Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 221

Song Yixian knew that she had this problem again during menstruation.

Stomach will be cold and hurt.

His big hands not only placed on her belly, but also rubbed it clockwise.

Made her feel better.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be wearing any clothes, and the two of them are close to each other, the upper body is only separated by a thin layer of her clothing, while the lower body is flesh to flesh, transmitting warmth to each other.

Fortunately, that man still knew a little bit of shame, so he wore the little pants inside.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol was removed from his body, let alone the smell of women's perfume, which made Liang Jincheng feel better.

Knowing that she couldn't resist that person, she simply moved around in his arms and found a comfortable position to enjoy his massage.

"Do I smell good now?"

Before Liang Jincheng came back to her senses, she was stunned for a while, and said, "It's a little better than before."

"It's quite a request." He said coldly, moved his big hand from his belly to his chest, and squeezed it again.

Liang Jincheng blocked it with her hands, but she couldn't.

She blushed and punched him twice in the chest angrily.

The pink fist was painless on his body.

"Don't make trouble with me. I'm really uncomfortable. My body is very uncomfortable." When she said it, she still felt a little wronged. She felt that the man in front of her was gentle and considerate, but he was still too strong.

What happened with him in the past few days, although the two of them were deeply in love, but after careful consideration, Liang Jincheng was still resisting, and Song Yixian seemed a little forced.

It's just that Liang Jincheng only resisted a few times, but failed to resist the whole time.

She is a big cake to Song Yixian. Song Yixian may not be as attractive as a big cake to Liang Jincheng, but she also has the charm of chocolate.

In front of delicious food, people are hungry and thirsty, how can they bear it.

But in Liang Jincheng's view, that was not her original intention.

So it still has to be counted as being forced by Song Yixian.

And I made it halfway.

In Song Yixian's arms, Liang Jincheng was like a ball of white cotton, or glutinous rice dumpling, soft and tender, very comfortable to touch.

If Song Yixian looked carefully, he could still see that Liang Jincheng's cheeks were also pink.

Like a Barbie doll.

Song Yixian didn't withdraw his hand because of Liang Jincheng's words, but someone knocked on the door outside the office.

Song Yixian replied, "Come in."

The office door opened.

Liang Jincheng was startled, knowing that someone had come in, she quickly buried her head in Song Yixian's chest, curled up, and hid herself in the blanket.

Fang Yuan opened the door and kept his head down. He is also a man, so he naturally knew what Song Yixian and Liang Jincheng were doing together these days.

"President, I bought the brown sugar back." Fang Yuan said respectfully.

Song Yixian gave a faint "um", "Let's put it down."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yuan left and closed the door behind him.

Song Yixian rubbed her stomach for a while, and then said: "I'll help you make a cup of brown sugar water, just wait for me."

Before Liang Jincheng could respond, he got off the sofa bed.

The kettle in the tea room had already boiled before he carried Liang Jincheng back to the sofa bed, and it happened to be boiling right now.

Song Yixian took brown sugar and poured it into a cup, then stirred it with a spoon, and took it out.

The hot water was placed on the coffee table, and the man had already held Liang Jincheng in his arms.

Eyebrows softly said: "It's a little hot, I'll feed you later."

Then he began to rub her belly carefully.

Every few minutes, Song Yixian stretched out his long arms from under the blanket to check the temperature of the brown sugar water.

After trying several times, Song Yixian helped her up, "The temperature is almost up, try it."

Song Yixian took the cup and slowly placed it on her lips, holding it firmly with his big hand.

The brown sugar water passed through the lips and teeth, slid over the taste buds, and reached the stomach, and the temperature spread to the abdomen, making the sleepy woman feel much more comfortable.

The brown sugar is delicious, and it feels different from what she usually drinks.

But I can't tell what's different, but it's delicious.

Maybe it's because he made this cup of brown sugar water with his own hands, and he also fed it with his own hands, so the taste is different.

Then he asked, "Do you still want to drink?"

Liang Jincheng shook her head, she was already full after drinking a cup of brown sugar water.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Liang Jincheng still shook her head, "I ate a lot of the food you asked the secretary to bring in this afternoon, and I couldn't eat anymore. My stomach is very full now."

"It's fine if you're not hungry, rest when you feel tired, I'll be with you."

Song Yixian's voice was warm, warming her ears.

After she responded with a low "hmm", she closed her eyes.

Song Yixian lowered his head and pressed his nose into her hair. The unique fragrance of a woman lingered on the tip of his nose, which smelled very good.

He liked it so much that he took two more sips.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the beauty was in his arms, so he couldn't touch it.

Holding her, there is a feeling of drinking poison to quench thirst.

Doesn't address his real needs.

It was always easy for Liang Jincheng to stir up his flames.

The big hand slid across her hair, and the white back of the neck and earlobes satisfied the appetite of the vision.

……

Liang Jincheng slept well at night, not very heavy.

One is because of stomach pain.

The second is because someone is messing with her.

From time to time, I would make trouble with her.

Although the movement was not heavy, it was still light, but she still woke up several times at night.

Early the next morning, it was Liang Jincheng who drove the Land Rover to buy breakfast, and planned to have it with Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng messed around in the toilet for a while.

Because it leaked last night.

The leak was serious.

Song Yixian was also taken aback.

Not to mention that the sofa bed was completely stained, Song Yixian's body was also covered with blurred blood.

People who don't know must think that someone hurt the aorta.

Liang Jincheng sat on the toilet with a blushing face, her hands clenched into fists.

Ashamed.

She has done many embarrassing things, especially in front of Song Yixian.

Liang Jincheng stayed inside for half an hour before coming out.

When she came out, she saw a puddle of marks on the sofa. She turned her eyes away, completely ashamed to look at it.

It's just that he caught a glimpse of Song Yixian, who was only wearing small trousers, and he was also stained.

But he was wearing a bathrobe, so the traces were not very clear.

It's just that Song Yixian's performance was not as embarrassing as Liang Jincheng imagined, but he was very concerned: "Are you okay?"

Liang Jincheng lowered her head and nodded, "It's, it's okay, I'm fine, you can go clean it."

Song Yixian strode up to her, picked her up again, put her on his leather office chair, and took a clean white towel from the bathroom.

Then wipe her feet, there are drops of water on her feet, and she wears sandals and slippers when she takes a bath, and when she steps on the sandals and slippers again after drying her feet, the water drops are stained.

He said: "Don't touch cold water at this time, remember?"

When Song Yixian became more careful, even Liang Jincheng would be speechless.

Liang Jincheng nodded, her face was flushed, she felt shy, and she replied slightly: "Yes."

Song Yixian helped her dry her clothes, and found a new blanket to cover her.

At this time, someone knocked on the office door again.

Song Yixian went to open the door in person, and there were two doctors in white coats standing at the door, a middle-aged woman in her 40s, and a young girl who matched her own age.

On the way from the office door to the big leather chair behind the desk, Song Yixian explained Liang Jincheng's physical condition before and after, looking very nervous.

Liang Jincheng was startled. Was the doctor invited for her?
Song Yixian and the doctor walked in front of Liang Jincheng, and Song Yixian said, "It's a menstrual period, but the amount during menstruation seems to be too much."

The doctor nodded, looked at Liang Jincheng's complexion, and took his pulse seriously.

This is still a Chinese medicine doctor.

Then Song Yixian asked many questions, and the doctor patiently explained them.

In the end, the doctor said: "It's okay, I'm a little qi-deficiency anemia, just take more supplements."

Hearing this, Song Yixian breathed a sigh of relief.

And Liang Jincheng blushed, unable to lift herself up.

Song Yixian couldn't bear to talk about a woman's personal affairs like this, but she also understood that when seeing a doctor, she should treat it dialectically.

But I felt uncomfortable, and my face seemed to be flushed with blood, too red.

After sending the doctor away, Song Yixian took off the bathrobe, the color on the trousers was obvious.

A very deep patch of red.

Liang Jincheng hurriedly said, "Hurry up and replace it, it's dirty."

Song Yixian, who was going to go to the bathroom, frowned, instead of going to the bathroom, he walked into her instead, "Huh? Yesterday you said I was smelly, and today you said I was dirty?"

Liang Jincheng lowered her head, too lazy to look at him.

Seeing her like this, Song Yixian raised her face and wanted to ask her.

Liang Jincheng didn't want to, but the man insisted on straightening her face, kissing and kissing before giving up.

"I mean the pants are dirty, but I didn't say you..."

"But you said yesterday that I stink!"

"You stink yesterday."

"Men smoke and drink while socializing, you should know and be considerate." Standing in front of him, the man refused to go to the bathroom.

Liang Jincheng wished she could push him in.

"Smoking and drinking are acceptable, but it's just a woman's perfume. God knows where you came from." Liang Jincheng was a little annoyed when she said this.

Song Yixian frowned, and asked, "Huh? A woman's perfume?"

Liang Jincheng: "It's a woman's perfume."

Song Yixian chuckled, "So it's because of this that you are angry with me."

Liang Jincheng denied, "I'm not angry."

Song Yixian reached out and pinched her chin: "I'm not angry, why don't you look at me when you talk."

Liang Jincheng replied: "You are not very good-looking, why should I look at you?"

But her eyes were forced to meet him, "I'm not good-looking? When did you learn to lie?"

Liang Jincheng pursed her lips, and felt that this sentence was a lie. Song Yixian is not good-looking, and there should be no good-looking people in this world.

But why is he so narcissistic.

"If I'm not good-looking, how can I be worthy of such a good-looking you?"

That man has a thick skin, and he doesn't care about the occasion when he praises others.

After speaking, the man kissed her down and rubbed her lips back and forth.

(End of this chapter)