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

Xing Mingyu went to get a men's shirt, unbuttoned it, and clumsily took off the small camisole that he had broken on her body.

Grabbing the small suspender with his big hands, he frowned. What could a small piece of cloth cover?

After her pregnancy, her breasts developed again, becoming bulging and could not be covered at all. Whenever he looked down at them, his eyes became red and his throat burned.

There was nothing wrong with the bra inside, I just pushed it up and pulled it down, and the shoulder straps were very sturdy.

Jiang Qianxun sat there, letting him help her take off her dirty clothes and put on a clean and refreshing men's shirt.

Wipe every part of your body clean too.

She was filled with anger that she didn't know how to vent. She felt uncomfortable being served, and felt at a disadvantage if she wasn't served.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

"The sheets are not dirty, just make do with it for one night, okay?" The man carried her over and planned to cover her with a quilt so that she could have a good sleep.

“But I still feel like it’s not clean enough…”

When she said this, her face couldn't help but turn red and hot.

It wasn't that he was trying to embarrass Xing Mingyu. When he lowered his head, he could smell a scent similar to chestnut or heather flowers emanating from his body...

It's obvious what the smell is coming from.

A very strong smell.

The man's handsome and resolute face showed no impatience at all. He was very calm and soothing, "Then I'll wipe it for you again, okay?"

After asking for her opinion, I was worried that if I made a decision on my own, she might get angry again.

She had already gotten very little sleep tonight, and if she got angry, it wouldn't be good for her or the fetus.

She frowned and said, "Wipe it again...twice!"

I don't know why, but I just want to order this noble man who looks like he can't do these things around.

Xing Mingyu quickly took a hot towel and wiped her again. Her lower abdomen was flat but slightly bulging, but not enough to show her pregnancy.

Only at this time, if you look closely with your naked eyes, can you see the different changes.

The man folded the hot towel and wiped it back and forth gently, not wanting to disturb the baby inside, but also worried that the girl would not be satisfied.

"Should I carry you to take a shower?"

Xing Mingyu looked down at her fair and tender belly. He could still smell the faint scent of his release. His throat moved and his voice became even hoarser.

"No need...I can't smell it anymore."

Jiang Qianxun had no choice but to say this.

"What about other parts? Should you clean them yourself?" The man stared at her wet eyes that looked like she wanted to kill him, and asked patiently, "Or should I do it?"

Where is that other place? Jiang Qianxun really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She was wearing flat leather shoes and a skirt today, with black tights underneath, like stockings.

Jiang Qianxun didn't think there was anything wrong just now, but now she feels that if he takes care of her again, she will be taken advantage of by him again.

Xing Mingyu stood beside the big bed with a calm expression. He chuckled silently, watched Jiang Qianxun cover herself with the quilt, and turned away.

In her hand was the hot towel that she had snatched from his.

Jiang Qianxun almost didn't dare to look directly at her own body.

The red thighs...

The torn pantyhose were so tattered and worn out that they were unpresentable.

Her face suddenly felt hot, and she turned her back to Xing Mingyu and said in a muffled and even crying voice: "Xing Mingyu, I'm going home later."

The night wind howled outside the window in gusts, sometimes stopping and sometimes starting.

Xing Mingyu took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the bedside table, held it between his fingers, and was about to take out his lighter to go out and smoke.

Hearing this, he glanced at the time and said calmly, "Okay, but by the time we get to your house, I'm afraid it will be dawn."

Jiang Qianxun lowered her head: "Let it be dawn, I don't want to stay here with you for another second."

Xing Mingyu came to the window from above, looking at her disgusted with this place, and lowered his voice: "But if I don't send you off, you will be exhausted just by walking out of the courtyard. Will you stay here for one night? Get a good sleep?"

Jiang Qianxun looked at the man who came right in front of her, and her whole face did not show any good expression to him.

Xing Mingyu came over, and the hand holding the cigarette reached out, touched her head, and comforted her: "Don't make trouble, I'm not that addicted, I won't touch you again, okay?"

The courtyard is indeed far away from the main gate. It takes more than ten minutes to drive along the tree-lined avenue, and it is not possible to walk there in the dark night.

There was no reason for her to make herself suffer in the middle of the night.

But Jiang Qianxun was unwilling to stay like this. Why was he the one who got the advantage while she was the one being manipulated?

She smiled faintly, with a defensive look on her face: "After all, you just had a very bad past. I can't sleep in the same bed with you."

Xing Mingyu frowned, playing with the lighter in his hand, staring at her extremely slender body: "Then where do I sleep?"

He looked like he was letting her do whatever she wanted.

Rather than an arrangement, it is more like a punishment for doing something wrong.

Jiang Qianxun looked at her. The man had neat short black hair, he had just taken a shower, his hairstyle was exquisite, his face was cold and handsome, and his face was truly impeccable.

He has a natural aristocratic temperament, as if he has never suffered any hardship.

But she knew that beneath this man's dignified and serious appearance, he had been a soldier and had suffered a lot.

"You sleep on the floor!"

Jiang Qianxun didn't feel bad at all, "You should know that I was very tolerant and generous by not calling the police to arrest you."

Xing Mingyu lowered his head and looked at her two thin white legs wrapped in stockings...kneeling.

My mind uncontrollably recalled the last time I went to her room in the villa, the cream-colored girls' room. She was sitting in the same position, listening to prenatal music for the fetus. When she saw him come into the room, she was so scared that she pulled up her pajamas and sat down properly.

Sitting in that all-girls room was very different from the current one.

"You can sleep on the floor, but would you like to take off your pantyhose before sleeping?" The man's voice was thickly tinged with hoarseness.

Before she could look up, the next voice had already fallen: "Wearing clothes can make men react more than not wearing clothes."

Jiang Qianxun: “…”

She looked at him almost incredulously.

Xing Mingyu had a calm and serious look on his face, as if he was saying something as ordinary as "the weather is getting cold."

It was not until he left the room to smoke that Jiang Qianxun lowered her head and took a careful look at the pantyhose on her legs. There was indeed no value in keeping them.

There are so many wounds on the thighs, which actually makes people think a lot.

Xing Mingyu went outside to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, there was a pillow lying alone on the ground.

The girl on the big bed seemed to have fallen asleep, wrapped in a quilt and resting on a pillow.

There were no extra quilts in the room, and there was a pair of pillows on the bed, one of which was given to him.

I picked up the watch on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was late at night.

Xing Mingyu did not go out to ask the servant for another quilt. He moved the pillow and lay down directly on the floor.

Jiang Qianxun had her back to the bed. She wasn't asleep yet. She closed her eyes and heard the man coming back.

I also heard him lying on the floor...

Whenever she closed her eyes now, her mind was filled with the scenes that had just happened, and that faint smell was still lingering in the room.

It makes it impossible to sleep well.

The next morning, Jiang Qianxun was awakened by the alarm clock she set.

Opening her eyes, she sleepily tried to get up, reached out her hand, took out her cell phone and checked the time. It was 5:30 in the morning.

She deliberately chose this time to get up, which was probably earlier than the chickens, because she wanted to leave the house early.

But to his surprise, the man under the bed was gone, and the pillow from last night was left on the bed.

There are two pillows on the bed now, including hers.

Xing Mingyu actually got up earlier than her... Isn't he tired?

Jiang Qianxun raised both hands, rubbed his face which had not slept well, and then got out of the quilt with difficulty.

In order to guard against him, she wrapped herself in the quilt last night and rolled herself into a silkworm cocoon.

She got out of bed and put on her skirt. The men's shirt was very big, so she had to roll up the sleeves and tuck the hem into the waist of the skirt.

After seeing that he wasn't dressed so funny anymore, he picked up his phone and called Xing Mingyu.

I wanted to ask her to prepare a car and take her out.

But the next second, the man pushed open the door and walked in.

It looks like he just came back from outside.

It was a clear and crisp morning in autumn. The man was dressed in formal attire, looking cool and gentle.

He was completely different from last night.

He raised his eyes and said, "I'll take you there."

Jiang Qianxun thought for a second and decided, well, if others saw her like this, they would be so embarrassed that they couldn't even raise their heads.

No one in the courtyard had gotten up yet, and the two of them walked out, one in front and one behind.

Xing Mingyu drove the car seriously, without looking around. Under his cold appearance, he really seemed like a pure and simple person.

Jiang Qianxun almost had the illusion that the dissolute and lustful man last night was really just a dream of hers.