Ren's Scientific Research (2-in-1)

The next morning, Ren slowly woke up from his sleep. Opening his eyes, he saw Jada's hand resting on his chest.

At this moment, Jada had her eyes closed, cheeks slightly flushed, and a smile on her lips.

"She must be dreaming about her handsome husband," Ren shamelessly thought.

Ren's gaze then shifted downward.

Jada's long, white, smooth legs were draped over his stomach. Ren couldn't help but recall how she used to wear a maid outfit. Sadly, she didn't wear those anymore.

Regretfully, Ren glanced at the wardrobe.

Inside, there was a small locked box where he kept all the outfits he had bought for Jada, now sealed away.

As Ren's mind wandered, Jada turned over, shifting from her side to lying on her back.

This made Ren notice something surprising.

His wife's chest seemed significantly larger than before. Jada usually woke up earlier and wore clothes that hid her figure, so Ren hadn't noticed until now. The sight astonished him.

Instinctively, he raised his hand, forming a dragon claw, and moved his gaze back and forth between his hand and Jada's chest.

Slowly, he moved his hand toward her chest.

This was for scientific research!

After all, most women stop developing physically around eighteen. But his nearly thirty-year-old wife was still developing. If he could study this phenomenon, it could benefit many women who felt self-conscious about their bodies!

Moreover, if this method were researched and popularized, it could boost consumer spending, as there'd be no need to skimp on fabric.

Just as Ren's hand was about to touch, Jada suddenly woke up.

Seeing Ren reaching toward her with a strange look, she frowned, sensing something was off. "What are you doing?"

"Uh?" Ren was caught off guard and then replied seriously, "Researching something that could change the world."

"Change the world? You mean groping me while I'm asleep?" Jada asked, incredulous.

Ren felt a bit embarrassed at being caught, and he shifted his gaze, changing the subject. "By the way, have you noticed your chest has gotten bigger recently?"

"Now that you mention it, it has," Jada said, looking down thoughtfully. "It's probably because I'm pregnant. It was the same when I had Yueyue."

"Oh, that explains why your chest is bigger than most," Ren said.

"Idiot, it won't stay that way!" Jada glared at him.

Seeing Ren's lustful expression, Jada wondered why she had fallen for him in the first place. Was it just because he was more handsome and talented than others?

As Jada pondered, she shivered, noticing Ren's mischievous smile. "What are you plotting now?"

That smile only appeared when he was up to no good.

Ren leaned in and whispered, "I've been working hard lately and need to replenish my nutrients."

"True," Jada agreed, considering Ren's extensive work on multiple comics, which was mentally taxing. "I'll buy some supplements."

"Well..." Ren scratched his head, embarrassed. "I'd prefer something natural. The doctor said the nutrients are superior to any supplement."

"Really? What is it? I'll get it for you," Jada said, surprised.

"Well..."

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That evening, Jada drove to Yueyue's school to pick her up.

One hand rested on her stomach, and she smiled. "So naughty," she murmured, feeling her baby kick.

As the months passed, the baby's arrival drew closer, and she became more excited about their second child.

No, it should be their third, she thought, realizing there was already a third child at home—Ren, the nearly thirty-year-old man-child.

Her unborn child wasn't even here yet, and Ren was already planning to steal its food!

Ren, that big jerk, wanted to drink her breast milk, claiming it was a waste if it wasn't used.

Jada blushed at the thought, but quickly looked troubled again.

Even though she had refused Ren's request that morning, she knew he wouldn't give up easily.

Unlike wearing certain outfits, which was entirely her choice, this time, whether or not Ren got what he wanted was up to him. He might sneak a drink while she slept.

I need to find a compromise, Jada thought, deep in thought.

"Mom!" Yueyue's voice interrupted her.

Jada quickly opened the car door, seeing Yueyue with her coat off. "Why did you take off your coat? It's getting cold!"

"Last period was P.E., so hot!" Yueyue wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Even if you're hot, don't take off your coat. You might catch a cold," Jada scolded, noticing Yueyue's dirty hands. "And wash your hands; they're filthy. You could get an infection."

Jada's words slowed, and her eyes brightened with an idea.

She had a solution.

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In a certain neighborhood, Ren and Yueyue each held a game controller, playing a retro game — Mario Bros.

Yueyue's Mario was in the lead, while Ren lagged behind, reminiscing about the morning and pondering how to convince Jada to let him "replenish his nutrients."

His wife was perfect, except she was too reserved. They had been married for years, so why be shy? They used to be intimate, so why was it a problem now?

"Maybe I should sneak in while she's asleep," Ren muttered to himself, sipping his soda.

Replenishing nutrients was different from changing clothes. Changing clothes might wake Jada, but sneaking a sip wouldn't. Even if she woke up, by the time she reacted, it would be too late. Worst case, he'd get scolded, but it would be worth it.

Thinking about this, Ren felt an urge to go to bed early. He glanced at Yueyue, deciding to act on his plan. Ren intentionally manipulated Mario to drop a box on Yueyue's character.

"Dad, what are you doing!" Yueyue exclaimed angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, I was thinking about something and didn't mean to," Ren said, though his tone lacked any real remorse.

"Stop thinking and focus!" Yueyue said, fully immersed in the game and not catching Ren's indifference.

But soon, she experienced more frustration. Ren kept throwing boxes at her character, knocking her out, and even tossing her into dangerous spots.

After a while, Yueyue got fed up. She threw a box back at Ren, who was prepared and dodged into a safe spot.

Eventually, they both lost, and the game ended.

"Alright, game over. Time for bed. You have school tomorrow," Ren said, putting away the controllers to prevent Yueyue from asking for another game.

Yueyue didn't move for a moment, glaring at the "Game Over" screen with frustration. "Dad, you did that on purpose to make me go to bed!"

"Of course not," Ren said righteously. "Besides, we had fun, didn't we? Now go to bed."

"Hmph!"

ヽ(｀⌒メ)ノ

Yueyue pouted, but with both parents insisting, she had no choice. She kicked Ren's leg and stomped to her room, muttering about her "mean" parents.

Meanwhile, Ren noticed something odd. Why was Jada also eager to send Yueyue to bed? Had she agreed to his idea? But he quickly dismissed the thought, knowing his wife too well.

"Ren, come to the bedroom. I need to talk to you," Jada said after they finished tidying up the living room.

Jada sat on the bed, looking at Ren. "I've thought about what you said this morning. I might agree, but under one condition."

Hearing this, Ren felt a surge of joy but quickly realized there must be a catch.

"Alright, what's the condition?" Ren asked, deciding he'd resort to Plan A if the condition was too harsh.

Jada hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and changed the topic. "Today, when I picked up Yueyue, I realized she doesn't care about getting sick. She doesn't wash her hands or keep her coat on. With the baby coming soon, what if she touches the baby with dirty hands?"

Ren paused, understanding the problem. Babies had weaker immune systems. He had read a story about a baby getting sick from smelling a dirty sock.

Seeing Ren in deep thought, Jada continued, "So, if you want me to agree to your condition, you need to create a work that teaches Yueyue about self-care and hygiene. Only then can you replenish your nutrients as you like."

Hearing this, Ren was stunned. This was indeed a problem, but creating a work for this purpose?

"I'll think about it," Ren said, realizing he needed a creative solution to meet Jada's condition.

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