Chapter 17
Ling Yichen smoked a cigarette before turning around and opening the car door to get in.
He drove the car all the way to the entrance of the courtyard and got out of the car after her.
The first thing that happened to her was that she walked back into the courtyard where she had left only moments before, her throat suddenly recoiled and she felt a wave of nausea, she held onto the wooden shelf next to her and began to dry heave.
Before Ling Yichen could extend his hand, Feng Ma and Cui both rushed over and even helped her pat her back and went to work pouring water for her.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
She wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers and said softly, "I'm fine, I felt a bit stuffy just now, so I went for a walk on the road, I'm sorry for making you guys worry."
"It's good that you're alright."
Feng Ma and the two of them supported her and tried to walk her upstairs, but she refused.
"You guys should also rest early, I can just go upstairs by myself." Xia Mao looked at them gently, "I'll call you guys if something comes up."
"Madam said today that Cui and I should sleep with you at night, you are very heavy now, if something happens to you, it would be very bad," Feng Ma was very determined to support Xia Mao, "from now on, you can't leave anyone with you at night."
"Then can we start tomorrow?" Xia Mao's face always had a faint smile on it, "I want to stay by myself tonight."
Feng Ma looked at Ling Yichen, who was not far away, with some hesitation.
"You guys go down first!" Ling Yichen's eyes never left the woman in front of him and watched as she turned to look at him as well, "There's no need for you guys to take care of it tonight."
As if they were pardoned, Feng Ma and Cui immediately disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Xia Mao said "thank you" indifferently and then walked awkwardly up the stairs.
She went into the bathroom, undressed and stood under the tap, letting the warm water spray over her body, her heart roiling with endless sadness.
Her palm brushed against her round tummy and she couldn't help but whimper, "Baby, I'm sorry."
It was all my fault that I couldn't protect you and grow up with you.
She couldn't help but think of her own mother, who had spent countless summer nights doing her bedside, chasing mosquitoes away from her; who had stood at the school gate on snowy nights, waiting for her to get out of school; who had carried herself for over an hour to the hospital when she was sick ...... That wasn't just hard work, it had the endless love of a mother for her child.
But she had no way to give this love to her own child. What a sadness it was!
She cried for half a day before she could stop her tears.
She could only console herself with the fact that this child was staying here, with a flock of servants every day, it was impossible for mosquitoes to bite him, with a car picking him up and dropping him off every day, and with her own doctor, so perhaps the child did not care about her love?
But she can't lie to herself anyway, no matter if the child cares or not, she cares, and she cares more and more, but she cares again in vain ......
When Xia Mao slowly dried her hair and came out in her nightgown, it was already an hour later.
What she didn't expect was that Ling Yichen had been sitting at the head of the bed, waiting for her.
She froze at the sight of him, but then she lowered her head and got into bed from the other side, lying dutifully on her side with her face outwards under the covers, she had walked too much today and now felt sleepy and tired.
After crying so much just now, she was no longer so irritable.
Ling Yichen, who had been ignored, kept glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
He had thought of asking her what was wrong when he saw her eyes swollen like a peach, but when he saw her attitude like this, what the hell was he asking?
He wanted to pick her up and ask her who had given her the audacity to ignore him like that.
But he was staring at her from behind, but the woman didn't even turn her head back, she even made a soft snoring sound.
Ling Yichen was so angry that he almost fell backwards, but considering the child in her belly, he decided to let her go for the time being.
He lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, his palm gently touching her stomach, and when he felt the child in her stomach kick him, his whole body became unsettled.
He heartily lifted the woman's robe and touched her bare, shiny, round belly directly, heartily feeling around, wanting to feel the baby move again, but as if on purpose, the baby didn't move at all.
The baby was not moving at all, but as if on purpose, it didn't move at all. His big hand, in the midst of feeling around and looking for fetal movement, inadvertently moved to the top of her belly and touched the soft car in front of her.
My God, Ling Yichen's eyes deepened and he almost didn't let out a gasp.
Not only had her belly grown, but how had it become nearly twice as big as before?
The original size of her, he held up just right, not too big not, but now all of a sudden it has become so big that it is difficult for him to grasp with one hand.
And after going to the hospital during the day, coming back and walking around the courtyard countless times, running out of the courtyard so far at night, and coming back and taking a bath for another hour, Xia Mao was long tired and almost passed out.
So even after someone lifted the covers off her body and stripped her clean, she didn't even wake up.
Ling Yichen looked at her now lying there with her jade body in the dim light, and the man's body in front of him actually reacted!
His big hand touched the large, muddy garden in front of her like two basins, and the two purple-red black grapes in the middle, and his heart welled up with a burst of love and pity.
This woman was carrying his child in her belly!
No matter who had spent the money, or how much it had been spent, it did not change one thing: the child in this woman's womb was his and hers.
He bowed his head with reverence and a faint, faint, inaudible affection, and kissed her round, shiny belly, which had a hideous streak of blood beneath it that was a little shocking to look at, and he kissed it gently, then kissed it back, slowly working his way up, and finally kissing the edge of her muddy garden.
"...... don't ......" the woman is very sensitive, just a few light kisses like this, let the woman's whole body white like jade skin turned pink, the body is also soft like noodles, although the mouth said the words of refusal, but the delicate jade hand has hugged his head.
Ling Yichen couldn't help but smile in his heart, she was so delicate and charming, he should really take a picture of her and show it to her when she poses in front of him again like a saint who doesn't eat fire and water.
He moved his lips slightly upwards and took in the purple-red black grape, mouthing it lightly and heavily at times.
"...... don't ...... be hard ......," Natsumi almost shrieked out.
The sleepy Xia Mao felt as if there was a fire in her body, running around, but never found an outlet, left and right, making her squirm with impatience.
Even when she was lying there like a piece of wood, the man was already in love, not to mention the fact that she was in a state of denial.
The man's blood lightly covered her body, the beads of sweat on his forehead, dripping on her pink and white skin, like a crystal like crystal clear, his body somewhere like to explode, so he really can not stop, but did not dare to really want her, he can only in her body fierce glare at her, and kept playing with her muddy garden, and finally he saw the woman valley owed to dissatisfaction are red eyes, crying also narrowed beautiful eyes to stare at him, he only low curse, put his fingers into the warm tight ......
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Chapter 18
Only after the woman released herself in a high-pitched scream did Ling Yichen take her hand and let her help him release.
The dazed woman, as if she was dreaming, closed her eyes and obeyed his fiddling, only releasing her hand when he followed suit, while the woman still muttered obliviously, "...... annoying ...... hands are sore ......"
Ling Yichen really some crying and laughing, carried her to take a shower, ripped off the stained sheets and threw them aside, before he carried the woman and lay back under the covers.
At this point he seemed even more reluctant to let go of her.
He had never thought that a pregnant woman could be so stunningly beautiful that he could not take his eyes off her for a moment.
And he hadn't thought about whether his reluctance to let go was because of the child in this woman's belly, or because of this female?
When Xia Mao woke up in the man's embrace, she was even a little confused, did she have some kind of juvenile spring dream last night?
And what was the hot, iron thing she was holding in the end of her daze?
Then Xia Mao realised that she was naked in the arms of a man who was also naked, and her mind was buzzing.
She didn't even dare to raise her head, and gently moved her hand away from the big hand on her moon.
If she had a needle in her hand, she would have stabbed it without hesitation.
And to add to her embarrassment, the man's thing was becoming more and more obvious as the ding page was behind her.
With a grit of her teeth and a slight effort to remove the man's large, reluctant hand, she propped herself up on her stomach and jumped out of bed, finding her nightgown and pulling it over her body, and picking up the panties she had thrown in the corner of the bed before she looked back at the man, still asleep with his eyes closed.
He had a good skin, but he was doing something that was not in keeping with the rules.
There is no rule that one has to have children in one's life, so why does he have to find someone to give him children?
Why did he have to find someone to give him children when he was so young and living with his wife, what could he do without children?
It was just that without someone like him who wanted children, how could he have earned so much money so quickly?
Xia Mao gathered up the indignant feelings in her heart and couldn't help but sigh, holding her stomach in her hands as she went to the bathroom.
It was not until the sound of running water came out of the bathroom that Ling Yichen opened his clear eyes.
He woke up when she tried to pick up his palm, but he didn't know how to face such a scene between the two of them, so he could only choose to pretend to be asleep.
Waking up in the morning with a woman like this was too foreign to him, but he didn't hate the feeling.
He lay in bed for a while longer and waited until the woman had washed up and left the room before he got up.
He and Xia Mao both went downstairs one after the other, and after eating breakfast in silence, he hurried back to the old mansion to pick up the documents he needed urgently this morning, and before she left yesterday, she made a point of saying to Xia Mao, "I'll be staying here for the next few days."
Xia Mao blinked her big eyes twice before she understood what he meant.
Did he mean that he would be staying with her at night?
At night, Ling Yichen returned on time.
After finishing the task at hand, he took a shower before returning to the bedroom, looking at the woman with a big belly, still sitting at the table and reading a book.
"Is this your exam?" He spoke with a tone of unconscious flirtation.
Xia Mao finished the last two questions without raising her head or opening her eyes before looking at him and saying softly, "I'm going to sleep downstairs tonight, Feng Ma said I'm heavy for the month and Madam told her and Cui to stay with me for a moment."
Ling Yichen's otherwise good mood sank, "Do you think you still look as beautiful as a flower now? Or do you think I'd be able to lay hands on a woman of your size even if I panicked?"
The woman's stomach was so big that she was upset, and without thinking, she said, "You didn't choose your food, but who took off my nightgown last night?"
"You ......" In Ling Yichen's impression, she was like an infuriated bun, a woman who didn't dare to be angry and didn't dare to say anything, but since last night, she seemed to have become a little different.
Xia Mao stared at her with a stern look.
Her heart was really in her mouth, she was pregnant anyway, she really didn't believe he would dare to do anything to her!
"Now you have my son in your belly, he can't suffer at all, what if you strangle him in your nightgown at night?" This was the reason Ling Yichen had thought of when he undressed last night.
"Then isn't it better for me not to wear clothes during the day too? What if you can't strangle him at night but you do during the day?"
Xia Mao was secretly angry at his counter argument, but she hadn't forgotten how unfaithful the big hand that held her moon hung in the morning was, and now her red tip was still a little sore.
"It's best if you stay in the bedroom, but when you get out of the bedroom it's best to put something on," Ling Yichen looked her up and down in a very indebted manner, "Your current body shape is really uncomplimentary ...... Also. Why do you have a double chin now?"
The woman whose face was red with anger after hearing his words, once she heard the second half of his sentence, her big eyes instantly glazed over, "What? I have a double chin now?"
With that, she moved quickly to push back her chair and rushed to the bathroom.
"Slow down for me." Ling Yichen's heart lifted as he watched, but he didn't dare to tug her hard, so he could only follow behind her and go to the bathroom as well.
He saw that the woman was looking into the mirror, beaming her mouth and baring her teeth again, like a monster, looking left, right and up and down.
He swallowed the words that were on his lips, "Can you be more careful in the future".
Leaning against the wall next to him, he looked at the delicate woman in the mirror and laughed in his heart: why was she so cute and silly?
"Where's the double chin?"
Xia Mao observed for half a day before putting her heart back into her stomach; her palm-sized face with a pointed chin could have been the thing she was most proud of, apart from her studies.
She gave the man a blank look in the mirror, "What's wrong with your eyes? Why don't you wear glasses?"
"Isn't the child's health the most important thing? What does it matter if it's just a bit fatter?" When Ling Yichen asked this question, it was just a thoughtless remark, but in Xia Mao's ears, who hadn't been in a bright mood recently, it subconsciously became "You've taken my money, just make sure the baby is healthy."
"Of course the child is healthy, but my face is also important, otherwise how can I find someone else to marry and have children with?" When the words came out, Xia Mao herself was shocked, how could she possibly say such bold words? What was the point of using such words to anger him?
Her face instantly turned unnatural and she turned sideways, trying to get out of the bathroom, but she was wider sideways than her normal walking body, and her belly was stuck right between the door frame and the man.
The man didn't move, but the cold air from his body was already creeping in.
The two of them stared at each other, you and I, for half a day, and finally it was Summer who lost the battle first.
"Can I trouble you to move over?" Xia Mao asked as she collected her arrogance.
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