A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 417 Is It Because I Miss Me Too Much

After entering the backyard, there were still servants guarding the courtyard. Yin Heng heard from the people that Meng Yan had dinner with Xia Shi at noon, and then took a nap for a while, and she still hasn't woken up yet.

The Xia family also went to rest in the courtyard arranged by the servants.

Yin Heng waved them back.

As soon as he pushed the door and went in, Yan'er was still guarding the outside room.

Seeing Yin Heng's return, Yan'er got up quickly and blessed Yin Heng.

But before Yan'er could speak, Yin Heng raised his eyes and saw Meng Yan standing in the room, facing his wardrobe.

The closet was open, and Meng Yan was rummaging through it by hand.

It turned out that she had already slept well after her afternoon nap.

While looking for it, Meng Yan said to herself: "Does it take so long to enter the palace and face a saint? Let alone one meal, three meals at this time are more than enough. I woke up from my nap, and I didn't see him Other people's shadows."

Yan'er was about to answer, but when Yin Heng glanced at her, she subconsciously closed her mouth.

Meng Yan said again: "Going out to fight a battle and coming back, traveling thousands of miles, eating and sleeping in the open and dusty, the leaders won't let him come back early to rest. It's tiring, the weather is hot, it's not his home. Of course, Mr. Xiang does not feel distressed."

Yin Heng gave Yan'er a look, causing Yan'er to retreat.

He raised his foot and walked towards the inside, but there was no sound under his feet.

Meng Yan messed up a pile of clothes in the closet, and found out a thin and breathable underwear suitable for summer, unfolded it, looked at it, and thought: "It should be fine to wear this when I come back later."

So she wrapped her clothes in her arms, and as soon as she turned around, she caught Yin Heng off guard and almost bumped into his arms.

Afraid of bumping her stomach, Meng Yan reflexively took two small steps back.

Yin Heng was afraid that she would fall, so he put his arm on her waist to support her.

I can't wait to hug her tightly in my arms.If she is not pregnant.

But not.

He had to remind himself from time to time that she was pregnant now, so he couldn't use too much force recklessly to avoid holding her.

As soon as the two got close, Meng Yan's breathing suddenly tightened a little.

The underwear he was holding in his hand also seemed to be frightened, and he almost couldn't hold it steady, and it fell from his arms.

Yin Heng hugged her with one arm, and smoothly caught the falling clothes with the other.

Meng Yan unconsciously supported his arm as if he had nowhere to put his hand, and said, "You're back? Why didn't you make a sound?"

"Well, I'm back." Yin Heng looked down at her and said.

Meng Yan asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's more than enough to eat three meals at this time."

Meng Yan was stunned, and said: "I was just talking casually, did you hear that?"

She just wanted him to come back soon, why didn't he want to.

Yin Heng said in a low voice: "If the palace wants to offer sacrifices to the heavens and feast the officials, it will take a long time."

Meng Yan said solemnly: "I am so understanding, of course I can understand."

Yin Heng chuckled twice, he stretched out his hand to gently hold her head, rubbed her ear with his fingertips, his Adam's apple moved, his eyes were deep, but he still restrained himself from being reckless.

He said hoarsely, "I'll go wash first."

Before he could move his footsteps, his waist suddenly tightened.

Yin Heng stagnated slightly.

Meng Yan put her arms around his waist, and buried her head in his skirt.

Yin Heng said, "Ah Nam, I'm dirty."

Meng Yan said with a faint nasal voice, "There is a smell of wind, sand, dust and scorching sun, is it because you left in a hurry when you came back?"

That breath entered her nasal cavity, spread to her lungs and limbs, throbbing in her blood and bones, making her eye sockets hot.

She asked, "Is it because you miss me so much and want to see me sooner?"

Yin Heng supported the back of her head with his hand, pressed on his heart, and said in a low voice: "You saw through it."

Meng Yan took a deep breath in his arms and murmured, "It still smells like my husband."

No matter how busy he is, there is someone who consistently waits for him to go home, which makes him feel very at ease.

He knew that the person in his arms was really tempting him all the time.

No matter how good his endurance and restraint are, he will be crushed by her a little bit.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his lips touched the tip of her nose, and the next moment he bit her lips.

Like the rain in the rain after a long drought, the soft and familiar touch nourishes the body and mind.

Meng Yan was particularly sensitive to his breath, her feet almost went limp.

The temperature on those lips was hot, as if wishing to be burned into the depths of her soul.

As soon as he entered her mouth, he knocked open her teeth, very domineering and frantic.

The kiss got deeper and deeper, she couldn't stand it anymore, as if she didn't know where she was, the weight of her body leaned on him, being robbed by him.

He pressed his tongue against hers, and heard his soft, sobbing moan.

The corners of the eyes were swollen with heat, and a thin watery light was piled up.

She couldn't control herself, wanted to hug him, wanted to kiss him, the corners of her eyes were bright red, full of emotions like flowers blooming.

Meng Yan reached out and hooked his neck, and couldn't help but tiptoed.

Small exhortations overflowed from the corner of her mouth, a drop of tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes full of water, and suddenly stained Yin Heng's fingers holding her head through her hair.

It was hot and wet, and it burned directly on the apex of my heart.

Yin Heng kissed the corners of her eyes, those moist eyes were like peach blossoms, extremely beautiful and touching.

He heard her light and messy breathing, and she said in a hoarse voice: "I miss you. Why do you make me miss you so much. I think about it during the day, at night, and even in my dreams."

As soon as he finished speaking, he blocked his lips again.

He supported her waist vigorously with his arms and placed her on the tea table.

This way she doesn't have to strain to stand up.

She was sitting at the table, Yin Heng embraced her body with one hand, supported her head with the other, and kissed her more violently.

He was as fierce as a wolf, and he really wanted to eat her up.But he tried his best to suppress it in his hand, don't hurt her.

Her lips and tongue were numb, her heart was filled with something, and it overflowed like a tide.

That crisp and throbbing feeling rushed to every corner, grinding away her consciousness.

She hugged Yin Heng tightly, raised her chin vigorously to respond to him, her fingers were holding his hair, and her breath was full of him.

He didn't say anything, all his emotions were in the action of kissing her.

She could feel that he was also thinking of her, thinking that he didn't know how to express it in words, it was accumulated day by day, and he had to use a rational and calm appearance to cover it up.

When she finally couldn't hide it anymore, it was like a flash flood that would engulf her.

She couldn't help but burst into tears again and again.

Why after a farewell, a kiss at a reunion can make her heart move like this...

All the sufferings started because of him and went away because of him.

The joy of having him is indescribable.

Later, her lips were red and swollen from the kiss, and her chin was rubbed red.

Yin Heng's breath was a little unsteady, and when he finally moved away from her red lips slightly, he heard her panting lightly and messily.

(End of this chapter)