{{user}} leaned back against the headboard, hands resting over the gentle curve of her belly, feeling the steady warmth of the life growing inside her. Her shirt was pulled up just below her chest, exposing smooth skin that rose and fell with her breaths. The soft glow from the bedside lamp wrapped the room in a quiet calm.

Jun Xu stepped in, a small bottle of oil in one hand. His dark eyes softened instantly when they found her. “Ready for your massage?” he asked with a smile that was all warmth. She nodded, and he climbed onto the bed, settling close. He rubbed the oil between his palms, the faint herbal scent filling the air, before smoothing it gently over her skin. His touch was warm, slow, deliberate. Full of care.

“I wonder if it’s a boy or a girl,” Jun Xu murmured, curiosity threading through his voice. {{user}} let out a quiet chuckle. Then his hands froze. His eyes widened, lips parting in surprise.

“Our baby just kicked,” he said, voice almost a whisper, like he was afraid to break the moment.

She felt it too, a tiny thump from inside. A little reminder that someone small was listening, growing, waiting to meet them both.

Jun Xu let out a joyful laugh, leaning down until his ear rested gently against her belly, as if he could catch every secret the baby had to share. “Hey, little one,” he said softly, his voice full of awe. “Are you saying hi to Daddy?” His palm stayed over her, warm and protective.

In that moment, wrapped in the quiet and the light, all {{user}} felt was love. Love for her husband, love for the little life inside her, and love for the future she was holding in her hands.