He's super cute

Jiang Yan said he was going to have lunch, but he turned the car into a secluded and hidden place with no one on the way.

"Is it okay?" Jiang Yan caressed Yu Xiaoque's face, rubbed his nose affectionately, but rubbed the soft waist of little Canary irresistibly with his hand.

"Aren't you going to eat?" The little beauty asked in a low voice, clutching her stomach, dizzy from hunger.

He changed his posture again and sent himself forward.

When the husband says he wants it, he can't refuse it.

This is an order that Yu Xiaoque has engraved in her subconscious for three years. Even if her stomach growls, she can't hide from her husband, and she should take the initiative to send it to please the superior.

If he behaves well, he will feel much better, otherwise the pain is self-inflicted.

The man put himself in the position of a high god, condescendingly playing with the little canary wantonly, imprisoning people in a golden cage is not satisfied, and maliciously teaching people to become a little thing that only knows how to flatter.

"Feed you first." Jiang Yan patted his waist.

Yu Xiaoque knowingly supported Jiang Yan's shoulder and sat on his lap, showing a flattering smile, sticking out the tip of her tongue, like a kitten pecking and kissing Jiang Yan's thin lips.

Her eyes are charming, as if wrapped in a small hook, and her body is also softly attached to the man.

But there is a green fruit-like greenness, it is obvious that it is already ripe, but it is still shy and unable to let go.

Most will pretend to be pure.

Jiang Yan supported his limp ball with one hand, and lay on him like a little canary child, soft and bouncy like a white flour steamed bun.

He looked sideways at Yu Xiaoque's pure and delicate appearance with tears in his eyes, and he was angry for no reason.

In the end, he is not as good as that person, he has a similar face, but his temperament is very different.

He has always been calm and indifferent, how could he cry in such a stupid way.

"Don't cry."

Jiang Yan viciously pinched a few of Yu Xiaoque's steamed buns. His hands were strong, and he probably pinched them black and blue.

Yu Xiaoque burst into tears immediately, her stomach convulsed, and she had to let go of her body while sobbing.

... (Didn't drive!! Numb!)

"Is it okay to have another one?" Jiang Yan bit Bai Xi's earlobe, grinding between his teeth repeatedly, "Don't Xiaoque like children very much?"

Yu Xiaoque sat in Jiang Yan's arms, biting her index finger lightly, her eyes were bright red.

He was a little dazed, and it took him a while to understand what the man said.

"No..." Xiaomei murmured, she was shaking from crying, she couldn't say a complete sentence, her whole body was trembling, "I'm not pregnant..."

It was as if he had heard something extremely frightening.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan was extremely gentle, as if he was doting on his lover, "What's wrong?"

"Play for you..." Yu Xiaoque grabbed Jiang Yan's hand, shaking her head pitifully, with a few tears hanging on her eyelashes, as if begging for mercy, "Play for you, I'm not pregnant..."

Stupidly doing business with people in a decent manner.

His body almost softened into water.

About a year ago, Jiang Yan liked Yu Xiaoque's body so much that he tossed Xiaomei countless times when he had time.

He didn't expect that there was something wrong with Yu Xiaoque's belly, and he didn't take any precautions, just cared about feeling good, and suddenly became pregnant.

He wouldn't go so far as to bully a little pregnant woman.

But the little beauty dangled in front of him all day long, her body became rounder because of her pregnancy, her skin was white and her eyes were pierced.

The bad thing is that he drank too much wine.

Forcefully press the person there, forcing Yu Xiaoque to do it for him.

Yu Xiaoque knelt on the ground and struggled hard, protecting her belly, and inadvertently slapped Jiang Yan a few times.

Little Canary has always been obedient, Jiang Yan did not expect him to react so strongly, and most of the wine woke up immediately.

Seeing the tearful little beauty grabbing her clothes, kneeling on the ground wiping her tears and retching, her stomach stretched out in a small round arc due to her pregnancy, and her white knees were covered with bruises.

No matter how you say it is the little rose that was once held on the tip of my heart, I can't help but feel distressed.

Jiang Yan's throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and his heart felt like he had been bitten by a mosquito. It was painful, and he was at a loss for the first time.

"I..." Jiang Yan leaned over to hug the huddled little man.

"Dirty..." Yu Xiaoque rubbed back, avoided him, and murmured in a low voice, "It's so disgusting..."

"It's cold on the ground." Jiang Yan paused, his hands hanging in the air, "I'll carry you to the bed."

"You, disgusting..." Yu Xiaoque suddenly raised her eyes, snapped open his hand, and looked at him fixedly, her eyes covered with tears were clear, her voice was cold and indifferent, "You make me sick .”

He repeated it again, emphatically.

Clear and cold, as if he wanted to look into Jiang Yan's heart, and dig out the dirty, smelly and dark thoughts that can't be seen.

Jiang Yan slowly stood up straight, looked at him with his head tilted, raised his brows, and rubbed his wrist slowly, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Yu Xiaoque curled up beside the sofa, tied to the coffee table with a long chain, a small white and soft ball trembling, with small ears pricked up, and her hair trembling with it, she trembled when she heard any sound .

It's like a miserable puppy.

The sound of the man's unhurried footsteps sounded, and Yu Xiaoque lowered her head hastily, grabbing the dog's leash and rolling herself into a little white bun.

"Come here." Jiang Yan sat on the opposite sofa with his legs crossed, and waved to the little beauty.

Yu Xiaoque only dared to look at his feet secretly, because she was tortured by Jiang Yan's various methods and did not dare to think of disobedience.

That unspeakable energy was also suppressed by Jiang Yan's thunderous methods.

Now even when he heard Jiang Yan's voice, he would tremble reflexively. His calves trembled, and he crawled over on the ground on both hands and feet, while the little tail behind him also dangled back and forth.

It was three steps away from Jiang Yan, and refused to say anything, sitting on the carpet kneeling, and suddenly lost his attention when he was stung by the little tail.

He groaned in pain, but didn't dare to touch it, and angrily pulled off a few hairs to vent.

Jiang Yan was amused by his naive look.

He leaned on the sofa, tightened the chain slowly, and dragged the person to his feet, "Do you know what to do?" He stroked Yu Xiaoque's hair and said softly.

Yu Xiaoque sniffed, stared at the patterns on the floor, and nodded slightly.

He was born fair, with delicate skin, and it became a little paler under the sun, which was dazzling.

The little beauty hugged her round belly, first blinked her tearful eyes, rubbed Jiang Yan's hand begging for mercy, then propped herself on the floor, and stood up unsteadily.

Crooked, unable to even stand firmly, she carefully pressed Jiang Yan's lips against her, like a soft and timid little animal.

It's just that he didn't move for a long time, and his little head stopped there numbly.

Jiang Yan clicked his tongue impatiently, slammed down the chain, and lifted the man halfway up.

Yu Xiaoque was so strangled by the chain that she forced tears out of the corners of her eyes, and her legs struggled feebly.