Qin Yaying watched them all leave the conference room with strange expressions. She sighed helplessly in her heart, "Mu Chen, how far do you want to push me by doing this?"
Regarding Leng Muchen, she felt helpless now.
"With me, what are you worried about?" Leng Muchen has always been so confident and has never changed.
Qin Yaying stood up from her chair and stood in front of him, "I have no ability. What you do puts me under great pressure."
Leng Muchen just smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about anything now, just take good care of the child in your belly."
She is only three months pregnant now, so for the next half year or so, isn't the thing she cherishes most the most is the child in her belly?
Qin Yaying stretched out her hand and stroked her belly, "You will accompany me, right?"
Of course Leng Muchen will accompany her, his woman, and his children.
The two left the company together and returned to the villa. Jiang Yifang was busy in the kitchen. She originally bought an apartment in the city, but now, something happened to Leng Muchen and Yingying was pregnant with the child. She would definitely not
Don't worry, she can stay in the villa and take care of Nian Nian conveniently.
"Mom, please stop being busy. There are servants at home, and your body cannot be tired now." As soon as Qin Yaying returned to the villa, not long after she sat down, Jiang Yifang came out with a bowl of chicken soup for her to drink.
Qin Yaying took the bowl and said, "Mom, I have a good appetite recently, so please stop being busy."
Leng Muchen sat aside and did not speak. He flipped through the newspaper in his hand with a leisurely expression. He knew very well whether Qin Yaying had a good appetite or not. The doctor said that her vomiting was a normal pregnancy reaction.
Even if he was worried, even if he wanted to help, there was nothing he could do.
Qin Yaying didn't want to drink chicken soup because she was afraid that she would go into the bathroom and throw up again after a while, but she had to drink it.
"I understand, come on, drink the soup first. You are not hungry, at least the child in your belly needs nutrition." Jiang Yifang did not want her daughter, who was obviously pregnant, to become thinner and thinner.
Qin Yaying just drank in small sips. After seeing Jiang Yifang walk into the kitchen, the small half bowl of chicken soup was handed to Leng Mu Chen, "Mu Chen, you drink some too. I drank too much.
, uncomfortable.”
Leng Muchen took the small bowl in her hand, took a big sip, clasped the back of her neck with his big palm, and poured all the chicken soup into her mouth.
Qin Yaying put her hand on his chest, "Well..."
She asked him to drink chicken soup, not to let him feed her.
Even though she had already drank the whole mouthful of chicken soup, Leng Muchen still refused to let go. His tongue entangled her uvula in her mouth, and he sucked her lips hard until he could no longer breathe.
Open her.
"You, how could you do this?" Qin Yaying breathed heavily. After a long time, she was able to speak a complete sentence.
Leng Muchen pulled her into his arms, "I just want to kiss you." He actually said it confidently.
"But, this is the living room, and someone will come in at any time." Qin Yaying has actually known for a long time that Leng Muchen does whatever he wants, no matter what, and doesn't care at all about other people's opinions.
It was the same in the hospital, and now it's the same in the living room of the villa. She didn't even have the slightest resistance.
"Okay, let's go upstairs." Leng Muchen stood up, pulled her up, hugged her and started to walk to the second floor, when he happened to run into Jiang Yifang.
"Mom, let's go upstairs." Leng Muchen said with a smile to Jiang Yifang.
Jiang Yifang nodded, "Go ahead, I'll call you when dinner is ready. Just go upstairs and rest!"
"I got it, Mom." Leng Muchen actually dared to speak to Jiang Yifang like this, which made Qin Yaying stunned for a while.
The corner of Leng Muchen's lips curved into the most charming smile, "Yingying, let's go upstairs and do whatever we want. No one will see it."
His tone was ambiguous, and there was a strange feeling in his eyes.
Why did Qin Yaying always feel like she had fallen into his trap? As soon as the two entered the room, the door was closed, "Yingying, can we do it now?"
Is he asking for her opinion? Not at all!
His big palm had slipped into her clothes and touched her smooth skin, "Yingying, the doctor said that it can be done in three months, right?"
Qin Yaying held his hand, "But your injury..."
"Are you worried about my injury? What should we do here?" Leng Muchen took her hand and slid it towards the source of his heat.
"Then, please be gentle." Qin Yaying knew that he had endured it for a long time. At night, they hugged each other and sipped, but he always had to take a cold shower. It was not good at all for him who had just recovered.
Leng Muchen picked her up and walked to the big bed in the room, "Okay." His lips had already covered hers and kissed hers. His big palms began to pull at the clothes on her body, and each button fell apart.
He lost his patience and pulled hard, and the buttons of Qin Yaying's clothes were ripped off by him, and the buttons rolled to the ground. What caught his eyes was black sexy underwear, wrapping her snow-white plumpness.
Qin Yaying arched her body slightly and moaned softly. His lips were too hot and his kiss was too lingering. The long-lasting emotion between her and him exploded at this moment.
Her little hands helped him unbutton his shirt, and the black shirt wrapped his solid chest. However, the gauze on the left chest had not been removed yet. The doctor said that it would not be possible until the scabs formed.
"Mu Chen, Mu Chen..." She buried her face into his chest, kissed his skin with her pink lips, and moved her little hands back and forth on his body.
"Good boy, don't cry." Leng Muchen felt the tears in her eyes falling on his chest. Because of this wound, she started to shed tears again.
She feels sorry for him, so why doesn't he?
Leng Muchen turned over, clamped her in his arms, kissed her plump breasts, and entangled his lips and tongue around her sensitive points, making her whole body tremble.
"Yingying, are you ready?" At this time, even if he wanted to, he couldn't take it by force. He touched her lips and moved his big palms everywhere on her body. He wanted her to adapt to him.
exist.
Qin Yaying groaned, as if in reply, but the moment he squeezed into her body, she was still a little uncomfortable, "Be good, relax, I will be gentle."
Even though Leng Muchen restrained himself, he still hurt her, and she still wrapped him so tightly.
"Mu Chen, I want..." Qin Yaying twisted her body in discomfort, stroking her lower abdomen with her other hand, and moved her whole body closer to him.
Leng Muchen exerted another force, and the two of them truly became one. Every movement of his made her feel that she was no longer empty. With him, she was complete.
On the soft big bed, the two people were tightly intertwined, and nothing else could make them stop their passionate entanglement.
Qin Yaying's hands were on his shoulders, her nails dug deeply into his solid skin, and her long hair was messy, but it made her look even more charming.