Grew Bigger Again

"Dummy!" Lily Evans poked Lucky on the forehead. "Do you even know how babies are made?"

Lucky pouted, looking wronged, and shook his head. "I... I don't know... Is it because I'm dumb, so I can't even make babies? Should I go ask Mom?"

Lily couldn't possibly let Lucky go ask Margaret about making babies. She grabbed him and said, "It's dark, time to sleep. Mom's already gone to bed, don't disturb her."

Lucky nodded obediently and started undressing right away. There were only two rooms in the house—one for Margaret, and Lily had no choice but to share with Lucky. After all, everyone saw them as a proper married couple, and even Margaret thought they'd consummated the marriage. Not sleeping together would seem suspicious.

Seeing Lucky about to strip completely, Lily quickly covered her eyes. "No, don't take it all off! Keep your underclothes on!"

Lucky obediently put his underclothes back on, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Lily, scooping her into his arms as a matter of course.

Lily's face grew even hotter, but she tried to act calm. "Lucky, close your eyes and go to sleep. No moving around!"

"Okay." Lucky obediently closed his eyes. Lily watched him for a while, and seeing he really was just holding her and not moving, she finally relaxed.

Lily had just closed her eyes when she heard Lucky's muffled voice: "Wife, I... I got big again."

Lily shuddered in shock, opened her eyes and looked at Lucky—oh wow, it really was standing tall.

But Lucky still remembered Lily's instructions not to open his eyes or move around. Even though he was clearly uncomfortable, he lay there quietly, eyes shut, not moving at all.

Lucky's patience made Lily's heart soften. She stroked his cheek gently. "Good Lucky, let me tell you a story. Listen carefully, and you'll feel better soon."

"Okay." Lucky relaxed a bit.

"Once upon a time..." Lily's soft voice sounded gently in his ear. Lucky listened intently to her story and soon found himself shrinking back to normal. Not long after, he drifted into a deep sleep.

Lily glanced at the sleeping Lucky, let out a sigh of relief, and her eyelids grew heavy.

They slept soundly through the night.

But the next morning, Lily was poked awake.

"Wife... it's big again. It won't listen to me. Can you make it go back?" Lucky edged closer, his handsome face enlarged right next to Lily's head.

Still half-asleep, Lily stared at that ridiculously handsome face and for a moment thought she was back in the present, waking up next to some hot celebrity.

But then her waist was jabbed a few more times, snapping Lily awake. She jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on her outer clothes, and said in a fluster to Lucky, "Go chop firewood in the backyard!"

"Wife, I chopped the firewood yesterday!" Lucky announced proudly, puffing out his chest as if awaiting praise.

Lily raised an eyebrow and teased, "Then go fill up the water jar!"

"But there's still more than half a jar left..." Lucky scratched his head, peeking at Lily's flustered face. "Wife, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Before Lily could answer, Lucky leaned in and softly pressed his lips to her forehead.

His gentle lips carried that faint, familiar scent unique to him. Lily instantly stiffened, her hands awkwardly hovering, not knowing where to put them.

Lucky had only kissed her lightly to check her temperature. Seeing she didn't have a fever, he mumbled in confusion, "But how come your face is even redder now?"

"Wife..." Lucky gently cupped Lily's cheeks, his long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings. "Wife... you're so beautiful..."

Lily was utterly mesmerized by her silly husband's perfect face. He leaned closer and closer, his breath brushing her lips, and then his soft lips gently nibbled at hers...