On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

Chapter 157 Only Others Coax Him

I really want to ask him, how could he comfort himself?

Do those two sentences that night count as coaxing?

Yes, he did say sorry, but he didn't even give any explanation as to why he didn't come back after his family left dinner for him.

He didn't reply to her message and turned off his phone.

Finally, he returned to her home with another woman's hair.

Clearly, before that night, he was in her room, very intimate...

Later, he ignored her for more than half a month.

Now, he suddenly came to ask her how to coax her.

Are you blaming her for being difficult to appease?

The man saw that she had her eyes downcast, and he couldn't see her emotions. Only her red lips were bitten, just like when she reached the peak and could no longer bear him.

Xing Mingyu's eyes became darker unconsciously, and he couldn't help but reach out his rough big hands, holding up her palm-sized face, taking in all her emotions, waiting for her to give him orders.

Jiang Qianxun raised her eyes aggrievedly, her wet eyes looking into the man's deep eyes: "Xing Mingyu, have you never needed to coax anyone in the past thirty years?"

The man stared at her with burning eyes, as if he was recalling carefully, and then he hummed in a low voice: "Yes."

Jiang Qianxun pursed her lips, feeling very stupid.

Come to think of it, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he has everything he wants, there are people around him naturally, and only others can coax him, so how can he have the right to coax others?

What's more, there is no relationship between them, so what right does she have to let him coax her?

It was the utmost condescension for him to ask her in a humble manner.

She tried hard to hold back her tears and continued to ask, "You don't have to apologize when you do something wrong, right?"

He doesn't need to coax people, but what if he does something wrong?

The hair on his body that came from nowhere was almost becoming a thorn in her heart. Didn't he have any explanation?

She never questioned the source of the hair of the woman close to her because she had no position or identity.

But I didn't come back for dinner that night because I was spending time with the owner of the hair.

What she cared about was that he didn't tell her which woman he was with that night, which was why he was late for dinner.

"I didn't do anything wrong." The man answered confidently and frankly.

Hearing this, she burst into laughter.

She had been through it all, and he still said he had done nothing wrong.

Suddenly she felt that she really couldn't live with such a superior man.

He is used to being overbearing and dictatorial, and is full of lies. Even if he does something wrong, he naturally thinks it is someone else's fault, so a cold war begins, and after the cold war, he blames others for being difficult to serve.

And she already felt insecure, and he bullied her like this.

With their personalities, even if they are just the child's father and mother, frictions will occasionally arise when they get along with each other.

Where there is friction there will be quarrels.

Whenever they had an argument, he would start doing the same old things again. She felt insecure, and it became a vicious cycle.

It’s so depressing. Why is he the child’s father?

She felt extremely wronged.

Forget it.

Jiang Qianxun didn't want to talk to him anymore. It was too tiring. Didn't he just want to touch the child?

Just fulfill him.

After all, he is the father of the child and this is his right.

Jiang Qianxun held back the tears that were about to flow out of her eyes and turned to look at him: "Don't you want to touch the child? Go ahead and finish it sooner so that I can go home earlier."

When the man saw that she suddenly agreed, and the reason was to go home early, his eyes gradually became cold and deep.

Jiang Qianxun thought he wanted to watch from here, so she didn't waste any words. She put her hands slightly back and supported them on the dressing table, with her pregnant belly bulging... This way it would be more convenient for him to see.

The man did lean over, but not to look at her belly. Instead, he pressed his upper body down according to her position, his fiery eyes getting closer and closer to her.

Such a look...

Jiang Qianxun's heart started beating fast and her face turned red.

She was just about to say that if he wanted to touch the child, he should just touch the child and be serious, but suddenly, the man grabbed her waist and hugged her.

By the time she reacted, he had already grabbed her waist and carried her to sit on the edge of the bed in the bedroom in the lounge.

The man knelt on one knee in front of her, his body straight, with two warm big hands, one on her lower back, the other covering her bulging belly, his big palm touching her gently over and over again through her maternity clothes.

He didn't use much strength, as if he was afraid of hurting her and the baby. He moved his big hands back and forth several times before stopping. He raised his handsome face, looked at her and spoke.

"Where are the baby's feet? Where are his head and hands?"

Jiang Qianxun was stumped by this question and shook her head blankly: "I haven't experienced fetal movement yet, so I don't know."

In fact, even if the fetus moves, she doesn't know where the feet, head and hands are.

The man stared at her belly and thought of the photos she had taken before. The gloomy atmosphere surrounding him finally dissipated.

"Let me ask."

She heard this and twitched her lips.

How to ask? He is not a god who can communicate with babies who have not yet fully taken human form.

However, the man seemed serious. He gently touched her belly with his fingertips through her clothes and "asked" her seriously.

"Here are the little feet?"

After asking, her belly did not respond. Instead, she felt a slight tingling sensation because of the moderate force he pressed on it.

Her ears turned red with embarrassment, and she was about to interrupt the man's childish behavior, when suddenly, she felt a slight itching in her lower abdomen, just like the feeling of gas running around in the lower abdomen when one's stomach is uncomfortable.

Looking down, he saw that his belly, which had been motionless, was bulging a little, as if it was caused by a child's feet or hands, and the bulge was less than an inch away from where the man's fingertips were.

She looked at that spot in disbelief, her eyes wide open: "Look, the baby is moving!"

This feeling is so magical.

She suddenly laughed excitedly.

There was a living baby in her belly kicking her, but she didn't feel any pain, just a slight itch.

Xing Mingyu also saw it, and his sense of reality as a father increased. He moved his neatly trimmed fingertips a little and tapped the raised area again, and his fingers were in no hurry to leave.

A few seconds later.

That place suddenly bulged up again.

Like bubbling.

Moreover, this time the bulge lasted several seconds longer than the first time. Xing Mingyu's fingers were in contact with the bulge for several seconds through the clothes and belly.

This time, Jiang Qianxun saw it clearly. She couldn't help but put her slender white fingers up there.

Two seconds later, the bulge gradually disappeared.

“The baby is really moving!”

Why didn’t the fetus move before today, but it started moving as soon as Xing Mingyu touched it?

Is it the connection between father and child?

"Yeah, it moved."

Seeing the little woman's slender and beautiful little fingertips touching his fingertips, Xing Mingyu withdrew from the joy of becoming a father for the first time, looked at the slender finger with deep eyes, and suddenly took her hand again.

"Would you like to try again?"

Feeling the man's hot hand, Jiang Qianxun realized that the two of them had been getting closer and closer without her noticing. Thinking of his coldness and difficulties towards her today, she suddenly put away her emotions and her expression returned to being cold.

"No need, the baby is in my belly, I can try anytime I want. If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

After saying that, she tried to break free from his warm hands and leave.

However, the man did not let go, instead he held her wrist tightly with great force.

Jiang Qianxun: "Let go... You've touched the child, what else do you want?"

"What can I do?"

Seeing the little woman crying, Xing Mingyu felt as if someone was grabbing his heart. He couldn't help but lower his posture, and his voice became hoarse. He leaned forward with his thin lips and gently kissed away her tears.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Seeing the man stand up, one hand still holding her wrist, the other hand holding her face, kissing away the tears there one by one, after every two kisses, he paused, his fiery eyes still looking into hers, and then continued looking into her eyes.

From the wet eyes, to the pale face, to the bridge of the nose...

His breath mingled with hers, as if he were kissing some precious treasure.

Being comforted like this, she forgot to be sad. She just felt that this posture was too intimate. His lips and tongue seemed to have magic, making her want to cater to him and avoid him at the same time. Her heartbeat gradually became disordered.

After the man had wiped away all the tears on her face, Jiang Qianxun used the hand that was not held to support herself. Just as she was trying to get up and leave, a tall shadow cast a shadow over her. Her bright and innocent eyes met the man's thin lips that were bent over her.

The man's slender and powerful arms clasped her waist. The big hand that was originally holding her little face stretched out to the back of her head. He pressed her into his arms and pried open her tender and soft red lips.

Tasting her minty mouth, his eyes became darker and his throat rolled in suppression.

The woman in his arms moaned softly and her body gradually went limp.

Feeling this subtle change, the man's breathing became heavier.

He tightened his grip around her waist and gently laid her down.

His body was tense with excitement, and before she could react, he grabbed her wrists and pressed them to both sides of her ears, then pressed them again.

From comforting to plundering, with her mouth still being violently attacked by the man, Jiang Qianxun came to her senses and became completely panicked. She tilted her head to avoid his fierce kiss.

"Xing Mingyu...you, um..."

Before she could finish her words, the man held her head in his hands and continued to deepen the kiss.

She was forced to bear it and could only try to push him away with her loosened right hand.

But he seemed to know what she was going to do and grabbed her with his big hand again.

He held her small hand and she could only feel his long, dry fingers with distinct joints.

As their skin touched, she seemed to be able to feel the man's throbbing blood vessels and the frequency of his heartbeat through his fingers, which was very scary.

Looking up, she saw the man's brown eyes filled with emotions she didn't understand. The heat in them was growing stronger and stronger, threatening to swallow her up.

This state...

She was really scared and didn't dare to move. She was also dazed by his kiss.

He gradually slowed down his force until she felt difficulty breathing and her lips were numb and painful and she lost all feeling.

She gradually came to her senses.

The small hand grasped the collar of his white shirt and pushed it gently, and the tongue withdrew from his mouth.

In this atmosphere, she didn't dare to look at him, nor did she dare to pursue anything. She just wanted to leave: "I really want to go home. There are many people at home waiting for me to go back."

But the man continued to kiss her swollen lips, again and again, his voice hoarse and extremely sexy.

"I don't want to let you go back."

"Why, why?" Jiang Qianxun lay limply, her face flushed, staring at him with misty eyes.

The man grabbed her hand and kissed it on his lips. Then he pulled it in a certain direction and kissed her forehead tenderly with his thin lips, his Adam's apple sliding up and down.

"Twice a week."

Jiang Qianxun was completely furious. She pulled her hand back, bit her lip lightly, and gritted her teeth: "Xing Mingyu, you are shameless..."

This is at the company. He hasn't left work yet, and Assistant Zhou must not have left either.

Although it's a lounge, the door is not locked yet, so there's no guarantee that someone won't break in...