12dz Chapter 335: Clothes come to you, food comes to you
Chapter 335: Clothes come to you, food comes to you
Qin Xiuyuan and Ji's mother entered the room together, and Xiaoqing knelt down and retreated.
Ji's mother gently adjusted the coat draped over the back of the person, covering the right shoulder and right arm exposed by the strange off-shoulder dress inside. Qin Xiuyuan opened the soup bowl, and it was pork ribs and ginseng soup again.
Just the smell of the ginseng soup made her feel like vomiting. Before she could react, she dry-heaved twice, "Ugh! Ugh!" and grimaced in pain in her shoulders and neck.
The ginseng soup was quickly moved away, and the man stood up and went out, "I'll go check on the fish porridge."
"My little grandson is starting to bother me." Mother Ji brought some water for someone to rinse his mouth. "Shushu, you've been through a lot."
It's true. After sowing seeds a thousand times at home, nothing sprouted. Then, after a few days of fooling around at the horse ranch, something unexpected happened. Really! Thinking back to those days when I was tossed and turned by a man, my body was almost falling apart. With this child, a good reputation is completely out of her reach. It's been truly exhausting!
"Mom, it's itchy and painful."
Ji's mother lifted her coat again, dabbed some osmanthus oil on her hands, and gently massaged the wound. Wangshu leaned back on the chair with his head tilted back, "Be gentle. Just scratch."
Ji's mother's hands were too smooth. If she pressed hard, it would hurt. But even without applying pressure, the itch wouldn't stop. Wangshu felt uncomfortable. "Goodbye. Let's change someone else. Mother, please go out."
The man pulled up his shoulder, and his big palm with thick calluses moved around and pressed lightly with endless heat. Wangshu deliberately didn't look at his expression at this time. He could hear bursts of rapid and heavy breathing in his ears. The strap on his left shoulder was untied, one on the right and one on the left, bandaged and exposed, red and swollen and white and soft, the physical disability and beauty strongly conflicted.
The clothes slid down to his belly, and his little seed was struggling to grow. His delicate little belly would expand day by day. Qin Xiuyuan's blood instantly boiled as he watched and thought about it, and all the blood in his body rushed to one place, "Shushu, bear with it."
The mouth that had held ice water slowly licked the area around the hot, swollen and painful wound, and his eyes were filled with an unresolved thought.
It was cool and comfortable, but I was stared at for a long time by extremely unfriendly eyes. Wangshu: ...
Slowly crossing her legs under the tight skirt, the man spitted out the soft flesh, biting her lips as she moaned softly, "I'll feed you well tonight." He whispered a few extremely obscene words in her ear. The woman gasped when she heard it, and for a moment she lost her strength and pulled the wound on her shoulder and neck, crying in pain.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Damn it! Dared to lay hands on his woman, Qin Xiuyuan was filled with hatred, gnashing his teeth, his eyes green as a wolf's light, "Shushu, just wait and see how I kill those beasts!"
Wangshu took a deep breath to calm down, and with tears in his eyes, he looked at the man's disheveled lower body and his upper body showing his ferocious desire to eat human flesh. Well, his penis hair was shaking with anger, which was quite rare. Suck! He was so happy that he bared his teeth and grimaced. He didn't care if his shoulders and neck hurt so much!
The days of recuperation were long, and the injury was on his right hand, leaving his left hand which was useless and could not hold a pen or chopsticks. With his right arm in a sling, Wangshu had to live a disabled life, stretching out his left hand to get his shirt, and opening his mouth for food.
In the morning, they woke naturally. Xiaoqing helped with the washing, toileting, and urinating. Ji's mother brought over small wontons, fish porridge, and lean meat porridge in various ways, then wandered over to the siblings' small classroom to enjoy the show. When the men returned home, everyone shared a hearty lunch. They ate a few bites here and there, then looked at the account books. When they felt tired, they went back to their rooms for a nap. Once they woke up, they ate and drank again, then went to the courtyard to watch the beautiful woman teach her daughter, or watch her son, who was screaming and learning from Tang Bo.
As the sun sets, the family enjoys a hearty meal. In the study, the man reads the county newspapers, holding the woman, who is working on the account books, in his arms. His left hand strokes her growing belly, past the line.
The belly was expanding rather quickly, but the old man couldn't find anything unusual. Seeing that Mingxi was in front of him, the man couldn't help but wonder, "Will there be a pair of little treasures?"
Being touched made her itch, so she snuggled into his arms to please him, but it ruined the mood: "You eat five or six meals a day, all fat and shit."
Qin Xiuyuan:! Calling your unborn baby shit! Sometimes I really want to sew your mouth shut! "Say something nice."
"When will you pay me the money I owe you?"
The fire in my heart was extinguished by the cold water... I took out the two copper coins from my pocket, and as expected, the rich man rolled his eyes in disgust.
Like mother, like children. Qin Xiuyuan, accustomed to watching his wife and children's noses at home, was very calm: "There is a long way to go..."
"You used to say you could take care of the baby while I could go to the horse racing, listen to operas, and learn to dance..."
Qin Xiuyuan bowed his head.
The woman was aggressive, pointing and talking at him, her little mouth becoming more and more angry as she thought about it: "I went to the horse race, and you were doing such a rotten thing at the racecourse... The world is so corrupt, and you made my stomach like this!"
The man was completely speechless.
The fetus was becoming more stable, though still floating forward and gradually bulging as before. Every day while she was wearing the belly support belt, Wangshu couldn't help but curse silently. Pregnancy was the antithesis of dignity. With her right arm in a sling, her belly bulging, and her eating, drinking, and defecation all dependent on others, her temper grew.
Qin Xiuyuan never left the house unless it was important. His subordinates would report to him in person if they had important matters. On this day, he was practicing lifting with a pair of iron balls in one hand while watching Mingxi stretch her legs. He took Zheng Da's case closing document and scanned it until he read the final, small-print conclusion: "He has confessed his wrongdoing. It is recommended that the entire family and clan be slaughtered and buried, and the mansion sealed."
"Yes." With one word, one hundred and five lives were lost. Zhang San, standing to one side, sighed silently for the innocent women and children implicated. The general was kind, but only if he didn't touch his weak spot. Zhou Yi's arrow, oh Zhou Yi's arrow, I'll be reborn with more eyesight in my next life!
Three men entered the study room one after another, one in front and two behind. Before lifting his legs, Qin Xiuyuan wiped the sweat off his daughter's face. The little girl's white, tender and slender body was red and sweaty after spinning around continuously. She was so well-behaved and hard-working that he leaned over and kissed her twice.
He had been keeping his eyes on the exciting tights dancer without any concealment. At this time, Zheng Da had to look at Zhang San. Look, the daughter is really more favored than the son!
Most women shy away from being noticed, but Lan Xi, accustomed to all sorts of malicious stares, kept her brows lowered and her eyes submissive throughout the entire process. She instructed her young apprentice in a steady voice, "Keep your instep straight. Hold your breath."
Being a lowly person, obedience is the only way to survive. Unlike the ladies here, she is still wearing a tight dress to show her figure, even with her belly protruding and her arms in a sling. She is leisurely and self-sufficient, but no one dares to look at her so brazenly. She has a kind of superior and comfortable freedom.
Some other pregnant women suffer from pregnancy shame and hide their belly, refusing to show it or even dare to go out. But Wangshu is different. She wears clothes that suit her taste and figure, showing off her round belly without any shyness.
The clothes are all specially made, with belly support belts fixed on the shoulders and back, stretched and crossed to the belly and fixed with buttons. The thin and non-revealing clothes come in any color. Today she pointed to a smoky-colored long dress, which was loose at the belly and tight at other places. The pearl belt was moved up, making her look gentle and dignified.