Jiang Miao was pregnant, and the Shen family refused to let her stay overnight, so Shen Yanqing took her home.
There is a row of red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the Shen family's courtyard, and there are still red firecracker papers that have not been swept away in the courtyard. The lights are brightly lit, and everything is festive and lively.
There were laughter and laughter behind her, Jiang Miao nestled in Shen Yanqing's arms, and the two of them walked home slowly.
Wu Yue went to celebrate the New Year with Qiao Songyun. Since they confirmed their marriage, the two of them have not shied away from it. They both have no parents and they just want to be with each other in such days.
The other servants were also given leave by Jiang Miao. Hot water was boiling in the kitchen, and Shen Yanqing personally went to bring it to Jiang Miao to wash.
Although she has been wearing it for four or five years, she has never been used to being taken care of by others for bathing. Jiang Miao is getting heavier and heavier now. Shen Yanqing is afraid that she will slip in the bathroom, so he washes her himself.
The wooden barrel was filled with mist. Jiang Miao took off all her clothes one by one and hung them on the screen. Her skin was as white as cream and flawless, like the finest mutton-fat white jade.
The candlelight in the room swayed faintly in the wind, and the shadows of the two people were reflected on the screen, looking very ambiguous.
The handkerchief in Shen Yanqing's hand got wet, and he gently put it on Jiang Miao's exposed shoulder. The handkerchief was wet and hot, and Jiang Miao sighed in comfort.
She didn't know how seductive her voice was. Shen Yanqing held the hand of the veil for a moment, with a dark look in his eyes and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Jiang Miao didn't notice it and continued to tease him.
"Ms. sir, give me a squeeze on your arm, it's so sore..."
She obviously didn't do anything today, but she was very tired. Jiang Miao thought it might be because of her pregnancy.
She had heard others say how difficult it was to be pregnant, but now she knew.
Not to mention having two of them in my stomach all at once is simply a sweet worry.
Jiang Miao stretched her arms out of the barrel, and during the movement, she could vaguely see the color of snow on her chest, which was white and red. Shen Yanqing squeezed the handkerchief tightly and closed her eyes.
There are still six months left, he can afford to wait!
A bath made Jiang Miao feel comfortable all over, but it was difficult for the man who served her to have her body ache.
His back was sweating. He straightened up and wiped Jiang Miao clean and carried her to the bed. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, with her straight and white thighs exposed, and her delicate and cute little feet in his arms. It trembled, making him dizzy.
The quilt was warm from Mrs. Tang's warmth. Jiang Miao got into it and rolled around comfortably. Her hair was still wet. Shen Yanqing turned around to get a towel, but suddenly someone grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Jiang Miao hooked her fingers and asked him to bend down, holding his shoulders with her arms and kissing his lips.
The man's expression was obviously a little startled, but he immediately changed his mind.
The lights were like beans, and there were the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers outside the house. The two people in the house hugged each other tightly, and the man's body was half pressed on her. Shen Yanqing moved very lightly because he was taking care of her pregnancy.
Jiang Miao touched his chest with her hand, her body tensed under her fingers, a sly smile appeared on her lips, and her movements became more wanton.
Listening to the man's increasingly heavy breathing, she bit Shen Yanqing's lips hard, then pushed him away and got into the bed, completely ignoring the man who was already burning with desire.
"Miaoya..."
The ends of Shen Yanqing's eyes were red and moist, and he looked so pitiful.
He looked at Jiang Miao with resentment in his eyes, but the cruel little woman dove into the bed, leaving only her furry head facing him.
There was a rumbling sound coming from the quilt, and Jiang Miao covered her mouth with her hands to prevent her laughter from overflowing.
"I'm going to sleep, I'm so sleepy!"
"......."
Shen Yanqing rubbed her wet hair hard, and the little fairy would tease her and run away.
When the child is born, he will settle the score with her.
With a heavy note in his heart, Shen Yanqing calmed down the lust in his body and turned around to get a clean handkerchief.
He knew that Jiang Miao was pretending to sleep. Her hair was still wet and she couldn't sleep unless she dried it.
Jiang Miao closed her eyes and nestled in his arms, enjoying the VIP-level service. Shen Yanqing's gentle techniques meant that she was just pretending to sleep, but gradually she became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
The sound of the watchman outside came, indicating that midnight had passed and the new year had arrived.
Shen Yanqing hugged her, his eyes were so gentle that they could turn into water. He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Miao's forehead, his gentle voice low.
"Happy New Year."
There was the sound of firecrackers being set off outside. Jiang Miao frowned in her sleep. Shen Yanqing hugged her tighter, gently covering her ears with his palms and whispering comfort.
That night, he hugged her and fell asleep.
When Jiang Miao woke up the next day, there was no one around her.
The charcoal basin in the house was newly filled with charcoal. The charcoal fire was very strong and the room was warm.
She stretched out her arms from the quilt, and when she yawned, she realized her mouth hurt.
She touched it with her hand. Although she hadn't looked in the mirror yet, she could feel that her lips were swollen.
"hiss……"
She doesn’t know what the dog man did to her after she fell asleep last night. Her mouth was swollen from kisses.
Jiang Miao was so drowsy during pregnancy that she couldn't wake up when she touched the pillow.
She picked up the pillow next to her and squeezed it, directly treating it as a man's face and ravaging it in various ways.
"Hey, what is this?"
There was a red envelope placed under Shen Yanqing's pillow. She hugged the pillow and reached for it.
The red envelope contained several banknotes and a peach wood hairpin. Next to the red envelope was a piece of paper, which Jiang Miao opened.
"May my wife Jiang Miao be safe and happy, and may she have this day every year, and may she have this day every year."
"Hmph! Don't try to bribe me with lucky money..."
Jiang Miao wrinkled her pretty nose and snorted coldly, but the smile on her face became bigger and bigger. She didn't look at how many banknotes there were. Anyway, the financial power of the Shen family was in her hands. Shen Yanqing cleared the money. The tickets are probably all his private money.
What she was interested in was the peach wood hairpin.
Familiar workmanship, she also has one in her makeup drawer.
When she first entered the book and celebrated her first birthday, Shen Yanqing gave her a peach wood hairpin.
Although she now has no shortage of clothes and jewelry, and has several boxes of various gold, silver, and jade jewelry, she still feels precious when she sees the peach wood hairpin again.
This is a man's sincerity, a priceless treasure, and she likes it more than any gold, silver, and jade.
Qinglian heard the noise in the room and pushed the door open. She saw Jiang Miao first wishing her New Year greetings. The little maid was wearing a red coat and skirt today, with a silver hairpin on her head and pearl earrings swaying with her movements. As young as a flower, she looks more delicate when dressed like this.
"Master, you are going to the eldest princess's mansion today to pay New Year greetings. I will give you that gilded hair and face inlaid with red beads..."
Her master has a good appearance, and since it is the Chinese New Year, he naturally has to dress festively.
With a smile on her lips, Jiang Miao shook her head and handed over the peach wood hairpin in her hand.
"Wear it."
Going to the eldest princess's mansion was not going outside. Jiang Miao didn't want to be solemn. She just wanted to wear this peach wood hairpin today.
