Nie Ziyang went too far and almost had a gun fired. He only came to his senses when he remembered that she was on her period.
He propped himself up a little, lowered his head and kissed Lu Jingqian's frowning brows, "Silly baby, don't you know how to slap me now."
He turned over and lay down, wrapped her in the quilt and held her in his arms.
Their hearts beat equally fast, and it took a long time for them to slow down.
Lu Jingqian was wrapped up like a silkworm by him, unable to move. Thinking of his sudden stop, her eyelashes drooped slightly, "Your cousin didn't do anything to me. I lied to you before."
"I know." Nie Ziyang rubbed her head, "But he still has to pay the price for his stupidity."
Lu Jingqian was silent for a few seconds and said, "He came to kiss me, I slapped him, and he slapped me back. I didn't have much strength at the time, so he tore off my shirt. I felt sick when I thought he was your cousin. I don't know where I got the strength from, I kicked him away, picked up the bedside lamp and smashed it on his head, and then ran away."
Nie Ziyang felt a chill run down his spine when he heard this. He dared not think about what the consequences would be if she was any weaker.
Then he really knows how to kill people.
"How do you neutralize the drug's effects?" he asked in a low voice. She must have been in agony at that time.
Lu Jingqian's tears finally rolled down, "I wanted to call you, but I was so angry at the time. I knew there was something wrong with the glass of wine your mother gave me. I usually don't drink wine handed to me by others, but she is your mother, I didn't guard against her..."
Nie Ziyang hugged her so tightly that she could hardly breathe, but this strength somehow eased the discomfort in her heart.
"I went to the Lujiaming Hotel and soaked in a bathtub full of cold water until I got sick. I had a high fever the next day. For a full half month afterwards, I didn't have the heart to pay attention to you."
Lu Jingqian finished her story; she didn't want him to misunderstand.
"The baby is suffering." Nie Ziyang kissed her hair, reached into the quilt, and stroked her trembling back. "My husband is not with the baby. It's damn wrong."
The bitterness in Lu Jingqian's heart was somewhat dissipated by his coaxing, and she gradually calmed down.
"It's not your fault either."
She can still tell the difference.
That's why she couldn't be completely cruel to him after he returned to Kyoto, but that was his mother, and she couldn't remove him from this matter.
"How come it's not my fault? If it weren't for my relationship with her, would you have drunk the wine she handed you?" Nie Ziyang's heart ached.
Lu Jingqian looked at his distressed eyes and suddenly wanted to confide her grievances: "Do you know what I regretted most when your cousin slapped me and nearly knocked me unconscious, and he tore off my shirt. I thought I couldn't escape?"
"What is it?"
"I regret not giving you my first time earlier."
Lu Jingqian burst into tears.
But it was because of this regretful thought that she suddenly gathered the strength to kick away the man who was tearing her clothes and knock him unconscious with a desk lamp.
How could she, the young lady of the Lu family, be so embarrassing for the first time?
"Silly baby, why are you so silly..." Nie Ziyang hugged Lu Jingqian tightly, his heart completely torn apart by her.
It took Lu Jingqian a while to calm down. She gently rubbed Nie Ziyang's ear and said, "If you really want to think it through and live with me in the Lu family, I will never beat you again."
“…”
Nie Ziyang's heart was restored by her.
He reluctantly loosened his grip and reached out to rub her face, "Then let me slap you instead?"
"You dare."
"I said spanking."
“…”
Lu Jingqian blushed. What kind of person is he?
"I want to sleep, you go to the guest bedroom." She started to chase him away.
"I want to sleep in my wife's bed."
"Then I'll sleep in the guest bedroom."
"..."So what's the difference.
Nie Ziyang closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"You pig, go take a shower!" Lu Jingqian wanted to kick him, but the quilt restricted her freedom.
"My wife can't take a bath during her menstrual period." Nie Ziyang said confidently.
"It was my eighth day yesterday."
Otherwise why would she drink?
Nie Ziyang's eyes lit up, "So, it won't affect our wedding night tonight?"
“…”
A few seconds later, Nie Ziyang was pushed onto the bed.
He patted his butt, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. "My wife is so amazing. She's better at pushing than a pig."
“…”
Lu Jingqian felt that the thing she regretted most now was that she would never slap him again.
He really deserves a beating.
…
It was already morning when Meng Mingxuan woke up, and she found that she was still in Yan Mojiu's arms, with that hand, which was always warm, holding her waist.
The scenes from last night appeared in her mind in bits and pieces, along with some embarrassing sounds playing back, and the temperature in her cheeks suddenly rose.
"No need to reminisce, there will be more later."
Yan Mojiu opened his eyes without knowing when, admiring her blushing face.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan felt that she couldn't respond to this, so she covered her chest and slowly sat up.
She frowned, and Yan Mojiu stood up and hugged her shoulders, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can lie on the bed."
"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Meng Mingxuan bit her lip. He was gentle enough.
Yan Mojiu looked at her and said, "Don't be so stubborn."
Meng Mingxuan shook her head, got up from bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Yan Mojiu followed closely behind, pressed against her waist, and watched her squeeze toothpaste in the mirror, "Good morning, honey."
"...Good morning." Feeling that something was stirring behind her, Meng Mingxuan almost squeezed the toothpaste onto the sink.
"It seems like there are two words missing." Yan Mojiu bit her earlobe lightly, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Meng Mingxuan suppressed her laughter and repeated, "Good morning, husband."
"Be good."
Yan Mojiu stopped teasing her and let go of her arm. "I'm going to change my clothes and go to the company later. I'll be back early in the evening."
"Okay." Meng Mingxuan nodded and watched him leave.
After washing up, Meng Mingxuan walked into the bathroom and picked out a festive rose-red waisted short skirt to put on. When she was about to leave the room, her eyes suddenly fell on the relatively clean trash can, and found the little thing that had visited her body.
Meng Mingxuan took a few steps closer hesitantly.
After she saw it clearly, a sour and bitter feeling gradually emerged in her heart.
She knew he loved her, but she didn't expect he could love her to this extent.
Meng Mingxuan turned around and ran out of the room.
Yan Mojiu had just finished washing up and had not had time to change his clothes when a small butterfly suddenly flew into his arms.
His heart swelled slightly, and he reached out to catch her, "Have you been so clingy all along?"
"I'll help you."
She huddled in his arms, her hands reaching out.
Yan Mojiu was slightly shocked, his eyes fell on the top of the woman's head in his arms, "Did you see it?"
"Yeah." Meng Mingxuan's voice was soft.
Yan Mojiu sneered, "I thought you didn't understand."
"I've never eaten pork, but I've heard of pigs running. Besides, I've eaten pork now."
“…”
Yan Mojiu always felt that he was being hinted at by his wife.
But at this moment, he had no time to care about anything else.
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