"But...it seems...someone thinks that I am not a good husband!" Nangong Han raised his thick black eyebrows, "We are already an old couple, why are you so shy!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the zipper of Xiang Yimo's clothes——
She immediately dodged and looked at him warily, "What do you want to do!"
"Help you take off your clothes! Do you want to take a shower with your clothes on?"
"My hands are not broken, I can take them off by myself!" Xiang Yimo tugged on her clothes tightly and ordered her, "You...turn around!"
"We already have children. Is there anything about you that I haven't seen or touched?" Nangong Han's eyes were locked, "Is it possible that you are worried about what I will do to you? Don't worry, I will strictly follow the doctor's instructions.
, I will never touch you! Besides, there is a cold pool next to it. If I can't control myself, I can just use cold water to cool down!"
Xiang Yimo twitched her lips and whispered softly, "My figure is out of shape now, you'd better not look at it!"
No wonder she is coy and coy, that’s why!
Nangong Han didn't know whether he should laugh at her for being cute or stupid. His heart was as cold as iron and his heart suddenly trembled. A faint clear spring floated in his deep black eyes, with a trace of ripples.
"Silly girl!" He whispered dotingly, reaching out to pull her into his arms. Smelling the elegant orchid fragrance on her body, his empty heart was suddenly filled. "You are the most beautiful in the world right now."
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"Stop comforting me, my belly is bulging!" Xiang Yimo muttered, burying herself in his chest.
"This is the beauty of motherhood, no one can compare to it!" Shen Ci's voice was like mist from the south of the Yangtze River, beating on the ink-colored eaves and rubble, making a sound of dripping chime, wisps echoing in Xiang Yimo's ears.
His warm and thick palms rubbed Xiang Yimo's back, rubbing gently and slowly, and slowly moved down the zipper on her back inch by inch. He could feel the rough palm prints across her icy skin.
Her nervousness.
The soft and elegant gauze slid over her round shoulders and slowly fell down. Her palms loosened and fell to the ground.
A shy blush appeared on Xiang Yimo's cheeks. Because of her pregnancy, her figure became plumper instead of slender as before, especially the towering snow-capped peaks.
Nangong Han squatted down and pressed his cheek against her slightly bulging belly. He seemed to be able to hear the heartbeats of the babies. He warned sternly, "You must be good, no fighting, no making noise, and no bullying."
Mommy, otherwise, when I come out, I will take care of every family member, and I will never be lenient!"
"Pfft!" Xiang Yimo couldn't help laughing, "What's the family law?"
"Close the dungeon!"
Xiang Yimo exclaimed, "You are so inhumane!"
"Then tickle it!"
A smile bloomed on Xiang Yimo's warm and beautiful cheeks, light as light as gravel scattered on her body, and her white skin was stained with honey colors.
Nangong Han suppressed his desire and hugged Xiang Yimo, as if in a huge bathing pool, the bright red petals were sticking to her shoulders, and her skin became whiter and translucent like gelatin.
He scooped up a handful of clear water, poured it on Xiang Yimo's arm, and wiped it gently, fearing that the water would escape from his skin if he touched it hard.
"You have to eat well and sleep well every day. Don't draw design drawings. Using your eyes for a long time is bad for your eyesight!"
"I'm either eating or sleeping, you really think of me as a pig!" Xiang Yimo played with the petals floating on the water.
"Aren't you just a sow waiting to give birth?"
Xiang Yimo pouted, "Then you are a breeding pig!" She picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face. A wet petal just stuck to Nangong Han's forehead, and Xiang Yimo laughed playfully.
His face darkened, and his stern face was covered with water droplets, flowing down his deep facial features, "Do you want to get me wet and take a bath with you?"
"No, no!" Xiang Yimo denied repeatedly, giving up this evil idea.
Nangong Han wiped the water droplets from his face and sighed with the elegant rose scent, "You are going to be a mommy, why are you still so playful?"
Xiang Yimo stuck out her tongue, "It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature!" Suddenly, a sharp pain came from her foot, as if an electric drill was drilling into her bones. The pain made tears well up from the corners of her eyes.
Hurt, "My legs hurt, it hurts..."
"My foot is cramped!" Nangong Han jumped directly into the water, and the water splashed along with the petals. "Is it this foot?" He lifted Xiang Yimo's cramped foot and lifted her foot first.
Laying it flat, his strong and strong palms tightened the soles of her feet, and then slowly massaged her calves to relax the tight muscles.
The stinging sensation was relieved a lot. Xiang Yimo looked at him curiously, "Why are you so professional? You can become a masseur!"
"I saw it in the book!" Nangong Han said casually.
Xiang Yimo's bright eyes flashed, "So you have read books on baby care!" She originally thought that Nangong Han was careless about the two babies, but now it seems that he is quite concerned.
Nangong Han was exposed by her all of a sudden, and he was a little embarrassed, so he immediately explained, "Housekeeper He went through Chinese and foreign baby care magazines and sorted out the key points, and I accidentally glanced at it..."
"Oh..." Xiang Yimo protracted his tone meaningfully, "It turns out I saw it accidentally!"
Nangong Han curled his lips stiffly, he would not admit that he ordered Butler He to work overtime to sort it out.
"Does it still hurt?"
“Much better!”
"Alas!" Nangong Han frowned and sighed softly, "How can I feel at ease when you are like this!"
Xiang Yimo felt that his behavior tonight was a bit weird, especially that he became very talkative, "You are acting weird today..."
Nangong Han prevented her from continuing to ask, so he blocked her mouth directly and covered her soft and sweet lips. He was not hasty and slow, and he rubbed her slowly and carefully, feeling her delicate and sweetness inch by inch.
With a deep attachment to her, I don't want to let her go easily...
Outside the window, the shadow of the moon sways and the faint fragrance floats.
Faint shadows are pieced together on the wall, forming an ink painting with soft lines. Bright light shines through the window. Inside, a pair of passionately kissing lovers are surrounded by flowers. It seems as if this moment has transformed into eternity and time has stood still forever.
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The poetic night is mixed with the strong fragrance of flowers, intoxicating the moonlight and intoxicating two hearts...