Zhou Yan turned his eyes away, walked forward steadily, reached out to grab Song Niannian's arm, and lifted her up.
There are thin calluses on his palms, especially on the knuckles. Although he looks thin, he is actually very powerful. His muscles are restrained and tremble when he explodes.
The same is true today.
The force was explosive, but he looked nonchalant.
Song Niannian felt lighter under her, and her whole body was like a child being pinched by an adult, with her feet off the ground.
In a blink of an eye, the warm water was already at her feet, slowly covering her calves.
It was Zhou Yan who picked her up and slowly put her into the bathtub.
He was very careful, as if he was afraid that Song Niannian would slip out of his hands. He started from behind her, and the strength of his big hands was like a pair of pliers, which was an operation that Song Niannian did not expect.
Her long black hair was loose, and she turned her head to look at Zhou Yan.
Somehow, Zhou Yan, who had originally distanced himself from Song Niannian, felt his heart skip a beat. He raised his eyes unconsciously and met Song Niannian's gaze.
She licked her lips.
Warm steam curled up, and the jade-like white luster of the body was hidden by the crow-feather-like black hair. Almost the entire back was covered, leaving only the sideways and upturned curves that were captivating.
Those bright red and tender lips caught Zhou Yan's gaze, and his body immediately felt hot.
"Monk, next time, have someone prepare a low stool for me. Don't hug me like this anymore. It hurts~"
A light, nasal sound.
At times like this, it’s even more dangerous.
Zhou Yan couldn't take his eyes away, and there was nowhere to look, so he could only stare at her lips, which were as tender and juicy as the spring morning... so vivid and beautiful!
"Okay..." His throat rolled slightly.
He agreed, and Song Niannian turned around and slowly washed up.
Zhou Yan turned around and sat on the chaise longue.
A normal man, faced with a pregnant woman bathing in front of him, would pounce on her, wrap his big hands around her waist, lower his head and kiss her to death, leaving her delicate lips unable to utter any other words.
But Zhou Yan is used to abstinence.
The tense body exploded, yet he was still trying hard to control it...
His mind was scattered, his thin lips moved slightly, and Zhou Yan was unconsciously fighting against his male nature and still reciting the Heart Sutra silently.
There was a subtle sound of splashing water and tiny water splashes.
Crash, crash.
Don't watch, don't want...
How could I not think about it? The more I try to control myself, the more I think about it.
Zhou Yan thought he had avoided that glance, but there was a faint fragrance in his breath and a bright white floating in front of his eyes.
In brothels and other places, she seduced him many times with the most innocent eyes, the most seductive words, and the tenderness that Zhou Yan could never forget.
The Duke of Zhenguo looked at Zhou Yan with a hint of meaning. Zhou Yan was embarrassed, but he held it back and remained calm and serious.
But in front of Song Niannian...
The defense was broken faster than he thought.
When we met, I was powerless to resist her.
"Monk, help me wash my hair."
Song Niannian makes Zhou Yan and makes people feel relaxed.
She was pregnant, so washing her hair was indeed inconvenient. There were no maids here, and no one else could help her except him...
Zhou Yan was in a fierce struggle again...
Looking at Song Niannian under the lamp, her fair shoulders almost made him lose control. He didn't look at her, but simply found a handkerchief, covered his eyes with it and tied it behind his head, then stood up by listening to the sound to determine his position.
"Xiangpi, put it in my hands." Hoarse voice.
Zhou Yan spread out his hands.
After a while, the sound of water could be heard.
Zhou Yan heard the woman laugh, the laugh was soft and proud, and a burst of fragrance suddenly came towards him.
In his hand, it was not fragrant...
.
Song Niannian likes Zhou Yan. She likes the way he always fights against himself but is finally seduced into compromise by her.
The Buddha's son is indeed a Buddha's son! Beside him, she is the enchantress who makes the Buddha's son linger.
The Buddhist disciples broke the precepts, and the holy monks fell...
In Qinlou and Chuguan, it was like this at the beginning. When Song Niannian was tormented to the point that her fingers could not move, she could still feel Zhou Yan's body tense.
If she leaned forward to look, she could see Zhou Yan with his eyes closed, his eyelashes thick and long, his handsome and stern face, his thin lips still silently reciting Buddhist scriptures...
The more he acted like this, the more interesting Song Niannian found it.
Taking advantage of the effect of the medicine, or perhaps because she was still in high spirits, her body relaxed and she leaned forward again, hugging Zhou Yan's arm through his shirt and rubbing it, as if unintentionally but also intentionally.
"Monk, if you grow your hair, can you still be a monk?"
On the couch, Song Niannian hugged Zhou Yan's arm again and said lazily.
Her belly grew bigger, and there was some distance between them.
Zhou Yan was covered in sweat, feeling both relieved and guilty. He lay there with his body tense and full of self-blame.
Song Niannian had just fallen during the day and had a miscarriage, so the imperial physician told her to stay in bed and rest for the next few days...
They "really" stayed in bed to rest, but what they did was to upset the fetus!
"Does your stomach hurt?" Zhou Yan's face was so tense that it hurt.
After a long time, he turned sideways and reached out his hand, gently touching Song Niannian's belly through her clothes with his big palm.
The tight belly can feel the heavy weight even through the middle shirt.
The imperial physician had instructed that even when the baby was older, the belly should not be touched often, as it might shock the fetus and cause an unsuccessful delivery.
Zhou Yan touched it carefully, then immediately withdrew his hand and frowned.
He loves cleanliness. He had been traveling so long and was exhausted. Just now, Song Niannian was making a fuss, so he washed with her first, and then...
When the cold face looked at Song Niannian, his ears were red.
Song Niannian looked at him and smiled.
"It doesn't hurt."
She pulled up his arm, placed it on the couch, and then raised her face to rest it on the couch.
Reach out and hug Zhou Yan's waist.
"I didn't expect that the monk still had me in his heart. I'm very happy that he could look at me."
She stayed in his arms for a long time before speaking in a muffled voice.
"After I give birth and Miss Bai recovers her leg, we will go to the capital, and Prince Gu will redeem my official status and take me into his palace as a concubine."
"So, you can accompany me until I give birth, which can be considered as my last journey."
She leaned against his arms and spoke, and her breath hit his shirt, making Zhou Yan's chest hot as well.
After pregnancy, the breath is short.
Giving birth is more like the gate of hell!
The Gu Chenshu she mentioned said he wanted to marry her, but he left Song Niannian in the palace and let her give birth to a child alone.
Zhou Yan couldn't see her expression, but he could hear the fear in Song Niannian's voice.
The woman said it lightly, as if they had just been a casual couple and could separate in the future.
But she held his hand like she was holding a piece of driftwood and refused to let go.
"You want to take my child and marry someone else?" Zhou Yan's heart, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, was rarely touched. He was angry. "I won't allow it."
"Then you can take the child away." Song Niannian said after a while, "This child is not wanted by Prince Gu and Prince Lu either."
"They clearly pushed me onto others, and in the end, my body became valuable, but the child became a burden."
She let him go and lay down, as if talking to herself.
"Monk, since you like my body, please raise the child well. I know you are capable, but you hated me after being tricked by them."
"It just so happens that you can take care of the children from now on, and I can free up my hands to pursue my wealth."
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