In this era, men have always been superior to women, and it is a very despised behavior for a man to carry a woman on his back.
That is insulting to a man's dignity.
It was even more ridiculous to talk about carrying her through the crowd in front of so many people.
Zhong Qing said blankly: "No, I can leave by myself."
Yi Jian's eyes flashed with a deep feeling of doting. He reached out and took her hand, pulling her onto his back. Then he stood up and deliberately pressed his body forward, making her
Climbing is comfortable.
He held her legs with his hands and carried them on his back. His suit just covered everything about her firmly, so he wouldn't worry about the large crotch of the cheongsam making her exposed.
There was no hesitation or force in his movements. It seemed to be a very natural thing. He carried her on his back and walked slowly towards the door.
There was gradually a wet feeling in Zhong Qing's eyes. She tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart. The hand that was originally on his shoulder slowly circled his neck and buried her head in his shoulder.
On the bed, smelling the breath of his body, she closed her eyes, and a tear dropped from the corner of her eye, falling into his neck.
His body stiffened slightly, but he did not say a word.
Zhongqing thought in her heart, who is the fool... If she is a fool, then he is a fool!
Thinking of this, Zhong Qing burst into laughter.
A fool, a fool, they are a perfect match. If they really get together, what will their children be?
Fool and fool?
Or a fool?
Zhongqing thought about it, but her expression suddenly condensed.
In the past two days, she had been focusing on escaping from the eldest wife and him, but she had forgotten that she was pregnant with her ten-month-old child!
She lay on Yi Jian's back, slowly raised her head, and asked softly to Yi Jian: "Young Marshal... where is the child?"
Yi Jian carried her on his back and walked step by step. His back was very comfortable and his figure was in good shape, giving people a feeling of home.
After hearing her words, he paused and said nothing.
Zhong Qing actually understood everything in her heart, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Is the child... dead?
But, was Shui the one who chose to have her instead of the child?
Is it him?
She didn't ask, and he didn't tell either.
He carried her on his back and walked past under the eyes of so many people who were surprised or envious.
