That night, Hua Qingcheng stayed at Bingquanxuan, under the pretext of celebrating Han Yichen's promotion to the rank of Second Rank Princess and Virtuous Monarch.
"Achen, it's already midnight. Why are you still there instead of going to bed?" Hua Qingcheng, leaning against the head of the bed, looked suspiciously at Han Yichen, who was busy sitting in front of the dressing table.
"Xiao Qingcheng, tell me... have I become less attractive?"
Han Yichen caressed his slightly bulging belly, which showed he was over four months pregnant, with a sad look on his face. He looked left and right, frowning slightly, pouting, seemingly dissatisfied with his reflection.
"Who said that? In this Laifeng country, no, in the whole world, is there any man more handsome than my Achen?" Hua Qingcheng saw that Han Yichen started to lose his temper again, so she quickly lifted the quilt covering her body, got off the bed, and walked to Han Yichen's side.
"Really?" Han Yichen first looked in the mirror at a brown spot the size of a needle tip at the corner of his eye, then raised his head to look at the woman standing next to him.
Although he could use medication to remove the spots on his face, he was pregnant at the time, so he tried not to use medication as much as possible...
Hua Qingcheng raised her hand and pinched Han Yichen's cheek, then gently smoothed the wrinkles between his brows. Then she smiled and said, "Of course it's true. Ah Chen, you are still in the prime of your youth and beauty. Even if you are seventy or eighty years old, with white hair and no teeth, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart."
Han Yichen was delighted to hear what Hua Qingcheng said, and a smile immediately spread across his face. He took Hua Qingcheng's hand and sat in front of the mirror together. He said, "Xiao Qingcheng, come and look in the mirror too. Look at yourself. You've become so thin. Your chin has become so pointed."
Hua Qingcheng sat in front of the mirror, carefully examining herself. She looked left and right, muttering to herself, "How could that be? I'm still so beautiful and charming."
Han Yichen, who was standing by, couldn't help laughing at his wife's narcissistic appearance, but pretended to be serious and said, "No, from tomorrow on, Xiao Qingcheng, you must take good care of yourself."
As the saying goes, "Being fat ruins everything."
Despite Hua Qingcheng's natural beauty, Han Yichen secretly resolved to keep his young wife plump and plump. That way, even if he lost his looks one day and became unattractive, he wouldn't look out of place standing next to the voluptuous Hua Qingcheng. Furthermore, this would deter those who harbored ill intentions towards Hua Qingcheng and sought to curry favor with her...
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, my dear Achen." Hua Qingcheng, who was completely unaware of Han Yichen's little thoughts, smiled gently and softly coaxed her third husband.
Hearing what his young wife said, Han Yichen's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining an imperceptible shallow arc. His mood, which was originally up and down because of worrying that Hua Qingcheng would change her heart, instantly became much more at ease.
"Little Qingcheng~"
Although Han Yichen was pregnant, his handsome face did not change because of the pregnancy.
His narrow, alluring eyes, with slightly upturned corners, seemed to hold a wicked charm, constantly emitting an alluring allure. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye was like a twinkling star in the night sky, flickering from time to time, adding a touch of mystery to him.
At this moment, Han San Ge was using his alluring eyes and charming smile to sweep through Hua Qingcheng's heart like a spring breeze. Facing the evil and charming San Hu Lang, Hua Qingcheng felt that half of her soul had been seduced by him in an instant.
Seeing Hua Qingcheng staring at him in a daze, Han Yichen raised the corners of his lips slightly. Then he took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Hua Qingcheng's neck, blowing gently in her ear, his voice as gentle as a pool of spring water: "Xiao Qingcheng, it's getting late. Should we... go to bed?"
Han Yichen's scent suddenly filled her face like a spring breeze. Whether it was the warm breath brushing against her neck and ears, or the enchanting voice, it all made Hua Qingcheng completely intoxicated. Every bone in her body seemed to soften instantly. Hua Qingcheng secretly sighed inwardly, "Monster!" and then gently pressed a tender kiss to the side of Han Yichen's cheek.
"Achen, I can't believe that a man as handsome and elegant as Long Yitian actually has a son like you who is so evil, charming and bewitching!" Hua Qingcheng gently held Han Yichen's face and teased with a smile.
After hearing Hua Qingcheng's words, Han Yichen was not annoyed, but rather very pleased, because he knew very well that this set of his had a fatal attraction to his young wife. This was the unique charm of his third brother Han!
"Xiao Qingcheng, your third brother Han is the most handsome man in the world. You have found a treasure..." Han Yichen smiled confidently and hugged Hua Qingcheng's waist even tighter with his hands.
Hua Qingcheng was immediately amused by him, "Yes, yes, of course our Achen is the most beautiful..."
The two of them walked towards the bed hugging each other. Hua Qingcheng carefully supported Han Yichen, fearing that he would get bumped or hurt.
Lying on the bed, Han Yichen gently caressed Hua Qingcheng's face, his eyes filled with sweetness and tenderness, "Thank you, Xiao Qingcheng. Thank you for giving Achen a home..."
Hua Qingcheng kissed Han Yichen's lips, "Achen, we are a family. We will have to go through more ups and downs together in the future, and see the three thousand glitz and glamour of this world together..."
Han Yichen's heart rippled when he heard these words, and his eyes instantly became moist, as if misty. He suppressed his emotion and hugged Hua Qingcheng's neck tightly, melting all his love and gratitude into this sweet embrace.
The two, each with a shared affection, embraced each other passionately after their clothes gradually fell off, a spark of passion ignited. Hua Qingcheng's movements were gentle, as if she were protecting a priceless treasure, as she and Han Yichen enjoyed the joy of love...
As the night deepened, the room was filled with a warm atmosphere. The two of them hugged each other tightly and fell into a sweet dream together...
The next morning, the dawn light spread across the earth like a veil, and Hua Qingcheng, who was sleeping in Han Yichen's arms, slowly woke up.
She gently caressed the sleeping man beside her, her eyes full of tender love, and then she gently placed a kiss on his forehead, as gentle as a spring breeze.
"Achen, sleep a little longer." Hua Qingcheng said softly, as if afraid of disturbing her lover's sweet dream.
Hua Qingcheng tucked the quilt for Han Yichen, then stood up, put on her coat, quietly left Bingquanxuan, and walked towards Xiaoyaoju not far away.
However, when Hua Qingcheng arrived at the door of Zuo'an's dormitory, she heard a retching sound from inside, exploding in her ears like thunder...
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