As a handicraft blogger, Chu Yuening originally thought she would live a plain and ordinary life. Unexpectedly, a moment of kindness caused her to transmigrate to the Great Qin Dynasty over two tho...
The gentle and graceful beauty seemed to be stimulated. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she was about to cry. Her face was full of anxiety.
She excitedly threw herself into the man's broad and strong arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his sturdy waist, fearing that he would abandon her.
"My dear, I want to fight with you!"
"No! You are pregnant now, you must not take any risks."
Xiang Yu objected immediately, his tone brooking no argument, his resolute and majestic face stiffened and became extremely serious.
The deep male voice was extremely firm, and there was obviously no room for negotiation.
Yu Miaoyi's body stiffened, tears instantly rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and mournful sobs rang out.
"My dear, please don't abandon Miao Yi..."
Hot tears fell into Xiang Yu's heart, and the dull pain tortured him again and again.
But he still did not change his mind. He just held the darling in his arms, patting her back to comfort her and coaxing her gently.
"Miao Yi, be good. You and the child will wait for me at home."
“…”
When talking about children, Yu Miaoyi finally regained some rationality.
She touched her belly and seemed to feel a little life growing. It was her and her husband's child, their treasure.
After a while, the woman's emotions gradually calmed down. She snuggled up to the man's chest greedily, holding his broad and strong hands, and spoke softly.
"My dear, you must return safely. My child and I will be waiting for you at home."
"good."
Xiang Yu looked at his wife and children in his arms, and his heart softened.
He held the soft and boneless little hand, interlocked their fingers, and kissed the tear marks at the corners of her eyes with pity, his tiger eyes full of tenderness.
He will fight this battle with all his strength to win.
Return home safely and live up to the love of the one in your arms without any regrets.
Time flies, two years later.
Xiang Yu, who returned triumphantly, was wearing armor and riding a warhorse. His face was heroic and resolute, and he looked majestic.
He is simply a mighty general returning victoriously.
At this time in Xianyang City, people lined the streets to welcome him. The noise was boisterous and the crowd was surging, but he accurately captured that green figure.
In an instant, longing flooded my heart like a tide.
He raised a joyful smile, his sharp eyes fixed on the green shadow, and he silently recited in his heart.
Miao Yi, I'm back.
After the celebration banquet, Xiang Yu couldn't wait to bring the person he had been thinking about day and night back home.
As soon as they entered the house, they embraced and kissed each other passionately without even having time to express their feelings to each other.
The bed curtains swayed and the shadows of people were intertwined.
A short separation is better than a new marriage, and the night is passionate and lingering.
The next day, Xiang Yu, who had eaten his fill of meat, took a rare nap.
He looked satisfied, his iron arms tightly wrapped around the soft and fragrant body, his big hands groping dishonestly in the quilt.
Yu Miaoyi felt the wandering hot palm. She was extremely tired from last night, so she frowned and instinctively twisted her body to avoid the "attack".
Unfortunately, I can't escape from someone's clutches.
Xiang Yu looked at the delicate woman who was as graceful as a swimming fish, and rarely felt a little evil.
He half sat up, pinched her soft waist that was slender enough to be held in one hand, placed her on her waist and abdomen, and then kissed the beauty's snow-white jade neck with red plum dots.
......
Yu Miaoyi had a dream.
She dreamed of riding the king's beloved horse, Wuzhui, galloping freely and happily on the pasture.
The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the wind is light.
Everything is so beautiful.
It's just that the speed was too fast and my body was a little sore from the bumps.
She wanted to pull the reins to stop, but the horse refused to obey and continued to run without stopping, making her dizzy.
Just as she was panicking, she heard hot, heavy breathing sounds in her ears. She felt like she had fallen into a furnace, and beads of sweat appeared on her skin.
After a struggle of consciousness, Yu Miaoyi finally woke up from the nightmare.
She slowly opened her hazy eyes, and in a trance she discovered——
The "horse" under her turned out to be her beloved husband!
An hour later.
Xiang Yu got up from the bed refreshed.
He tucked in the quilt for his wife who had fainted from exhaustion again, kissed her blushing cheeks, and then tiptoed out of bed.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight fell on him, illuminating his strong and perfect body clearly.
Beads of sweat oozed from his bronze skin, which was evaporated into mist by the surging blood, revealing the hormones and charm of a mature man.
The well-defined muscles on the chest and abdomen are covered with ambiguous red marks, adding a touch of sexiness that is very tempting.
It's a pity that no one appreciates such a beautiful scene.
The only audience member was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.
Her eyebrows were relaxed, and it was obvious that this time her dream was very sweet and she no longer had to ride a horse.
The other side.
Xiang Yu, who was sweating early in the morning, took a cold shower first, then changed his clothes and prepared to go to the martial arts field.
As a result, before I even left the hospital, I met a baby crying for his mother.
The little guy is about one year old, with a chubby head and can't walk steadily. He speaks in a babbling voice, like a tiger cub that has not been weaned. He is very cute.
The most important thing is that he looks like he was carved out of the same mold.
Xiang Yu immediately realized that this was his own child.
What’s it like to be a father for the first time?
Now he finally understands it deeply.
It is an attraction between blood relatives, an inseparable softness, and an instinctively driven sense of closeness.
At this moment, even a man as upright and strong as Xiang Yu felt so moved that he shed tears.
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