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Chapter 256 But if it was Xing Ming Yu...

"What are you thinking about?" Xing Mingyu wrapped her hands in his slender and clean hands, put his head close to hers, and touched her cheeks with his thin lips again and again.

His eyes couldn't help but look down, looking at the little woman who belonged to him.

Even though it was just a profile, he thought it was perfect and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Her seaweed-like hair was spread out, and a few strands of it slid across his strong and muscular arms.

It was so gentle and soft that it made his heart itch.

However, seeing that her attention was not on him, he felt itchy in his heart and a little worried.

"Nothing, maybe I'm tired." Jiang Qianxun said, and feeling the man's touch, she also gave her whole body to him and nestled in his arms. Even though the phone in her hand kept vibrating, probably someone calling her, she ignored it.

Although he knew that the little woman's mind was not on him now, he could feel her physical dependence on him, and Xing Mingyu's deep eyes still flashed with joy.

"Then have a good rest. You are tired today."

She was too tired, so she couldn't see some things clearly.

But it didn't matter, he would take care of it for her.

Holding the little woman tightly in his arms, Xing Mingyu did not disturb her thoughts and the car returned to silence.

About twenty minutes later, the car finally stopped at the Jiang family villa.

After sending the person home, Xing Mingyu did not leave. Instead, he took the little woman's hand, went into the house, helped her wash her hands one by one with soap, and dried them carefully with a towel.

He knew she was very clean.

But, it was obvious that she didn't feel like washing up today, so I had to help her wash her hands thoroughly.

After washing, Uncle Jiang brought the afternoon tea.

Xing Mingyu fed the little woman himself again.

"This shrimp and meat sauce pasta is delicious, eat more." Xing Mingyu carefully rolled up the noodles with a fork and brought them to her mouth.

Smelling the noodles, Jiang Qianxun came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to Xing Mingyu: "I'll do it myself."

Xing Mingyu didn't give it to him: "I'll feed you."

Jiang Qianxun was indeed in no mood, and seeing that he insisted, she was too lazy to do anything and let him feed her.

The winter afternoon sun shines through the window and falls obliquely on the two of them, which is very beautiful.

After 10 p.m., Jiang Qianxun saw that the sun was shining brightly, so she took Xing Mingyu for a walk in the courtyard.

The Jiang family does not have a sky garden like the main courtyard. The courtyard here is very desolate and there is actually nothing to see.

She was particularly absent-minded and had no intention of leaving. After just a short stroll, she went back to her room.

It was ten minutes later when I returned to the second floor.

Returning to the familiar room, Jiang Qianxun finally felt a little safe. He glanced at the time, it was a little after three in the afternoon, and suddenly felt that the day had been a bit long.

Xing Mingyu took off her fluffy shoes for her, and looked up to see her looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table. He held her delicate little face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Are you sleepy? Why don't you take a nap and make up for your morning sleep?"

Jiang Qianxun shook her head: "I'm not sleepy. You've been with me for a whole day, so you must have missed a lot of things, right? Go and get busy. You don't have to accompany me."

After Xing Mingyu heard this, he sat down next to the little woman and put his big hand behind her waist. The next second, he easily knocked her down. He supported himself on one side with one strong arm, bent one of his long legs, and knelt on the side of her straight and beautiful legs, with his other big hand touching her cheek.

He leaned over her, their breaths very close.

So close that he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Warm, soft, and feels so good.

So good that just a light taste made him want to ravage her.

He did the same.

A light taste was not enough to soothe the strong emotions that only she could evoke, so he looked at the watery, clear almond eyes so close to him and suppressed them.

A deep and heavy kiss mixed with the man's heavy breathing directly drowned Jiang Qianxun.

Jiang Qianxun's chaotic thoughts had to be forcibly interrupted because of this kiss.

Soon, a blushing and heart-pounding sound of water was heard in the room.

It was not until both of them were almost out of breath that Xing Mingyu let go of the little woman under him, withdrew from her mouth, and invited her in a very low, passionate, and lustful voice.

"If you're not sleepy, kiss me. Okay?"

After saying that, Xing Mingyu moved his thin lips closer and wanted to continue.

Even though he knew she was not in the mood.

But he couldn't think of a better way to let her rest.

Looking at the thin lips getting closer and closer, Jiang Qianxun reached out and pushed them away.

She really wasn't in the mood to play along with him, and with her hands pressed against his white shirt, she could even feel his obviously tense body.

"I suddenly feel a little sleepy again."

Xing Mingyu lowered his head, his brown eyes fixed on her eyes which were a little dazed by the kiss. He didn't intend to make trouble for her. He kissed her forehead and cheeks several times with his thin lips before pulling the quilt over her.

"Then you take a nap."

"Okay. But I need a long sleep. You should go and do your work first. You don't have to accompany me." She pushed his hand away, but couldn't help clinging to him. Jiang Qianxun also asked him to leave.

Xing Mingyu nodded, grabbed her hand and kissed her again. When she lay down with her round belly caressing and her eyes closed, he took his phone and left the room.

In the living room on the first floor, Aunt Lan, who had just finished accompanying Lao Jiang, was watching the news on her mobile phone. The news was about a girl named Huang Xiaoxiao, whom she had just met this morning, who was stabbed by the famous actress Zhao Xi. There was blood all over the floor. She was so scared that she jumped up from the sofa.

No wonder her daughter looked so listless after coming back, and had to be fed by Mr. Xing. At first she thought she was just exhausted, but since Mr. Xing was serving her, she didn't take it seriously.

I didn't expect it! I almost got into trouble in the hospital!

No! She didn't even check carefully to see if her daughter was hurt. She had to go up and check!

Aunt Lan picked up her phone and wanted to go upstairs, but she saw a man in a suit coming down from the second floor.

"Mr. Xing!" Seeing this man with a noble temperament, Aunt Lan couldn't help but be respectful.

Xing Mingyu nodded very politely.

Aunt Lan saw him going downstairs and walking towards the door, thinking that he was about to leave. She walked over uncontrollably and took the black coat off the hanger for him.

"Thank you, Aunt Lan." Xing Mingyu took it and saw the anxiety on Aunt Lan's face. He seemed to understand the mentality of this elder who really cared about the little woman.

After putting on his jacket, Xing Mingyu fastened a button of his suit jacket with his big hands. After a moment, he spoke in a calm voice.

"Auntie Lan, I believe you have also seen the news. Don't worry, Qianxun is not hurt at all."

Aunt Lan didn't expect that the superior man would suddenly say these things to her. She was obviously stunned.

But when she heard that her daughter was fine, she felt relieved: "That's good."

However, the next second, Mr. Xing's voice came up again: "But she was greatly shocked by the fact that Huang Xiaoxiao blocked the knife for her."

Shock? Aunt Lan frowned, and then she quickly understood what was going on, thinking of her daughter's temperament.

"The eldest lady has never felt safe since she was young. She always devotes herself wholeheartedly to anyone who is truly kind to her. It is not difficult to understand that the eldest lady is grateful to Miss Huang for blocking the knife for her and you. But you said it was a shock, but is the eldest lady overthinking it?"

Xing Mingyu nodded.

Aunt Lan sighed: "The eldest lady is just like the lady, both are gentle people at heart. That Miss Huang must like you very much, right? The eldest lady will naturally think too much."

"I don't care about others, I only care about her." Xing Mingyu expressed his attitude.

Seeing the man's firm eyes, Aunt Lan knew that the young lady was really overthinking it, and she was completely relieved: "With your words, the young lady really doesn't need to think too much."

"But she's not in a good mood. Aunt Lan, please help me keep an eye on her. If there's anything, call me first."

"Okay." Aunt Lan responded seriously this time.

Xing Mingyu felt relieved, buttoned up his suit jacket, opened the door, and got into Uncle Song's car.

......

At the same time, the whole courtyard.

When Xie Qiong learned the news that Huang Xiaoxiao was injured, she was serving her mother-in-law and father-in-law, picking out haute couture clothes for spring and summer.

When they saw Song Ma running over hurriedly and handing them the video from the Internet, the three of them no longer had the mood to pick clothes and jumped up almost at the same time.

"What? Xiaoxiao was stabbed in order to save Mingyu and Miss Jiang?" Old Master Xing was the most anxious. After hearing the news, he immediately took off his reading glasses from his nose and called driver Chen.

"Xiao Chen! Quick! Go to the hospital!"

Song Ma wanted to report: "Grandpa, the second young lady of the Huang family..."

"Stop talking nonsense! No matter what she is like, I must go see her!" Old Master Xing interrupted Song Ma.

When Mrs. Xing saw that her husband's face changed, she was worried about his health and called him.

"Old man, why are you in such a hurry? Go slowly!"

"Xiaoxiao is in trouble! How can I not be anxious!" Old Master Xing's eyes were filled with anxiety: "She is our granddaughter-in-law! The only precious granddaughter left by Old Huang! Go!"

Seeing that her husband always talked about Huang's granddaughter, Mrs. Xing had a headache.

Xie Qiong was anxious: "I don't know what happened to Qianxun and Mingyu? Mom, why don't we go to the hospital too!"

Song Ma continued to report: "Madam, I asked my husband, the second young master sent Miss Jiang back to the Jiang family villa. No one was hurt!"

Xie Qiong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Only Old Lady Xing frowned and said, "She's fine, but I'm afraid there won't be good things in the future! How is Miss Huang's condition now?"

Song Ma replied: "I heard that the Second Young Master has arranged for the Dean to treat her personally, and the Huang family has also arrived. The Second Young Master took Miss Jiang away only after he was sure that the Second Miss of the Huang family was out of danger."

Unfortunately, she was interrupted by the old man before she could finish her words.

Old Lady Xing praised: "That's good! I was just worried that she would be in trouble. Mingyu reacted pretty quickly!"

When Xie Qiong heard this, she realized what her mother-in-law was worried about and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when she thought of her father-in-law's temper, Xie Qiong still became worried.

I don’t know if my son can handle it.

......

At this time, Xing Mingyu, who Xie Qiong was worried about, had already arrived at the Xing Group.

It was not yet time to get off work, and Huang Xiaoxiao was a member of Xing's family. As soon as Xing Mingyu arrived at the company, he heard some employees whispering about Huang Xiaoxiao's affairs.

Some people say she is kind-hearted.

Some people also said how sincere she was to Jiang Qianxun.

Even someone in the president's office said that Huang Xiaoxiao was a good match for him.

Xing Mingyu handed the clothes to Uncle Song. Hearing these gossips, his cold eyes suddenly looked at the corner of the president's office.

Perhaps feeling the man's strong gaze, the two employees in the corner looked in the direction of the voice. When they met the man's sharp gaze, they were startled and immediately shut up, sitting back in their seats trembling.

Oh my god! After working for so many years, I rarely gossip with Xing’s employees, but my husband heard it!

They never dared to say anything more from now on!

Xing Mingyu then withdrew his gaze, took his phone into the office and started to deal with official business.

Uncle Song went to pour coffee for the man.

But Uncle Song obviously still felt the gentleman's low mood, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. After making the coffee and bringing it over, he sat respectfully not far from the door and waited.