After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

In the courtyard, the puppy was jumping around in the garden. Cheng Xijue got out of the car and looked around the garden. Aunt Zhou greeted her with a smile and said, "Madam is not feeling well, she is resting upstairs."

"What's uncomfortable?" Cheng Xijue walked into the bright hall.

Aunt Zhou followed closely and said, "My wife said that he has a stomachache. The doctor has already done an examination. It is because of the throbbing pain caused by the contraction in the second trimester."

Cheng Xijue took off his watch and handed it to Aunt Zhou, raised his wrist and sniffed it, his clothes smelled of alcohol and tobacco.

He went to the cloakroom to change into his home clothes, tapped the door three times and then opened it. The amber wall lamp was sprinkled on the recliner in front of the window. Gu Jian was wearing a loose black shirt as pajamas, and his upper body was lying on the recliner. With one knee bent, the skin of the thigh is delicate and moist under the light, so white that the light blue veins can be seen clearly.

There is an open book covering his face, as if he is sleeping, the underside of the spacious shirt is arched, and the rounded arc is looming.

The room was quiet, and the manic mood brought by the hotel just now gradually subsided. Cheng Xijue gently picked up the book on his face, his half-length black hair was messily tied behind his head, his thin cheeks were light in color, and he closed his eyes. His eyes were squinting and motionless, only the slightly rising and falling chest proved that he was not asleep.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Cheng Xijue asked distressedly.

Gu Jian said "um" in a thick nasal voice, turned his face away and leaned on the raised pillow of the recliner, with a few strands of jet-black hair scattered on his fair neck.

Cheng Xijue parted his hair, broke his chin and whispered, "Don't go to gravity tomorrow, just rest at home."

Gu Jian opened his eyes and squinted tiredly, "I know."

Cheng Xijue squatted down and got close to him, "May I help you divert your attention?"

Gu Jian said weakly, "I'm tired, don't kiss me."

Cheng Xijue sighed, and stroked his smooth cheek, "Am I so inhuman in your eyes?"

Gu Jian glanced at him, and the answer was obvious.

Cheng Xijue had nothing to say, and while combing his messy black hair with his fingers, tucking it into a rubber band, he talked to him about anecdotes he heard at Vanity Fair.

It's all a new thing in the rich and powerful circle. Whoever inherited the huge inheritance from their ancestors, whoever invested so much that he lost his underwear, things are not interesting. He speaks in major meetings of the company all the year round. Circumference, prosaic things are told fascinatingly.

After listening for a while, Gu Jian pressed his throbbing abdomen, raised his head and took a breath, "Is there anyone I know?"

Cheng Xijue paused, put his palms under the hem of his loose shirt, rubbed his tight abdomen evenly, "Talk about Muro?"

Gu Jian was lying on his back lazily, Cheng Xijue's hands were warm and generous, and the skin-to-skin contact was very comfortable, "Muro?"

Cheng Xi felt that Muro was not on him, and concentrated on massaging his stomach, "Muro is good-looking and talented, don't you like it?"

"I like it." Gu Jian spoke lazily, and casually touched the cold sweat oozing from his neck, "He's so pitiful, he was almost beaten to death by Song Liang."

Cheng Xijue automatically ignored the first two words, and looked at him for a moment, "Song Liang said he would come to you, right? Are you afraid?"

Gu Jian shook his head, raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "He should be afraid of me."

"What did you do?" Cheng Xijue asked in surprise.

Gu Jian licked his palate with the tip of his tongue, raised his eyebrows, and looked a little bad, "I broke three of his ribs, smashed his school, and made him lie in the hospital for half a year."

The corners of Cheng Xijue's mouth turned up, and he said sincerely, "Good job, I know you won't suffer." Gu Jian didn't answer, he really wanted to know, if Cheng Xijue knew that Ning Wan was disappointed and abandoned him because of his out of control, From then on, it took a sharp turn for the worse, and he really became the trash in Song Liang's mouth.

What would you think?

Cheng Xijue pressed and rubbed his warm and powerful hands for a while, and the tight throbbing pain in his abdomen gradually eased. Gu Jian's stomach skin was warmed by his caress, and he patted his hand through the cloth to signal that he could stop.

"Will the baby find out that I am the father, and the fetal movement interacts with me?" Cheng Xijue asked with a serious face, with the palm of his hand upward.

Gu Jian threw away his troublesome hands, pulled off the hem of his shirt, and said with a sneer, "I might find that you're a pervert who can be sexual everywhere."

Cheng Xijue held his wrist that was pulling his clothes, lifted the hem of his shirt, leaned over and put his ears on his naked and round belly, "I'll listen to what the baby has to say."

Gu Jian squinted at him, while Cheng Xijue looked devout and serious, as if he truly believed that the baby in his womb could communicate with him.

"Will there be fetal movement?" Cheng Xijue frowned, staring at the smooth and delicate belly and said in a low voice, "Say hello to me obediently. When you come out, I'll buy you a plane."

Gu Jian pushed his head, "Don't teach my child your values."

Cheng Xijue bent down and pressed against his belly without moving, and said with a smile in his eyes: "I can give you anything, how about you let another father remarry me?"

Carry private goods.

Gu Jian leaned back in a relaxed posture, and said slowly, "Baby, tell him that you only have one father, and that is me."

Cheng Xijue just smiled and listened carefully to the movements in his belly. The little guy didn't give anyone face. The smooth and delicate belly didn't move, and the stretched skin was covered with slender veins. He stroked it gently a few times and whispered To coax the baby inside to move.

The body during pregnancy is very sensitive, and the hot and humid breath sprinkled on the sensitive belly, itching like a feather scratching, Gu Jian raised his leg impatiently and kicked Cheng Xijue, "Get up."

Cheng Xijue glanced at him with deep and thought-provoking eyes, and asked under his breath, "Do you want that?"

Gu Jian tugged at the hem of his flat clothes, half-lying flat and looking at him calmly, his beautiful lips and teeth opened casually: "No, I think you are dirty."

Cheng Xijue smiled lowly, got up and went into the bathroom, and walked out after a few minutes, with short black hair standing stiff and wet, taking off his glasses to pretend that his brows and eyes were tough, and there were some water stains on the corners of his mouth, very aggressive Sexy, without the slightest hesitation, walked past Gu Jian a few steps and bent down.

Doing this kind of thing to a man is too flattering and lowly for him. After talking with Song Liang tonight, he was holding his breath. His rationality told him to restrain his emotions and not fall into the trap set by Song Liang.

Beating and maiming an educator who has a lot of peaches and plums in the world at a charity gala not only ruined the donation to Yu Xiao, but also hit the headlines. The stock price of Frey plummeted tomorrow, and the ensuing chain reaction caused heavy losses.

It wasn't worth making a big mistake for a moment of anger, but he was unhappy and felt sorry for Gu Jian for not beating Song Liang hard.

The two were stuck together on the cramped reclining chair, Gu Jian curled up and pushed his shoulders hard, Cheng Xijue clung to him tightly, using the technique of kissing from light to heavy, trying to please him in various ways.

Gu Jian shouted in a hoarse voice, "Get up!"

Cheng Xijuemou tried his best to let him experience it, raised his eyes to look at him with malicious intentions, and made his voice loud on purpose.

Gu Jian bit her thin lips, stretched out her hand to grab his hair to pull him up, Cheng Xi frowned in pain, paused briefly, took a few deep breaths, and made it even harder.

As if in a contest, the more Gu Jian pulled his hair, the harder he worked, and he had to complete this task today.

There was a knock on the door at a constant speed, and Aunt Zhou said softly through the door: "Madam, I brought Bafen back, can I come in now?"

Add oil to the fire.

Cheng Xijue stared at him with a bit of ferocity in his eyes.

Gu Jian let go of his hair, and he raised his palm up suddenly, and a "slap" slap echoed in the silent room.

Cheng Xijue was caught off guard and was stunned for a few seconds. The slap was extremely insulting, as if he was beating a slave. He stepped back, touched his numb lips, and stared fixedly at him with hot emotions in his eyes. Gu Jian.

"What did you drink in the bathroom?" Gu Jianlow asked panting.

Cheng Xijue laughed at himself, "Don't you think it's dirty?"

In order to clean, I used mouthwash.

Gu Jian curled up, turned over and lay down on the reclining chair, unable to straighten his back. Cheng Xijue was stunned for a second, and immediately understood what was going on. The mouthwash at home has a refreshing mint flavor, and it doesn't feel good when you use it in your mouth, but If it is used in other fragile places, it is really exciting.

Before anyone came to open the door, Aunt Zhou asked anxiously, "Madam, are you okay?!"

Cheng Xijue didn't have time to pay attention to Aunt Zhou, went to the bathroom to wet a towel, gently wiped it for Gu Jian, and said in a low voice, "Baby, give me one more chance, I'll do it for you next time."

"Fuck you, stay away from me." Gu Jian's face was rosy, his eyes were warm and moist, and the pain and pleasure felt indescribable.

Cheng Xijuezai wiped it for him carefully, so thick-skinned that he couldn't be moved, "Are you still stung? Do you want to wash it?"

Gu Jian put aside his hand, got up and walked into the bathroom barefoot, and slammed the door behind his back, in case Cheng Xijue would come in again and try to serve him.

Outside the door, Aunt Zhou called the security guard, and with the clattering sound of the house keys, several doctors and nurses came over. At night, after Gu Jian had a stomachache, he lay down in the room and did not come out. Aunt Zhou knocked on the door No one answered, something must have happened inside.

Everyone looked solemn, holding their breath and not daring to take a breath. The wife's situation was very special, and the doctor urged him not to leave her.

The security guard hurriedly took out the room key, and was about to unscrew the door, but the door was pulled open from the inside.

Then everyone was dumbfounded.

Cheng Xijue stood at the door, his chest heaving slightly under his thin home clothes, his arms half folded in a calm posture, the stranger without glasses was very handsome, if he ignored the clear and bright red five finger marks on his face, he would be even more handsome.

Everyone in the family knew him very well, Cheng Xijue usually treats his servants modestly, but no matter how modest the noble son of a rich family is, there is always a bit of arrogance in his bones, and no one dares to offend him.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xijue was not angry at all after being slapped by his wife today, and opened the door as if nothing had happened.

"Madam is fine, you go back." Cheng Xijue raised his chin, motioning for them to leave.

No one dared to speak, did not dare to look at his face, and left silently.

Aunt Zhou lowered her head and was about to leave when Cheng Xijue called her from behind and said seriously: "Tomorrow, I will change the mouthwash in all the rooms, and stop using mint."