On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

When Jiang Qianxun looked up and met his eyes, she was startled by the tall and straight figure inside.

And the way he lowered his eyes to check the time on his watch, could it be that... he was waiting for her to come back on time?

"Mr. Xing, why didn't you go up first?"

Jiang Qianxun pretended to be frank and greeted him.

She walked in naturally and no longer held the dripping umbrella. Doing so would have made her look guilty.

I had to put down the umbrella and cover my mouth, face and nose with my hands instead.

But Jiang Qianxun is a woman after all, and her hands are still too small.

Part of the tall and beautiful nose bridge is exposed, as is part of the porcelain-white face. The oval-like beautiful face shape is clearly visible from the side.

Jiang Qianxun had already pressed her floor button.

The elevator runs and the numbers jump and rise.

Xing Mingyu's face was calm, and a deep voice came from behind him: "I've been waiting for you!"

Jiang Qianxun: “…”

This was in response to her previous sentence.

Jiang Qianxun resisted the urge to look back, and said awkwardly: "What a coincidence, Mr. Xing also lives in this apartment!"

Xing Mingyu lowered his voice even more: "Yeah. I told you there is a permanent apartment nearby."

The conversation turned.

The man then asked, "Director An also lives here?"

"..."

Jiang Qianxun blinked her thick, black, curly eyelashes.

It took two seconds to react.

This man was setting a trap for her.

He told Miss Jiang Qianxun that there was a permanent apartment nearby.

But in his next sentence, he deliberately called her Director An.

Jiang Qianxun panicked and looked at the dripping umbrella, unsure, had Xing Mingyu really discovered her disguise?

Did you recognize the upper half of the face that was not covered?

Or is this man simply drunk and talking nonsense?

"I often live here after I returned to China. My good sister lent it to me. Mr. Xing should know my good sister. Her name is Jiang Qianxun. Mr. Xing even asked me about my relationship with her before."

Jiang Qianxun had never felt that the elevator was so slow before, every second felt like a year.

No matter whether she was discovered or not, she always remained calm and not panicked.

What if he wasn’t discovered?

After saying that, Jiang Qianxun heard no sound from the man behind him, so he turned his head slightly and said, "But I remember that Mr. Xing didn't tell me that you have a permanent apartment nearby. Maybe I remembered it wrong!"

Xing Mingyu frowned, but did not stop the corners of his lips from curling up slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at the little woman who was turning her face to him.

He closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers, and asked, "Why are you covering your mouth and nose?"

Jiang Qianxun remained calm: "Mr. Xing was drunk and forgot that I have an infectious disease... hm!"

The dripping umbrella was thrown away with a loud noise, and no one knew where it was.

Jiang Qianxun felt dizzy and was scooped into the man's arms like a chick.

Xing Mingyu's height was too great. Her nose bumped against his hard chest. When she felt the pain in her nose through her shirt, the surroundings were extremely quiet.

The first thing I heard clearly was someone's heartbeat.

Boom boom boom.

Xing Mingyu still held her slender wrist with one hand, tightening it more and more, and asked her wickedly, "Does it hurt?"

On her waist was the man's other hand, warm and rough, with a palm that was probably lightly calloused, through the smooth fabric of her silk pajamas.

He pinched the thin layer of skin on her lower back tightly.

The little woman in his arms, who was almost crying, lowered her head.

Wet hair, pink earlobes, and white neck.

There was a familiar scent of jasmine all over her body.

Xing Mingyu's eyes were deep, and he was dressed neatly. He said in a hoarse voice: "If Director An is in pain, I won't be gentle."

"Stinky flow... ugh!"

There was no chance to even utter the word "rogue".

Xing Mingyu suddenly bent down and lowered his head. He changed the hand that was holding her wrist to spread out his five fingers to hold the back of her head steadily, then he lowered his head and kissed her, his tongue going straight in.

He was tall and strong, and he held her back tightly in his arms.

Jiang Qianxun was skinny and small, so there was no way she could escape the man's iron wall.

The scorching heat spread between their lips and teeth, making Jiang Qianxun feel numb and tingling.

But she doesn't want to fall in love yet.

Isn't kissing something that should happen between lovers?

She was almost suffocating, and considering the two babies in her belly, she didn't dare to slap or struggle too vigorously, and it was basically futile.

Jiang Qianxun raised her knee and pushed hard towards the man's weak spot.

This time, the man didn't seem to be hurt at all, but she felt a slight pain in her knee.

He hugged her so tightly, almost inseparable, her knees pressed against his long legs wrapped in trousers, leaving her no room to move.

Xing Mingyu pressed his big hands on the back of her head, and while rubbing, he knocked off her hairband, leaving her long hair slightly wet and messy, draped behind her.

Sexy as hell.

He sighed, still keeping his body bent and head lowered, his throat moved, and his thin lips pressed against her rosy lips again.

Lips pressed against lips, caressing and brushing, he said in a low, hoarse voice: "Director An is soft in every way except his words."

Jiang Qianxun took the time to squeeze her hand in and covered her lips and nose, afraid that he would look up and see it after the kiss.

The feeling just now was very strange.

The previous time was half asleep and half awake, and no actual feeling was remembered, but now we are having intercourse while awake.

So, this is what kissing feels like?

The elevator opened and closed.

Xing Mingyu's eyes were deep and dark, an unusual color.

Her mouth was covered by her little hand. He lowered his head and pressed it down, kissing the back of her hand with his thin lips, and then moved to the little woman's white and pink knuckles.

His hot lips wrapped around her round, pink knuckles.

There was a sound of sucking water.

Jiang Qianxun's mind went blank.

She was so scared that she opened her eyes wide and forgot to take away the little hand that he had wet.

Xing Mingyu tightened his strong arms again. The woman who was so cold and lonely during the day felt soft, smooth and hot in his palms.

The elevator dinged and opened.

Arrived at the floor where Jiang Qianxun lives!

Xing Mingyu had no choice but to let her go, but he was afraid that she would fall, so he held her with both hands to straighten her body. After a while, when she had evened out her breathing and stood up properly, he let go of her with relief.

The man bent down and picked up her umbrella and hair tie.

He handed her the umbrella and stuffed it into Jiang Qianxun's hand. He watched her go out, walked in a daze, and then closed the elevator.

The numbers keep going up.

Jiang Qianxun entered the house and stood at the door with an umbrella for a long time without reacting.

Everything happened so suddenly.

After pregnancy, estrogen took over and my breasts, which were always painful and swollen, became itchy and even more swollen.

I had a good night's sleep, but I also had dreams.

It’s no surprise that dreams are all colorful.

The next morning, Jiang Qianxun's mood had returned to normal, and she only regarded what happened in the elevator last night as a momentary indulgence between adult men and women.

Xing Group, in the office of the architectural design director.

Jiang Qianxun tapped the keyboard skillfully and looked up at the screen. Suddenly, a message came from the WeChat account logged into the computer.

Sent from Meng Zixi.

[Fuck! Look, it’s been trending on all major platforms this morning! I’ve seen it even abroad. Is that Zhao Xi messing with you?]

Jiang Qianxun read the message and took the mouse.

Her almond-shaped eyes turned cold and she clicked on the news link sent by Meng Zixi.