mtlumby2d Chapter 279 Found the diary!
Chapter 279 Found the diary!
Tonight, the man was wearing a set of black pajamas. Actually, the style looked very ordinary, but because he was a natural clothes hanger with a tall figure, and the all-black color, although not as noble as when he was wearing a suit, it made him look more calm, indifferent, and... unfathomable.
Jiang Qianxun just watched the man walk over from the other end of the sofa. Especially when she saw him unbuttoning three buttons of his black shirt, she was like a child who had made a mistake and didn't dare to look at him.
If her feet hadn't been dry, she would have run to the bed.
Now, she could only sit upright on the edge of the bed. Not far from her feet was the new folding mattress she had bought tonight.
Xing Mingyu walked over with his cell phone in his hand. Seeing the little woman lowering her head and refusing to look at him, he stopped and sat down next to her the next second.
"Your feet are still not dry? Can I help you wipe them?"
Hearing the man's deep voice sounding beside her, Jiang Qianxun raised her head suddenly: "No need!"
She was clearly rejecting the man, but somehow, as soon as she looked up and met the man's eyes, Jiang Qianxun couldn't look away and her cheeks felt slightly hot.
Everything was apparently normal. She agreed to let him become her boyfriend, allowed him to sleep in the same room with her and take care of her, and he even agreed to sleep on the floor!
She imagined that they would remain like this, politely maintaining their relationship, until the baby was born three months later.
But it was amazing that when she saw a man like this, she couldn't help feeling a little unnatural. This was a feeling she had never had when she was in love with Qin Chuan.
I feel that the days are very ordinary, just an ordinary life, eating, working, sleeping, but at the same time I feel that the days are very unusual, as if these days that cannot be more ordinary have become very different because of this man.
For example, now, just by simply looking at each other, she actually felt her heart beating faster.
Is this how real boyfriend and girlfriend get along?
Jiang Qianxun looked at the man in front of her who was already very familiar to her. She felt a little nervous, but also... excited.
She felt that this man was particularly handsome even in his pajamas. His aura gave her a sense of security, as if nothing would be a problem as long as he was there.
Even the matter between Grandpa Xing and Huang Xiaoxiao, which was weighing on his mind, became insignificant.
Xing Mingyu didn't expect the little woman to turn her head and just keep staring at him.
He lowered his head and looked back at her, looking her up and down.
The woman, who had just finished washing up, was still wearing the custom-made pajamas he had someone send her. The style was a bit like a ruqun, which perfectly covered her pregnant belly. It was loose and looked very good.
Her seaweed-like long hair was naturally scattered on her shoulders. Because of washing, her palm-sized face was still flushed, making her look moisturized. She was very beautiful, and also very... ravaged!
The unfinished business in the small restaurant came to his mind. Xing Mingyu's eyes suddenly became darker, his Adam's apple moved naturally, and his voice became hoarse.
"Hmm! So did you apply pregnancy oil?"
"I have." Jiang Qianxun answered, brought back to her senses by the man's voice.
Knowing that he was staying overnight, she guessed that he would take good care of her, but she didn't want to go through the "torture" of asking him to help her apply pregnancy oil again, so she applied it first while he was washing up.
The man seemed to be able to see what she was thinking. He moved closer and lifted her face: "I'll help you. If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you apply it yourself first?"
"No." Jiang Qianxun didn't want to admit it.
The man rubbed her delicate little face with his thumb, and moved his thumb from her cheek to the corner of her lips, ruthlessly exposing her: "You say one thing and mean another. You have avoided me twice tonight. Is your boyfriend so terrible? Huh?"
This is the question, but the man didn't seem to care about the answer. After he finished speaking, he put his thin lips next to his thumb and kissed it gently: "Don't be afraid, let me kiss you."
As he said this, Xing Mingyu wanted to intensify the kiss.
Jiang Qianxun saw that he was about to kiss her, so she quickly shook her head and pushed him away: "No, we agreed to respect me."
Although she said it was a rejection, Jiang Qianxun's voice was a little nervous and sounded soft.
For men, this is not a rejection, it is an invitation.
"I'll just give you a light kiss, okay? But I won't go overboard, and I don't want to make our bodies uncomfortable." The man moved closer to her, his hoarse voice getting lower and lower.
"It's agreed that I will be your boyfriend and exercise your boyfriend's rights."
Jiang Qianxun heard the not-so-obvious grievance in the man's voice. She thought about it carefully and finally decided to go along with him: "Okay. But you can only kiss, you can't do anything else!"
"Other? What is it?" The man asked instead of answering, and while asking, he pecked her small mouth lightly with his thin lips.
Jiang Qianxun closed her eyes, feeling the man's strong touch. She said nothing, but her face turned red.
The man loved her extremely tender face, and loved the color on it even more. How could he let her go? While kissing her, he reached out to hold her waist and picked her up.
Therefore, Jiang Qianxun could only spread her thin legs and sit on the man's knees. In this position, she continued to endure the kiss from the man.
"Like this?" The man asked her in between kisses.
This posture is very embarrassing and it is easy for people to make associations and think of a certain posture. Jiang Qianxun, despite feeling hot all over, did not answer. She just let the man hold her and endure his kiss in this posture. Her whole body was limp.
The tenderness of a young woman was a disguised invitation to a man, and the force of his thin lips gently rolling on her lips naturally increased. The man kissed her deeply while rubbing her lower back with his big hands.
After a few seconds, he heard the little woman's gentle moan.
This kind of torture was even worse than before he kissed her. The man felt like he was going crazy, and he couldn't stop at all.
Feeling the man's lips and tongue moving downward, Jiang Qianxun quickly came back to her senses and called a halt: "Xing Mingyu, you can't go on!"
Although she hadn't done that with him many times, and so far, she could count them on ten fingers, but every time, he hugged her and kissed her like this, and it finally developed into that.
Moreover, she had no control over such a development. In the end, she would be pinned down by the man, with her head held high to endure everything he gave her. Not only would she be exhausted, but it would also be unsafe for the child.
She was really scared.
Being stopped by the little woman, the man, no matter how unwilling he was, could only forcibly suppress the giant dragon in his body that was clamoring to rush out, and moved his lips and tongue upwards, lightly pecking her lips a few times.
Finally, he placed his forehead against hers, his large hand touching the back of her head, and accused her in a voice that was extremely hoarse.
"I have a girlfriend and can only kiss lightly but not do it. I feel so wronged."
With a "bang" sound, Jiang Qianxun's face turned red. She never expected that the high and mighty man would say such words to her one day. She was surprised and raised her lively almond eyes, blinking her long eyelashes at the man with exposed veins on his forehead.
"I'm in the third trimester of pregnancy now. For the sake of the child, you have to bear it!"
Jiang Qianxun said, and suddenly asked: "Or do you only care about yourself and not the child? Don't you love the child?"
This kind of question was a life-or-death question. Xing Mingyu didn't even have to think about it and answered directly: "How could that be? You and the child are the most important."
Jiang Qianxun looked at him with some doubt.
Xing Mingyu listened to the little woman's question, and then looked at the round belly she was pointing at. He felt a little helpless. He stretched out his big hand and put the little woman back on the edge of the bed to sit. He knelt on one knee and stroked the pregnant woman under her skirt with his rough big hand.
The soft light from the bedroom fell on the man's face, which was so handsome that it couldn't be more handsome, and cast a halo on it, making this man, who was always aloof, less indifferent and more calm and gentle.
He stretched out his hand and stroked the pregnant belly several times. Then he lowered his head, put his head against the pregnant woman and talked to the baby in her belly.
"Of course Dad loves you the most. But if your mom and I had met in some other way, I would have lived in our own world for as long as we could before bringing you into this world."
Jiang Qianxun: "......"
"Why is your mind full of these?" Jiang Qianxun thought about it and decided to speak out his inner thoughts.
Are all men like this?
Xing Mingyu was very calm: "I only think about these things when I'm facing you."
As he spoke, he grabbed one of her hands and continued to play with it, saying, "Isn't it normal to want my woman to hang her legs around my waist, to make her feel comfortable, and to give her the best feeling?"
Jiang Qianxun: "......"
Looking at the man squatting in front of her with a red face, Jiang Qianxun was sure that this ascetic man had two faces. To the outside world, he was high and mighty and outsiders were not allowed to approach him, but when facing her, he seemed as if he could turn into a beast and swallow her.
Jiang Qianxun's palm-sized face was very hot.
She was also afraid that the man would really pounce on her, and luckily, her feet were dry.
She instinctively stood up and tried to turn around and get on the bed.
She didn't want to stand up too quickly while the man didn't stand up yet...
So, the thin nightgown on Jiang Qianxun just floated onto the man's face.
Moreover, one of them was standing and the other was sitting, and with such a height difference, the distance between them was very close!
The man's anger, which had just been suppressed, collapsed in an instant.
He stood up and looked at the little woman standing in front of him. The next second, a quick kiss fell on her.
Jiang Qianxun raised her wet almond-shaped eyes and looked in astonishment at the handsome face of the man in front of her.
But the man didn't give her a chance to react, and the kiss was much more urgent than before.
Jiang Qianxun is not a fool either. She can feel the vigorous desire coming from the man.
She finally realized that even sleeping on the floor and living in the same room with this man was dangerous.
But she couldn't persuade him.
Moreover, being plundered by the man's attack, Jiang Qianxun felt that she was becoming less and less like herself. She was kissed so hard that her whole body pressed against him, and even the corners of her eyes were dyed a thin layer of pink.
What’s even more terrifying is that despite her reaction, the man just gave her a kiss.
Jiang Qianxun leaned helplessly and weakly in the man's arms, panting helplessly. From behind, the man's rough big hand held her hand...
Later, the man whispered two words in her ear.
When the man spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his expression was tinged with a rare hint of badness that was not his style.
She could only obey...
I don’t know how long it took, but in the end, Xing Mingyu took her to the bathroom, and washed her hands several times bit by bit under her eyes that seemed to be reproachful but were actually coquettish.
When the little woman was satisfied, he led her back to the bed.
As soon as she returned to the bed, Jiang Qianxun pushed him away angrily.
"Go and sleep on the floor, don't disturb me!"
Xing Mingyu didn't dare to refuse, he simply pulled open the quilt prepared by Aunt Lan and sat down.
Seeing that he was quite obedient, Jiang Qianxun's heat on her face gradually subsided.
But she still felt something strange about her right hand. After thinking about it, she got up, opened the bedside table, took out a tube of hand cream, and applied it while sitting on the edge of the bed.
Because she was getting ready to go to bed, Jiang Qianxun took off her shoes while applying the lotion and placed her fair feet on the shoes.