After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 68

Want to Talk and Also Want to Do¹

Qi Song gazed at Yu Luo’s face.

After giving birth to a child, it is very common to hire a nanny or have family members help raise them. Therefore, it was understandable that Yu Luo was not that skilled at raising a small child.

But why was Yu Luo’s expression so hesitant, and even uneasy?

It was as if she did not just hire someone to help from the side, but rather had absolutely no experience herself; it was as if the person who had helped raise the child could not be spoken of.

Amidst her confusion, a thought stirred in Qi Song’s mind, and she suddenly thought of a possibility—Taotao’s other biological mother.

She had always deliberately avoided thinking about this person.

She believed that Yu Luo had always loved her, and moreover would not do something that was a betrayal. But the arrival of the cub was shrouded in mystery; no matter what, Taotao could not possibly be Yu Luo’s child alone, much less have popped out from the crack of a stone².

Having gotten along up to now, Qi Song had long since felt that Yu Luo must have been raising Taotao alone all these years, and that both mother and daughter had not had much contact with that other 「Mother」.

But now, seeing Yu Luo’s expression, she suddenly could not help but think—

Could it be that during the period shortly after Taotao was born, it was actually her other mother by blood who raised her alone?

Once this speculation emerged, it instantly seemed logical and reasonable. It explained how Yu Luo, who doted on her daughter so much, could be at ease completely letting someone else raise her while she herself had no experience; it explained Yu Luo’s unnatural gaze.

“The two Teachers, please don’t worry.”

Perhaps knowing the guests’ concerns, the staff member added: “The auntie who usually takes care of the baby is also nearby and can provide help at any time.”

Since it had already been put this way, there was no reason to refuse the program team anymore.

In the end, Yu Luo relented and agreed.

Led by the staff member, the family of three walked in the direction of the mountain villa owner’s home. Taotao looked at the surrounding scenery without a care in the world, while her two parents were each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Yu Luo felt that Qi Song was holding her hand tighter than usual.

She squeezed Qi Song’s hand. Qi Song quickly turned her head to look, asking softly: “What’s wrong, Jiejie?”

Yu Luo’s gaze swept over the young woman’s face, and she was silent for two seconds before saying in a low voice: “What’s wrong with you?”

Qi Song paused slightly, momentarily unable to speak.

She was just trapped in a thick fog, feeling a faint sense of unease.

It was just that, despite knowing clearly that Yu Luo and that person would not have any connection or contact, the moment she thought of the kind of eternally unseverable bond that was 「them jointly possessing a child」, her heart would uncontrollably turn sour.

But out of an instinctive heartache for Yu Luo, she forced herself to suppress her emotions. No matter what, the one who truly experienced those things was Yu Luo; that portion of suffering that was hard to speak of and having no control over her own body were all things Yu Luo was enduring.

She should be considerate, and should support and accompany her without reservation.

“I’m fine,” Qi Song finally said. “It’s just that, it would be good if we weren’t recording the show right now.”

Hearing this, Yu Luo subconsciously asked: “Why?”

Qi Song wanted to speak, but then stopped.

…Because it felt like only a fierce session of doing it would make things better. At a time when both parties were unable to be open and honest, it seemed that only a pleasure that was thorough and unrestrained could barely fill the intense possessiveness that had just been surging.

Thinking of this, the color of Qi Song’s eyes deepened slightly. “You’ll know tonight.”

Yu Luo’s lips parted and closed, as if she had realized her dangerous thoughts, and a trace of innocence that stirred one’s pity flowed out from that pair of beautiful eyes. Seeing this, Qi Song’s heart was moved, and her breathing quickened a little.

Undercurrents surged between the two of them, but on the surface, they always maintained a picture of propriety.

Very soon, the family of three was led into the baby’s room of the owner’s home.

The nanny taking care of the baby greeted them enthusiastically, “It’s just the right time, Xiao Yan just woke up. She isn’t afraid of strangers, the two Teachers can pick her up and play with her a little.”

Taotao ran impatiently to the side of the crib, wanting to see the little sister.

Seeing the cub standing on her tiptoes with effort, Qi Song bent down and picked her up to make it easier for her to see Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan stretched out her small, fair and tender hands and waved them in the air; she was not afraid even when an unfamiliar face appeared in her field of vision, and with a grin of her little mouth, she smiled very happily.

Yu Luo watched without blinking.

A moment later, she carefully extended her index finger, and it was completely grasped by Xiao Yan’s hand.

Her breath hitched. Amidst the soft warmth enveloping her index finger, a gentle yet regretful emotion was revealed in her eyes, which even faintly shimmered with a watery light.

As if she had missed something before.

She could not help but turn her head to look at her daughter in Qi Song’s arms beside her.

After wanting to speak but then stopping, she finally said: “I’ll hold the cub, okay?”

Yu Luo took Taotao from Qi Song’s arms and held her.

“Mommy.” Taotao hooked her arms around Yu Luo’s neck, contentedly enjoying her mommy’s clinginess.

Just now, when she saw her mommy interacting gently with the little sister, for some reason, she had started to feel a little bit sad in her heart. Now that she was being proactively held by her mommy, that sadness disappeared.

Qi Song turned her head, watching the scene of Yu Luo holding Taotao, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

The family of three was immersed in their own world. To the side, Xiao Yan in the crib pursed her lips and suddenly began to whimper softly.

A strange smell then spread through the air.

Taotao twitched her nose and couldn’t help but nuzzle her face into the skin of Yu Luo’s neck, trying to use her mommy’s fresh scent to cover up the smell in the air.

The nanny said embarrassedly from the side: “Aiya, our Xiao Yan has pooped.”

Thinking of the program team’s instructions, she suggested: “Would the two Teachers please change Xiao Yan’s diaper?”

Yu Luo paused, then said softly: “Could I trouble you to help us together?”

The nanny opened her mouth, her gaze momentarily a little uncomprehending—you already have a three-year-old daughter, changing a diaper should be something you can do with ease.

The next second, the nanny realized. Weren’t the owners she worked for an example of this? They would absolutely never do something themselves if they could spend money to solve it, and the child was also completely thrown to her to be raised, without any regard. She figured that most celebrities were probably like this too.

The nanny felt ashamed of this kind of irresponsible behavior of only giving birth but not raising the child. But on the surface, she still agreed naturally: “Okay, I’ll teach you.”

Seeing that Yu Luo was holding Taotao, Qi Song naturally took on this task and started to change Xiao Yan’s diaper.

It was just that, every one of her actions actually preceded the nanny’s instructions, skilled and smooth.

“See, you do know how to change one,” the nanny smiled with some gratification. “It looks like Teacher Qi has raised a child quite a bit.”

Qi Song belatedly realized that she had just changed the diaper with ease, and her whole body could not help but stiffen slightly for a moment.

—Why did she know how?

She could not help but turn her head to look at Yu Luo, only to see the woman looking at her in a daze. That expression was still composed and calm, as if she was not that surprised.

Qi Song’s heart contracted suddenly.

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The mountain villa was located in the suburbs of B City. Therefore, after the recording for this episode ended, the family of three did not stay at the hotel provided by the program team, but went straight home instead.

In the back seat of the program team’s car, Yu Luo leaned lazily in Qi Song’s arms.

She raised her eyes and saw the young woman’s delicate side profile, which appeared deep and somewhat distant as she was lost in thought.

Since taking care of Xiao Yan at the owner’s home in the morning, because they were in the middle of recording the show, the two of them had acted as if nothing was wrong, holding Taotao’s hand and wandering around the mountain villa.

But Yu Luo knew that something was on Qi Song’s mind. Perhaps either of them could feel it: the secret that had always been between them had a particularly strong presence today.

Qi Song was not stupid at all; on the contrary, she had been very smart ever since she was little. Those details she herself had unintentionally revealed, that corner of the truth exposed between words—there was no way Qi Song was completely unaware.

She just always prioritized her own feelings and situation in all matters. Therefore, she silently endured her curiosity, choosing to be tolerant and go along with her rhythm.

There was only one final episode of the variety show left. As long as they got through this one, everything would…

Yu Luo looked at the appearance of her beloved person sunk deep in thought, and could not take it for granted and think, 「it’s ending soon, you only need to endure for a few more days, so this is no big deal」.

Therefore, after arriving home, once the cub who had finished her bath was coaxed to sleep, Yu Luo moved close to Qi Song’s ear and said softly: “Do you need to have a little talk with Jiejie?”

Qi Song’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she turned her head to look at Yu Luo.

Her deep gaze softened the instant it touched the woman. After pausing for a moment, she smiled with a relaxed expression: “Compared to having a little talk, we can have a little hug.”

As she spoke, she raised her hands and pulled Yu Luo into her arms, patting her back comfortingly.

Yu Luo was slightly stunned, and feeling somewhat wronged, she wanted to say, 「You don’t want to talk to me, do you?」, but she held the words back.

Qi Song was not a person who disliked communication. On the contrary, she cared for this relationship immensely, so whenever she keenly perceived emotional fluctuations between them, she would proactively bring it up, striving not to leave any misunderstandings or hard feelings behind.

Therefore, Yu Luo wanted to wait a bit and hear what Qi Song would say next.

The young woman held her as tightly as ever. When she placed a light kiss on her forehead, she was also very gentle and intimate.

“Alright, we’re tired from recording the show today, Jiejie should quickly take a bath and rest, okay?”

Qi Song finally pressed her lips against Yu Luo’s and said in a soft voice.

Yu Luo stared at her without speaking.

Qi Song had actually refused to talk. Moreover, her words did not seem to contain the idea of bathing together either—during the day, she had clearly shown a desire to be unrestrained at night, but now she did not mention a single word of it. Was she too tired, or…?

The young woman’s expression at this moment was light as the wind and pale as the clouds³, her demeanor restrained and steady, presenting a kind of profound and inscrutable taciturnity.

The tips of Yu Luo’s eyebrows drew together slightly.

The always frank and sincere little dog was actually refusing to communicate with her both psychologically and physically; had her wings hardened⁴ now that she was grown up?

As she thought this, her slender, fair hand rose and grabbed the collar of Qi Song’s shirt. She pulled it down forcefully, compelling Qi Song to meet her gaze at close range.

And yet this person still had a face full of innocence, asking carefully and meekly: “What’s wrong, Jiejie?”

Yu Luo slowly curved her lips, revealing a casual smile, and her clear, cool voice said lightly: “Talk or do, you choose one yourself.”

“…” Qi Song’s breath hitched, and her eyelashes trembled lightly.

A crack unavoidably appeared in the calm she had feigned on her face.

Just as Qi Song was about to give an answer, she heard a sudden knock on the master bedroom door.

Yu Luo’s chest rose and fell slightly. She gave Qi Song a deep look, and then released her collar.

Turning around to open the door, she saw Auntie Zhang holding a bottle of red wine:

“I almost forgot about this. This was sent over by Miss Li yesterday. You said you wanted to try it when you came back today.”

Yu Luo nodded in acknowledgement. “Please just help me put it in the living room. I’ll go over to drink it after I finish my bath.”

The door closed again.

The next second, the two looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Qi Song finally answered the previous question: “Jiejie, I… actually want to talk and also want to do it.”

This answer came a little too late. Thus, it seemed as if it had been deeply considered, and seemed like it might be an unwilling compromise.

Thinking of this, Yu Luo’s breathing deepened slightly, and she turned around crisply, took her clothes, and went into the master bedroom’s bathroom.

Things between the two of them had always been as sweet as honey, and they had never before had a strange atmosphere like the present one. Qi Song watched Yu Luo’s quiet back with an eager gaze, subconsciously wanting to follow her in, only to see the bathroom door close in front of her.

She tentatively pressed the handle—it was locked from the inside.

After thinking for a few seconds, Qi Song unhesitatingly grabbed her clothes and rushed to the guest bedroom’s bathroom to bathe quickly.

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After finishing her bath, Yu Luo came out of the master bedroom, unhurriedly adjusting the tie of her nightgown as she walked toward the living room.

She raised her eyes and saw that Qi Song had, surprisingly, also already finished her bath and was sitting on the living room sofa, staring blankly at the bottle of red wine.

The next second, she looked straight at her.

That gaze was as ardent as ever, filled with care and attachment.

“Jiejie, I just rushed to finish my bath before you so I could come over and wait for you.” Qi Song smiled gently at her. “I’ll drink a little wine with you, and then we can have a little talk, okay?”

Her footsteps paused for a moment, and a bit of annoyance rose in Yu Luo’s heart—

The sadness and dejection that had been brewing just a moment ago were unexpectedly and easily dissolved by this person’s puppy-like, ardent gaze and a few simple sentences.

She was really too easy to coax.

Yu Luo decided that, on the surface at least, she could not be moved so quickly, otherwise she would not achieve the effect of teaching a certain someone a lesson at all.

Thus, she walked over without looking to the side and sat down on the sofa in a spot two body-widths away from Qi Song without saying a word.

As if there were no one beside her, she opened the red wine on her own and poured a little into a stemmed glass.

Then she raised it and took a sip, elegant and at ease.

“Jiejie, where’s my glass?” a wronged-sounding voice rang out.

Yu Luo’s movements paused slightly, and then she paid it no mind.

Her temperament was already clear and cold to begin with, and when she was not smiling or paying attention to people, her sense of distance was even stronger, making people not dare to approach her easily.

And yet, when Qi Song was with her, she was like a ball of fierce fire, never minding this coldness. Instead, she would press close without reservation and warm up that low temperature.

“Then I don’t want a glass.” Qi Song shifted her position, her body pressing against hers.

She reached out to hug the woman’s waist, intimately resting her chin on her shoulder. “Let me taste what’s in your glass, okay? Just a little bit.”

Yu Luo did not speak, and directly drank the remaining wine in the glass in one go.

A silent rebellion.

Qi Song blinked. The next second, she could not help but curve her lips in an amused smile.

“Jiejie is so cute when you pretend to be sulking, too,” she said.

After saying this, she saw Yu Luo’s lips purse slightly.

This time, she might really be angry—angry from embarrassment.

The smile in Qi Song’s eyes deepened. She turned her head, her lips lightly touching the corner of the woman’s mouth, and coaxed, “Don’t be angry with me. If you have any thoughts, can you tell me about them?”

Yu Luo raised her eyes to glance at her and snorted lightly. “You were the one who didn’t want to talk first.”

Qi Song paused slightly. Then she explained with a wronged tone: “I did want to. Just now I answered, 「I want to talk and also want to do it」, but Jiejie turned and left so coldly and indifferently, and even locked the bathroom door.”

With her eyebrows and eyes drooping, she looked truly pitiful.

“Oh? So that was my fault,” Yu Luo smiled ever so gently, but it made alarm bells ring in Qi Song’s head, and she could not help but straighten her back and sit up primly.

“The first time I asked if you wanted to talk, you only wanted kisses and hugs,” Yu Luo said, word by word. “The second time I asked you, you hesitated for several seconds again, only giving a belated answer after Auntie Zhang arrived.”

She slowly lowered her eyelashes, a heart-breaking disappointment revealed in her expression. “Qi Song, you yourself said before that no matter what we face, we must properly comfort the other’s heart. And just now, I proactively wanted to talk to comfort you, so why did you subconsciously choose to refuse me?”

“Jiejie, I…”

At Yu Luo’s words, unnamed emotions surged in Qi Song’s eyes, making her appear anxious and self-reproachful.

Seeing this made Yu Luo’s heart skip a beat, and she could not help but feel a pang of heartache.

She suddenly realized that Qi Song had not actually done anything wrong.

It was just one time that she was unwilling to be open and honest—wasn’t she herself even more excessive? Although it was because she had no other choice, she had indeed made Qi Song face her own avoidance and concealment time and time again, making her give way considerately amidst confusion and blankness.

It was she who was too used to the past Qi Song’s lack of reservations, and had forgotten that Qi Song could also have her own dark and unspeakable matters.

“I’m sorry.” Thinking of this, Yu Luo sighed lightly and said, both self-reproachfully and earnestly, “You’re not in the wrong, it’s me who was acting a bit spoiled because I’m doted on. I shouldn’t have felt wronged.”

After speaking, she poured red wine into the empty glass.

This time, she poured it nearly full.

Just as she was about to raise it, a hand suddenly shot out from the side and snatched her glass, catching her off guard.

Qi Song tilted her head back and drank all the wine in one go, the translucent red liquid staining the corners of her lips.

Her alcohol tolerance was not good, and this red wine was not low in proof. After one glass of wine, a heat instantly ignited in her stomach, scalding its way up to her cheeks.

“Are you okay?” Yu Luo immediately forgot about their previous conversation, quickly lifting Qi Song’s chin to worriedly check on her condition.

Qi Song stared at her intently, her gaze stagnant, gradually becoming hazy and unclear.

After a long moment, she finally spoke the first open and honest sentence of the evening.

Because these words were too frank, too direct, they were like a sudden clap of thunder on a clear day, causing Yu Luo to be momentarily speechless—

“Jiejie, you seem to know everything… even the things I thought you couldn’t possibly know.”

Qi Song’s cheeks were flushed, and her speech was a little slurred.

“It’s not that I only started feeling this way today… but the feeling today is exceptionally strong,” Qi Song continued.

“I don’t know what price you paid for this. But if speaking the truth will have unforeseeable consequences… I’m worried that you’ll fail due to the lack of one last basket of earth⁵ because you feel sorry for me and want to comfort me.” She reached out and caressed Yu Luo’s cheek, her pair of beautiful, drunken eyes misty, hazy yet sincere. “That’s why I didn’t dare to talk.”

“I didn’t even dare to say these things… I felt you would get flustered.” She laughed lightly.

“Yi⁶? It seems I said it out loud after all…” Qi Song said dizzily.

—Although I know nothing, and am instinctively curious… compared to the answers to those questions, I will always care more about your situation.

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