Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

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With a crisp click of the latch, the large suitcase was swiftly and decisively opened by Nan Zhigan.

When the lid of the box popped open, only a few pieces of clothing belonging to Kings Nian were found on the top shelf.

In the most conspicuous spot on the lower level, several soft, small pieces of Nan Zhi's personal clothing were neatly folded, along with her often-worn silk camisole and nightgown, all of which he had secretly packed into the box.

Nan Zhi was stunned, her little hand still resting on the lid of the box, her eyes wide open.

She was initially curious why he always used such a large suitcase to pack only a few pieces of clothing.

Now, all the answers are laid out before us.

The locker room fell silent instantly.

Jin Si Nian stood behind her, his body stiffening, the tips of his ears quickly turning a thin blush. The usually calm and composed man was now somewhat embarrassed by being caught red-handed.

"This...this..."

Even though Jin Nian is usually eloquent and adept at sophistry, he was momentarily speechless when his secret hidden in the suitcase was exposed.

His thin lips parted, but he couldn't utter a single word of explanation for a long time, his ears turning completely red.

Unable to speak, unable to find the words to defend himself.

Nan Zhi's cheeks were burning hot. She bit her pink lower lip and gently stroked the clothes in the box with her fingertips.

This soft, lace nightgown was the one that had mysteriously disappeared a while ago; and there were several other pieces of underwear that she couldn't find before.

She had only lost one item before, and she thought it was because she had a bad memory, didn't know where she put it, or that she had lost it herself.

Later, her closet had fewer and fewer clothes. Even though she bought them a lot, and Jin Si Nian bought her a lot, she kept losing one piece after another.

She really thought she had been robbed, but it turned out the thief was right next to her.

Nan Zhi rummaged through all his clothes. Bringing a skirt was one thing, but why did he have to bring underwear and panties? He didn't even have breasts.

Nan Zhi grew increasingly embarrassed as she rummaged through the fabric, clutching a piece of underwear in her small hands. She glared at him, both angry and ashamed: "The skirt... I can accept the skirt... but why do you even sneak in your underwear?"

"You...you didn't..."

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't finish her sentence, her cheeks turning bright red.

Upon seeing this, Jin Si Nian immediately rushed forward, half-lying on the suitcase, pressing down on the clothes with his long arms, acting like he was protecting a treasure: "Don't take them, don't take them away."

Nan Zhi, her eyes still wet with tears, asked in embarrassment and annoyance, "Why...why did you secretly take my clothes?"

The man lowered his chin, his eyebrows drooping, like a large dog caught in the act. He muttered softly, his voice low and nasal with a hint of grievance, "I miss you."

"I can't sleep because you won't come with me on this business trip, so I can only take your clothes with me."

I can smell the childlike scent on it.

He used to only bring one item, but after washing it, the childlike scent was gone.

He had no choice but to bring a few more items.

"Loosen up." Nan Zhi pulled hard on her clothes, trying to pull them all back.

Jin Si Nian held on tightly, refusing to let go, his eyes filled with desolation: "No, please don't take it away."

He knew perfectly well that Qingshui Village was poorly equipped, damp and desolate in the countryside, and the journey was bumpy. He would never take his five-month pregnant daughter there to suffer.

But without her by his side, he couldn't bear the long nights at all; these clothes that carried her scent were his only solace.

"No." Nan Zhi shook her head firmly, insisting on pulling the clothes out one by one.

"These...you can't bring any of them."

She tugged at the soft silk nightgown and emphasized again, "You can't bring this either."

Jin Si Nian panicked instantly, grabbed the nightgown, and quickly stuffed it back into her suitcase.

He stubbornly stuffed all the clothes that Nan Zhi had thrown out back into their original state, and even lied through his teeth: "These are all old clothes that Zhi Zhi doesn't want anymore."

Without these, he couldn't sleep at night.

Nan Zhi's eyes widened instantly, and she glared at him angrily.

What do you mean she doesn't want it?

He secretly hid and stole them all!

After being caught, this person still tried to lie and cheat.

Nan Zhi's little face puffed up in anger, her cheeks pursed into round circles, as she retorted, both embarrassed and angry, "I... I didn't mean to!"

"You...you stole it all!"

Jin Si Nian looked down at the sulking pregnant woman in front of him, his eyes filled with indulgent tenderness, and softened his tone, speaking in a low, submissive voice: "Can't I even hug your clothes when I'm away on a business trip?"

These straightforward yet aggrieved words instantly touched Nan Zhi's soft heart.

She stared at the few pieces of underwear in the suitcase, her ears burning, and stammered, "Then...then why did you...why did you bring that?"

Jin Si Nian feigned ignorance, asking without batting an eye, "Which one? Zhi Zhi, what did I bring?"

"That's...that's the one!"

Nan Zhi stamped her little feet anxiously, her pregnant belly making her movements weak and powerless, and her tone lacked any real threat, "You...you knew perfectly well!"

A sly smile played on the man's lips as he deliberately leaned closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her flushed earlobes: "I don't know."

"If Zhizhi doesn't explain, I won't understand what you're saying."

He added slowly and deliberately, his tone both frank and alluring: "I only brought the child's things, not any other women's. What's wrong with that?"

Jin Nian didn't think he was wrong; he just saw it as a sign of his childishness.

A husband who doesn't bring his daughter's cute little dress on business trips isn't a good husband.

He likes to wear cute little skirts...

Nan Zhi's ears turned bright red instantly, and her neck also turned crimson. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

In the instant she was lost in thought, Jin Si Nian tilted his head slightly, opened his mouth and gently took her warm, sensitive earlobe into his mouth, giving it a soft bite.

"Well……"

Nan Zhi shuddered violently.

It had been a long time since Kings had bitten her ear so intimately.

This was her most sensitive spot. The familiar touch sent a tingling current through her ears and into her limbs. Her legs went weak and trembled instantly, and she swayed and almost fell over.

Jin Si Nian raised his hand and firmly encircled her waist, holding the limp person tightly in his arms. His lips were still pressed against her earlobe, his voice low and husky, with an undeniable obsession: "I like Zhi Zhi, that's why I secretly brought your clothes."

"Don't take your things out. I'll be unhappy if you take them all."

Nan Zhi leaned against his firm embrace, her body limp, her waist and abdomen firmly supported by him, even her breath was soft and weak.

She buried her burning face and whispered in compromise, "Then...then you can only bring the dress...but not that..."

Jinsin tightened his arms around her waist, pressing his chest against her warm back, and deliberately feigned ignorance, his voice languid yet cunning as he whispered into her reddened ear, "Which one is Zhizhi talking about?"

"I don't understand."

He clearly knew what was going on, but he deliberately teased her here!

His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, but she pretended to be oblivious and refused to respond.

Nan Zhi felt a chill run down her spine from his teasing, feeling both angry and embarrassed. She gently tugged at his shirt with her small hands, her soft voice tinged with annoyance: "You...you clearly understood!"

"You're not allowed to bring those personal items... you know!"

Jin Si Nian chuckled softly, the vibrations in his chest traveling through their bodies to Nan Zhi, intensifying the tingling sensation.

He turned his head and kissed her burning earlobe, then playfully rubbed her hair against his skin: "Still don't understand."