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

Chapter 127 A Man's Reputation

She looked too petite and fragile when she was pregnant, but she had to consider the baby in her belly in everything.

It was so easy for the man to bully her. He grabbed her wrists, folded them, and placed them on both sides of her head in a suppressive posture.

Even if he hadn't locked the woman so forcefully and tightly, with the strength in her slender wrists, there would be no room for her to struggle against an adult man.

What's more, he is a man who is sexually dissatisfied...

Xing Mingyu kissed her lips almost obsessively. He found that he could never get enough of the girl's soft and tender lips.

Since Jiang Qianxun stared blankly with her eyes wide open, without giving any response, the man's progress was not smooth. He just let his limbs follow the instructions issued by his brain nerves, exploring the places he wanted to explore and eating the places he wanted to eat...

Just like in the hotel room in a small county town, on the dark bed in the yard, the man followed his body's instinct and wished he could comfortably taste all the fragrance, softness and sweetness on her body.

Jiang Qianxun's brain was very clear at the beginning. He understood everything, could take everything easy, and knew how to comfort himself - life is about dealing with each situation as it comes. He is the father of the child, and even if he can't stop and does it, it's no big deal.

What's more, Xing Mingyu's appearance is impeccable and his body is also in good shape!

Jiang Qianxun was now like a fish on a sticky board, at the mercy of the man. But after comforting herself mentally, she relaxed her consciousness and was taken advantage of by the man.

Jiang Qianxun opened her trembling almond-shaped eyes, and her breath was filled with the lustful masculine scent of a man.

She was a good woman and would not suffer a loss in front of her. She blinked her eyelashes slightly and kissed the man back. Then she saw that he was stunned and stopped. He supported himself with his arms and stared above her, raising his eyebrows, not understanding what she meant.

She panted: "Can you let go of my hand? I, I'm not running away."

Xing Mingyu then let go of one of her hands, thinking that she was feeling uncomfortable from being bruised.

The man's free hand seemed to have to grab something. His warm, rough palm firmly held the woman's fair and rosy face. The blue veins from the back of his hand to his arm were fiercely stretched one after another.

Full of the terrifying primitive power of a strong masculine man.

The man kissed her again. Jiang Qianxun opened her eyes and looked at his strong features. One of her hands was grabbed by him and forced to rest on the man's neck. She naturally hugged and touched the back of his hard neck.

The shaking fingers half touched the skin of his neck, which was hot, very hot, and part of it touched the collar of his shirt.

No matter how open-minded Jiang Qianxun is, there are times when she feels uncomfortable.

In the gap between kisses, she pressed a few weak fingers against Xing Mingyu's chest and asked: "Can you... turn off the lights?"

Xing Mingyu satisfied her and went to turn off the lights.

For him, it is not important whether the lights are turned off or not. He can probably relax at any place and at any time.

The room was finally pitch black. I had just turned off the lights and all I could see was darkness. After a while, I could clearly see the outline of a human shadow.

Xing Mingyu was patient. Even after drinking, he was not impatient or anxious. Instead, he was calm and steady. He didn't even know whether he had taken off his pants or not.

Jiang Qianxun's ears were buzzing from the kisses, and she seemed to hear vaguely the sound of a belt being unbuckled. It was crisp and pleasant, and it made her pores warm and made her dizzy and her ears tinnitus began to rise. She didn't know what this effect was.

She has experience, but not much.

Lifting aside the thick quilt that Chuqiu had just put on a few days ago, Xing Mingyu picked up Jiang Qianxun, who had become limp and stiff and unable to move, and laid her on his lap.

Of course Jiang Qianxun knew what he was going to do. They were too close to each other, and too tight. She buried herself in Xing Mingyu's arms, and could clearly hear each other's heartbeats, which were different from the usual thumping sounds, but were muffled and intense.

Xing Mingyu didn't say much. The dark room was filled with the sound of breathing. After a while, her pajamas were almost taken off.

"Xing Mingyu, it's okay, but I have a request." At the critical moment, Jiang Qianxun reached out for the phone.

Xing Mingyu raised his head, kissed her neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hmm?"

Jiang Qianxun's body trembled instinctively, but she also maintained some rationality. Her pink lips moved slightly, and her still weak fingers unlocked the phone screen and found the recording function: "I am willing to pay for it, but you have to promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will not take the custody of my child."

She was also very curious whether the phrase "lust can blind one's mind" was true, and whether men really let their brains listen to their lower bodies.

When you are in a woman's bed, you can't guarantee any promises.

Xing Mingyu was very angry at her for making such a demand without any hesitation, but she obviously liked it a little bit. She changed from being stiff to being cooperative, and then to speaking softly and sweetly even when making requests and negotiating conditions. He had no reason to refuse.

"I never said I would fight you for custody of the child. Okay? Put down your phone."

The man was talking while he saw her in the dark, like a small ball in his arms, her Adam's apple rolling back and forth. He leaned down, and his big hands were never idle for a second.

Jiang Qianxun was not the one who took the initiative. Even though she was not opposed to it, her reason still overcame her interest. "You have to promise me that I have to record it as evidence. I heard from someone close to you that there was a friend in your circle who was good friends with you when you were young. He ruthlessly snatched the child's custody from the mother... But don't ask who said it. I promised others that I would keep it a secret."

Xing Mingyu's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he felt uncomfortable all over. The only people who had told this secret were Uncle Song, his mother, or Uncle Jiang, who had been in contact with her nanny Aunt Lan recently.

But none of that matters.

What’s more important is that his brother Shang Beichen really has no manners. He was ruthless when fighting for custody of his child’s mother, and he single-handedly ruined the reputation of all men in their circle.

Xing Mingyu pinched her neck with his big hands, leaned over and kissed her for a long time: "Then you know, later my playmate's child's mother lived happily with her child every day. I heard that she used a method."

After saying that, the man kissed her again.

Jiang Qianxun spoke with great difficulty and in a soft and intermittent voice: "Um... well, what, a solution."

Xing Ming saw that she was about to be fooled, and he touched her face with his hands trembling with excitement, and said in a hoarse voice: "She takes the initiative to kiss the child's father about a hundred times every day. She never uses force with her own man, but sticks to the child's father and takes the initiative to use soft tactics. All men fall for this trick. Why don't you learn from her, huh?"

"..."

She suspected that Xing Mingyu was talking nonsense.

Xing Mingyu's passionate kiss covered her again, and his bewitching voice was now low and hoarse, which was already bewitching. The kiss that became more and more fierce and suffocating was even more deadly. Jiang Qianxun's brain was almost blank and she couldn't think anymore.

Her hands unconsciously wrapped around the man's neck.

Xing Mingyu had no self-control at all. She was pregnant and always reminded him in a low voice to pay attention to the safety of the baby... He listened to Jiang Qianxun's tone and gasped. His whole body tensed up and he couldn't control himself. While paying attention to safety, he was also thinking about how to have fun without restraint.

Jiang Qianxun's consciousness was confused and her brain seemed to be becoming less and less responsive.

She was totally not herself anymore.

By the end, Jiang Qianxun didn't know how he went from being clear-headed to being an idiot who couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The dark sky outside was like a huge container, filled with a lot of white. After being stirred several times, it turned bright into blue and gray, and the indescribable darkness and dawn were entangled and intertwined.

After a while, the white eye of the fish belly will appear on the horizon.

Xing Mingyu went to the bathroom to wet a hot towel, held it in his hand, and after returning to the bedroom, he carefully turned the person over and wiped all the places on her arm that needed to be wiped.

The bed and her body were in a mess beyond his expectations.

Finally, Xing Mingyu licked his thin lips and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, but he just held his teeth on the cigarette as he didn't have time to light it yet. The important thing was to get a basin of warm water and take it to the bedroom, then wash the towel and wipe her.

The sheets need to be changed.

She also had to change her pajamas that were affected.

The edges and corners were wet even more than a towel.

After cleaning the woman and the bed sheets, Xing Mingyu finally sat down on the chair on the terrace with a relaxed look on his face, his legs crossed, and in the bright morning light, he seriously finished a cigarette after the incident.

The sun gently breaks through the clouds.

After a while, he returned to the room worriedly, lifted the quilt, and checked whether Jiang Qianxun was okay while sleeping.

After all, the baby in her belly is his.

Xing Mingyu was frightened by the inexplicable bleeding last time.

He also knew that he was too impulsive and blamed himself afterwards.

Fortunately, everything was fine this time.

Xing Mingyu lifted the quilt and checked her gently, then covered her with the quilt.

The man reached out and covered Jiang Qianxun's neck with the quilt, and tucked it carefully along her chin.

Then he leaned over and stood beside the big bed. He took her little hand that was resting outside the quilt and played with it for an unknown amount of time. He touched each finger carefully, put it to his lips, held it in his hand, back and forth, over and over again.

Xing Mingyu is a grown man, and he has always been used to being rough and hard. So when he suddenly finds something so soft and fragrant next to him, he feels it is rare and strange, and he can't help but want to stare at it more and pinch it more.