The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

"What's the matter?" Lou Jingyuan hugged the woman tightly in his arms and turned his back to avoid others seeing her like this.

Fang Hao hesitated for a moment, then glanced quickly at Jiang Shiyun. Seeing that his master didn't say anything, he spoke again, "It's about Concubine Li..."

Jiang Shiyun was drunk and dazed, and only heard a noisy sound in her ears. She threw herself into his arms and rubbed her head against his chin, "Hmm, so noisy..."

"Well...it's so annoying..." She said, frowning slightly.

Lou Jingyuan looked at her lovingly, then freed one hand to cover her ear, and gently lifted her other ear, just against his chest, and reminded Fang Hao, "You're too loud."

Fang Hao: “…”

He had clearly tried his best to lower his voice. This was not something that could be said openly, but it was the little ancestor in the factory director's arms who thought it was noisy.

Fang Hao lowered his voice in grievance and continued to report.

After finishing, Lou Jingyuan slowly bent down, held her waist and knees firmly with his palms, and picked her up horizontally.

He wanted to carry her directly into the house to rest.

But the soft and lovely girl in his arms rubbed her head against him and pointed to a cluster of wintersweets in full bloom, "Lou Jingyuan, that one looks beautiful."

"Okay, I'll pick it for you." There was a tenderness in Lou Jingyuan's voice that he himself didn't even notice.

Jiang Shiyun hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and suddenly used some strength to kiss somewhere on his throat. Lou Jingyuan's breathing stopped instantly.

He felt his back stiffen, and the next second his sight met that pair of beautiful eyes that were drunken and blurry. He clearly had not drunk any alcohol, but he seemed to be drunk in that blurry eye.

Her eyes seemed to be smiling, with a hint of drunkenness, and her eyes were as charming as thousands of hooks, pulling him desperately towards her.

Lou Jingyuan slowed down his breathing.

He just felt his lower abdomen tightening. This little fox was so attractive even when drunk. He swallowed his saliva and continued to hold her and walk forward.

The little person in his arms was restless, holding his hands and exploring constantly, doing whatever he wanted on his body. Lou Jingyuan only felt as if there was a fire burning on his body.

He had never felt that this journey was so long. He finally carried her into the house and laid her on the bed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lou Jingyuan, it's so cold."

She tugged at his sleeve in a daze, her tone so soft, "Lou Jingyuan, I'm cold."

Lou Jingyuan felt a chill down his spine.

His feet, which were about to go out, seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move an step. He couldn't help but sit back.

Jiang Shiyun quietly hugged Lou Jingyuan's arm.

She stopped making a fuss and closed her eyes obediently, rubbing her head against Lou Jingyuan from time to time, then closed her eyes and mumbled something.

Lou Jingyuan stared at the corners of her slightly upturned eyes.

His eyes gradually became deeper.

Just when Fang Hao knocked on the door for the third time, Lou Jingyuan reached out to pry open the pink and tender fingers embedded in his arm. Jiang Shiyun, who had been hugging him and sleeping obediently, suddenly exerted force.

Lou Jingyuan was caught off guard and fell down. He freed one hand to support himself and hung on her.

It was a closer distance than before, so close that he could almost see the eyelashes trembling gently like cicada wings.

Her breathing suddenly became heavier.

Those soft and innocent hands climbed up his neck again, carrying the aroma of wine into his mouth.

Lou Jingyuan felt uncomfortable with the tightness in his lower abdomen.

Feeling a soft mass bumping into him without warning, his rationality was shattered in an instant, and his deep eyes froze in an instant. With heavy breathing, he was completely entangled with her, and finally turned into a low and hoarse "Yun'er".

The pretty face was close at hand, her bright eyes were looking slightly, her white teeth were slightly parted, and her lips were pressed towards him, which was a silent response.

His heart was beating irregularly, his palm was supporting the back of her head, their breaths intertwined, he was willing to be seduced by her and sink into her.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room grew warmer, and he could clearly feel the softness between his lips and teeth, becoming increasingly tightly intertwined.

It’s quiet in the night and my breathing is lingering.

The dim candlelight flickered slightly, and the overlapping figures were reflected on the window, interweaving and blending.

Fang Hao's hand stopped in mid-air and he sighed helplessly.

Forget it...

As for the important matters, I guess the factory supervisor has no time to take care of them at this moment.

The banquet is over.

Cuizhu's heart beat faster because the young lady had just gone out and had not returned yet.

Now it is time to leave the palace. What should she do? She looks around anxiously, feeling uneasy.

"Green Bamboo."

Seeing her distraught appearance, Duke Jiang couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? You look so distraught."

As he spoke, he glanced at Cuizhu again and asked her, "Where is the young lady?"

Cuizhu was about to cry. She didn't know where the young lady had gone. Just now, the young lady said that she felt a little bored and wanted to go out for some fresh air, but she hasn't come back yet.

She had also wanted to go find the young lady, but was stopped by the eunuch beside Director Lou, who said that her young lady was talking to Director Lou and it was not convenient to disturb her.

Seeing Cuizhu looking around, Duke Jiang also realized that something was wrong. His face instantly darkened and his tone became much colder. "What's going on? Tell me."

Cuizhu lowered her head and whispered, "Miss, Miss, she seems to have lost her way to the toilet."

Duke Jiang slapped Cuizhu in the face and kicked her to the ground.

Cuizhu quickly got up and said, "Please spare my life, Duke. It is my fault that I did not take good care of the young lady. Please spare my life, Duke."

The Duke looked at her with disgust, his eyes cold, "Asshole, don't tell the truth."

Cuizhu knelt on the ground and trembled, but never said a word.

An aunt from the palace's Shangyi Bureau came hurriedly from outside.

She first knelt and saluted before Duke Jiang, then spoke, "Don't worry, Duke. Miss Jiang is a little tired from her hangover, so we've arranged for her to rest up in the Shangyi Bureau. This matter has already been reported to Concubine Li, and she will be sent back tomorrow."

The Duke's expression finally relaxed, and he seemed relieved. His tone also softened, "In that case, I will trouble you, Aunt."

As long as he's not hanging out with that Lou Jingyuan, it'll be fine.

He really couldn't bear to hear the name Lou Jingyuan anymore.

Since it was allowed by Concubine Li, it probably has nothing to do with Lou Lou Jing. I don’t know what the emperor thinks, that he values ​​a eunuch so much, but he disdains to deal with a eunuch.

Cuizhu was still kneeling on the ground. Duke Jiang kicked her directly and warned her, "You will stay in the palace to serve the young lady and return home with her tomorrow."

"Yes, slaves obey."

Cuizhu had a fishy taste in her mouth and she didn't dare to look up. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sound of Duke Jiang's footsteps faded away.

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside my ear, "Stop kneeling, get up quickly."

She looked up and saw the eunuch Xiaoliu. She asked in confusion, "Wasn't the young lady taken away by Director Lou? Why did she end up in the Shangyi Bureau?"