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

But if I were dreaming, it would feel too real.

When the man's warm and hard face buried in her chest, Jiang Qianxun groaned and woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw herself in a man's arms.

The room seemed to be the same room where Xingbao was coaxed to sleep, but what was going on now?

Are you still dreaming?

The beautiful scene before my eyes...is it a dream within a dream?

Xing Mingyu kissed her soft lips again. In the quiet night, the sound of their saliva hitting each other was extremely clear.

Jiang Qianxun didn't know if this was a dream within a dream, she only knew that her lips were swollen and numb, and the skin on her neck was wet.

These are all traces of a man's gentle kiss.

Jiang Qianxun's breathing was also unstable, and he called out tentatively, "Xing Mingyu?"

The man was patiently tracing the shape of her swollen and red lips, along her chin, all the way down.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head, staring at her aggressively with dark, fiery eyes, his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse, "What's wrong, huh?"

As he spoke, he licked her tender lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he couldn't get enough.

Jiang Qianxun felt she was so hot.

From the face to every part of the body, it was expanding and contracting due to the heat and cold, and it seemed like it was about to explode.

She asked worriedly, "This is a dream, right?"

Otherwise, the person who was sleeping in her arms was obviously little Xingbao, how could he suddenly turn into Xingbao's uncle holding her?

If it was a dream, then she wouldn't have to face this embarrassment after waking up.

Xing Mingyu raised her head. The dim bedside wall lamp shone on her little face, which was white and tender with a hint of pink, making her look delicate and misty.

There were traces of his kisses on her neck and shoulders.

Jiang Qianxun was only wearing a small suspender with two thin straps hanging on her thin and pitiful little shoulders, hanging down.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the stimulants in the pregnant woman’s body, but she seemed to have undergone a secondary development, and those two thin shoulder straps looked like they would break at any time.

Xing Mingyu's hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, causing a tingling sensation. He whispered, "Whether it's a dream or not, what does it matter?"

Jiang Qianxun shrank her shoulders, unable to bear such close contact, and her whole body began to itch.

"If this is a dream... I'll let you bully me for a while longer."

The girl had just woken up and was still in a state of distress and unable to fully extricate herself. Her voice was so soft that it made people want to bully her even harder.

But...is he bullying me?

Xing Mingyu held her body in his arms with a strong and powerful arm, and his arm muscles were so stiff that they hurt.

He whispered against her lips, coaxing her: "I'm not bullying you."

Then, he kissed the corner of her eyes, his thin lips slightly parted, his voice hoarse: "If I bullied you... we should be doing it now."

What to do is self-evident.

Jiang Qianxun's face turned red.

Her mind was in a daze. She was so sleepy. Moreover, kissing was surprisingly comfortable. It was as if a person who was tired and sleepy after traveling for ten days and ten nights suddenly slept in a warm and soft bed like a cloud. She just wanted to indulge in it.

Jiang Qianxun was so comfortable that she couldn't open her eyes.

Xing Mingyu restrained himself, and his mind kept reminding him of the words his mother had scolded him before: You are worse than a beast. Do you know that you cannot have sex in the first three months of pregnancy?

"Xing Mingyu..." She murmured in her sleep: "Can you... not do anything else... just, just kiss me."

He just felt that the girl's confused look made his eyes red and hot.

"Well, I'll kiss you."

Xing Mingyu held her face with one hand, lowered his head and hummed, sucking her swollen lips.

The big hand reached into the edge of her skirt, successfully took it off and threw it away. At the same time, the girl in her sleep felt a chill and dodged as she felt something was wrong.

Xing Mingyu hugged her gently.

After holding her in his arms and sitting her face to face, he lowered his head and kissed her lips and cheeks: "Are you cold? Let me hug you, okay?"

Jiang Qianxun couldn't tell what made her feel comfortable. It might be because the air-conditioning made her body feel slightly cold, but she felt warm when being hugged.

I thought I had found a warm bed, so I nestled in it and fell asleep peacefully.

But... this bed is probably not very decent. It always makes me dream about kissing while I sleep.

She frowned her delicate eyebrows. She had no experience with this kind of thing and had too little experience. She always wondered if it was the pregnancy hormones that were at work.

It makes it impossible to have a peaceful sleep.

Xing Mingyu saw that she was moaning due to the kiss, so he raised his hand which was weak in his sleep and tried to push him away.

There was a hidden warmth in his eyes, and he simply took the girl's soft little hand and kissed her hot palm, smooth back of the hand, and even her white and tender fingers.

He took them into his mouth one by one and kissed them repeatedly.

Jiang Qianxun twisted her body restlessly, dodging in a daze like she was acting like a spoiled child.

On the other side, there was a man's low or deep panting sound: "Qianxun, why are you so soft?"

Her mind was in a mess, and she just wanted this dream to end quickly: "I didn't...ah...um..."

Xing Mingyu held her two wrists that were covering her chest, opened them to the sides, and watched her fair face turn cherry pink: "Really, your fingers are so soft, your mouth is soft too... everything about you is soft."

"I really want to bully you right now..."

Jiang Qianxun was about to cry. She wanted to move her hands but couldn't, as they were clearly pinched by his slender bones and knuckles.

Cross your fingers and play with them back and forth.

then……

She was almost awakened by the sudden change from a warm and comfortable dream to a nightmare in a second.

When Jiang Qianxun opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the man in front of her with sweat on his forehead. Then she looked down and saw the thing that scared her awake.

"Don't...what are you doing...why are you here?"

It’s not a dream at all, right!

Jiang Qianxun twisted her body to try to break free, but her pink lips, which were chattering non-stop, were accurately blocked by the man.

All the sounds turned into groans and were swallowed into her throat.

But she was still not obedient and just wanted to get off his lap.

Xing Mingyu was so exhausted that he kissed her and touched her face soothingly: "Be good and don't move, otherwise it will only make me kiss you more exciting."

"..."

Jiang Qianxun opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

After finally letting go of her hand, she raised it up to greet his hot and tough face, but the man grabbed her fragile wrist instead.

Xing Mingyu's heavy breathing pressed against her earlobe. He had a handsome face, dark eyes, and an increasingly unstable voice full of instinctive disorder: "If you can be happy by hitting me... hit me as you like."

He was like a lonely and penniless child who finally got the toy he had longed for.

Holding it in my hand, I can’t wait to play with every part of it.

Jiang Qianxun just felt it was ridiculous. She looked at his abdominal muscles constantly contracting and expanding. She was not strong enough to resist the man's hard chest.

The neatly trimmed nails were too short, but enough to scratch his skin.

The man's back, chest, neck, arms...she had grabbed them so tightly that there was almost no good spot left.

But to Xing Mingyu, a big man with a hard body, these scratches from women's nails were like the claws of a kitten waving at him.

Not only will he not feel any pain, but it will also bring endless stimulation to his senses that are stretched to the limit.

He kissed her at the last moment, pressed his lips against hers, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "You can scratch me anywhere, as long as you don't get angry and be careful of the baby in your belly..."

The shadows of the trees were swaying outside the window, and the evening breeze was blowing on the window behind the thick curtains, making a frightening buzzing sound.

After blowing for a long time, the autumn wind outside the window in the middle of the night gradually died down.

The man in the bedroom finally stopped kissing her lips hard.

Jiang Qianxun lay on her back on this strange big bed like a fool.

How did it turn out like this?

She just felt sorry for Xingbao, so she came to accompany him and help him sleep. Moreover, Xie Qiong, a lady from a wealthy family, also asked her to come and see Xingbao.

The child lied, so would Xie Qiong lie again?

What's the benefit of lying to her?

Xing Mingyu is not a fool, he is not a vegetable, so he needs his whole family to unite and abduct an ordinary woman to be his wife.

Her mind was now clearer than it had been during the day.

I don't want to ask why it turned out like this, I just know that I'm afraid I will never come to this house again.

Xing Mingyu waited for a long while before his Adam's apple rolled and he finally was willing to leave her sweet, soft and delicious lips.

He took the bath towel that had fallen beside him long ago and wiped her dirty suspenders and exposed white and tender belly.

Jiang Qianxun looked at him in shock, all the blood in his body rushing to his head.

"Snapped."

He raised his hand and gave him a solid slap.

"Xing Mingyu...are you a beast?"

There were some hidden tears in her eyes and she sat up.

Xing Mingyu looked down at her. Her short black hair was dripping with water after taking a shower, but now it was dry.

The bed was a mess and I couldn't sleep.

The man got off the big bed and heard the little woman, who smelled of him, scolding him. He turned around, looked down at her, and put his arm around her angry little face. He wanted to kiss her, but she glanced away and avoided him.

His larynx moved, and Xing Mingyu's voice became hoarse: "If I were a beast, I wouldn't do this."

Jiang Qianxun turned around and met the man's dark eyes. The desire in those eyes had not completely faded away. They were so deep and terrifying that made people feel terrified.

She was so ashamed and annoyed that she gritted her teeth angrily, her heart full of resentment.

I wanted to curse again, but when I opened my mouth, I found my lips were numb.

Xing Mingyu still bent over and approached her, his big hands still holding her face, forcing her to look at him and respond to his words.

"I'll get you a hot towel and wipe you carefully, or I'll carry you to take a hot shower. You choose one."

"..." Jiang Qianxun was so angry that she could hardly speak.

Let him carry her to the bathroom to take a hot shower? Just thinking about that scene made her want to slap this man again.

Who knows what inhumane and outrageous things he might do after taking off his clothes!

But she didn't want him to wipe it for her.

But she changed her mind and became so angry that she had a headache. Why did he get all over her and she had to clean up the mess herself?

I've already kissed and hugged you, is there any need for him to wipe it off?

Jiang Qianxun felt dizzy and gritted her teeth as she said, "Not too cold, not too hot, I want a towel at just the right temperature."

Seeing that the little woman in front of him was so angry that she was deliberately making things difficult for him, Xing Mingyu smiled and resisted the urge to kiss her harder, "Okay."

He returned soon, wearing a dark house suit.

I don't know where the basin came from, but it was filled with hot water and a white towel.

Perhaps people who have served in the military have a lot of life experience. They can wring out and fold the towels neatly and neatly in one go.

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder feel extremely comfortable after watching this.

She first used the towel at a comfortable temperature to wipe away the thin layer of sweat on her skin that had formed when she was having difficulty breathing from the kiss.

In fact, it has dried, but after being very hot and sweating, the surface of my skin feels cool and uncomfortable.

Now the warm towel touched my skin, wiping it clean bit by bit, and my head, which had not gotten enough sleep, began to feel heavy.

This anger that had nowhere to vent made it impossible for her to sleep.

After wiping her face, the man knelt on one knee on the bed, in front of her, and pulled her over to wipe her neck and lower abdomen...

Xing Mingyu lowered his eyes and looked at that place. His Adam's apple rolled and his voice became even hoarse: "Take off the suspenders. You can't keep them anymore."

The dirty areas can still be washed.

But one of the shoulder straps that was barely able to hold on had been pulled apart by him... for some unknown reason.

At this point, Jiang Qianxun was about to burst into tears of humiliation, but she held back her tears: "Xing Mingyu, I'm a pregnant woman!"

Why treat a pregnant woman like this?

"Will the baby in my belly know? I was very sad when my father betrayed my mother..."

Xing Mingyu frowned: "The child is so young, how could he know? Besides, don't you want to find the child's father?"

Jiang Qianxun had a reason: "But since the child won't know, what's the point of prenatal education?"

This is her first time being a mother and her mind is a mess.

Xing Mingyu didn't want her to be overwhelmed by this guilt, so he looked at her and said tentatively: "You can think of me as the father of the baby in your belly."

"You?" Jiang Qianxun looked up and met his dark eyes, her fingers tightly clenching the bed sheets, her anger that was almost forced upon her unable to be calmed down.

She smiled coldly and said, "If the child is yours, I will abort it overnight! If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. Your child will not be cute at all when it is born!"

"Please don't have such thoughts in the future that would tarnish the image of my child's father. I have always intended to lie to my child, saying that his father was a great hero, died gloriously, and his ashes were scattered in the sea!"

With this filter, children's growth can probably be full of positive energy.

When Xing Mingyu heard her say that if the child was his, she would abort it overnight... the man's already deep eyes became even more secretive.

He didn't know how much of the girl's disdain was genuine and how much was simply out of anger.

Jiang Qianxun raised her head and looked at him confidently, but she could read a sense of tyranny and dominance in the man's calm eyes.

The man said calmly, "If the baby in your belly is mine, and you abort it overnight, I probably won't allow it. Even if you have to tie me up, you have to give birth to it for me."

Maybe it was because of his high position that he could really do such a thing. Jiang Qianxun tightened his grip on the bed sheet again.

Fortunately...the baby in the belly is not his.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be terrible if her life and her child's life were to be inseparable from such a man?

Xing Mingyu lowered his voice and leaned close to her face: "So, don't say such cruel words again."

He was already looking forward to the arrival of the baby and didn't want to hear any talk about aborting it.

Jiang Qianxun: “…”

She looked at the man's eyes which had suddenly darkened. For some reason, she wondered if he was sick. It was as if the baby in her belly was really related to him.

When he heard about aborting the child, his reaction was even greater than that of the biological father.