This man was even more nervous than she was when he was accompanying a pregnant woman for the first time. He wanted to hold her in his hands.

There were still guests chatting and playing golf in Qiao's house, accompanied by Fang Cheng and Xiang Leitian.

When Josnian's friends saw Josnian busy in the kitchen, they couldn't help but joke: "When did Master Qiao learn to wash his hands and make soup?"

Josnian was adjusting the heat and glanced at them lightly: "I'm not as good as you young masters. I've been good at it since I was a child."

"Master Qiao can really make fun of us. When it comes to young master, none of us can compare to you, Master Qiao." Someone said, "Master Qiao, you can play what we can do, and you can play what we can't. Tell me."

Look, you are the worthy young master."

"..." Josnian glanced at them, "Did you grow your brain to look taller? Please don't talk nonsense in my house, I don't know anything."

He's not, he doesn't, don't talk nonsense.

"Master Qiao, you haven't played with us for a long time. After the wedding, why don't we go horse riding in the paddock together?"

"No time." Josnian refused coldly.

"..."

"You can go out now, don't disturb me."

"Tsk, Master Qiao is a completely different person."

"I've always been different from you."

Everyone: "..."

After a while of commotion, the group left the kitchen.

Josnian continued to cook red bean and taro balls for Ye Jiaqi.

It was calm outside Qiao's house, there was no wind in the hot afternoon, and the leaves did not move at all.

The sycamore tree in Qiao's house was already very tall, and the sunlight penetrated through the intertwined branches and leaves, casting streaks of light and shadow on the blank ground.

In such an afternoon, the time in Qiao's house is quiet, as if it overlaps with the memories of childhood, beautiful and leisurely.

A bowl of red bean and taro balls was cooked. Josnian stirred it with a spoon and sent it to Ye Jiaqi after it was not boiled.

Ye Jiaqi was holding a pillow in his bedroom watching a bubble drama. When he smelled the fragrance, he jumped off the sofa and rushed towards it.
Chapter completed!