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

Chapter 418
If the grind continued, she felt that her heart was about to jump out, and she was about to suffocate.

His body was tense, his forehead was pressed against hers, he tried his best to calm down, his voice was hoarse, and he said every word: "You want to torture me to death."

As soon as she raised her head, she saw the turbulent sea, the turbulent ups and downs in his eyes. Not only was she so sensitive, but he was also not much better.

The corners of his eyes were soaked with emotions that could devour people.

Meng Yan's heart trembled violently, but she couldn't help but hooked his head down and kissed the corner of his eyes.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and her appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes as deep as the sea.

She kissed the tip of his nose again, kissed his lips, and when she wanted to go down to kiss his Adam's apple, she was pulled away by him.

Meng Yan couldn't help but licked her own lips, with an endless aftertaste.

Seeing this, Yin Heng took a deep breath, took the underwear next to him, turned around and left, said in a low voice, "I'm going to wash it."

He was afraid that if he stayed in front of her for a while, he would go crazy.

Meng Yan looked at his back with unsatisfied interest, and said with a seductive sweetness in her voice, "Hurry up and come back."

In the bathroom, Yin Heng ran the cold water over and over again.

Finally, he suppressed the terrifying desire to rush out of the cage.

When he returned to the room, he was clean and moist, and his hair was roughly wiped with a towel, half wet and half dry, and slightly messy.

Meng Yanshang was still sitting on the tea table, with his hands resting on both sides of his legs.

Her lips were tingly and numb, the heat was still there, and the blush on her face was still faint.

Only then did Yin Heng remember that he was in a hurry to take a shower and forgot to carry Meng Yan off the tea table.

The tea table is not high at all, and her hanging legs are only a foot away from the ground.

When Yin Heng came over to hug her down, she said: "Usually I can come down by myself, but now the situation is special, my legs are a little weak, I'm afraid that if I come down rashly, I won't be able to stand firmly."

Yin Heng didn't speak, and directly carried her to the couch and put her there.

Meng Yan said again: "Master, let me wipe your hair."

Yin Heng Fuyi sat on the footrest of the couch and handed her the towel.

The pedals are clean, not a speck of dust.

Meng Yan happily sat on the couch, Yin Heng's body was just as high as her waist, and the angle was very suitable.

Meng Yan skimmed his hair and wiped it carefully with a towel.

The window was half open, and the wind from outside came in, blowing the warm tent bulging.

It didn't take long for his hair to be mostly dry.

He got up on the couch, hugged Meng Yan and lay down together.

Putting his hand on her swollen belly, Yin Heng asked in her ear: "Why is the belly so big?"

Meng Yan was very firm: "Fat and big."

Yin Heng raised his eyebrows, "I'm almost fat like a ball, isn't that a bit too exaggerated?"

The warm breath pierced her ears, and even made Meng Yan a little weak, she tilted her head slightly, and said in a tight voice: "Why, how exaggerated, when this person is about to gain weight, you will never imagine that he can become fat." To what extent..."

Yin Heng pressed close to her ear and whispered softly: "No matter how fat you are, you can't be so fat that your fetus moves, let alone so fat that you have fetal movement. Let me ask again, how big is it?"

He, he himself has already made it so clear and asked, this...isn't he asking knowingly!

She even knew about her fetal gas and fetal movement...

After all, she is surrounded by his people, and she needs some technical skills to completely hide it from him.

His lips touched her temples and earlobes, and they rubbed gently, which made Meng Yan so sensitive that she couldn't bear it, her hands pressed against his chest, her eyes changed.

There is a faint fragrance on her body, which can touch people's heartstrings.

Meng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, disarmed and surrendered: "Okay, okay, it's not because of you."

"..." Yin Heng said, "Didn't you say in the letter earlier that you wanted to share a secret with me? Let me hear it."

Meng Yan was a little discouraged: "Now you know everything, what is it called a secret?"

But Yin Heng whispered in her ear: "I want to hear it too, let me hear it from you."

Meng Yan's discouragement was scattered by him, she looked at him close at hand, with the tip of her nose pressed against his, suddenly felt that she should tell him solemnly, and said: "Yin Heng, you want to be a father I'm pregnant with a little Ah Heng."

Yin Heng raised his lips and smiled softly.

Meng Yan was fascinated by him for a moment.

Later Yin Heng said: "If I didn't know, wouldn't you still keep telling me that you are fat, and then tell me that you are going to give birth when you give birth in October?"

Meng Yan said, "Is it exciting to think about it?"

Yin Heng raised his eyebrows, "I look so easy to deceive?"

Meng Yan lay on her side, snuggling close to him.

Playing with his skirt and hair, she sighed contentedly: "Oh, men are not easy to deceive, especially a smart man like my husband!"

Yin Heng knew that he could not annoy her at all.

Meng Yan looked at him and said, "Come on, cooperate and show me the ecstatic expression that you are about to become a father."

Yin Heng said: "I just did it."

Meng Yan was a little confused, "Have you done it? When?"

He rubbed her red and swollen lips with his fingertips, and the itchiness that touched her lips spread to his heart through his fingers.

His eyes were deep: "When I kissed you. Do you want to do it again?"

Meng Yan opened her mouth, and before she could speak, he kissed her again.

The two lay on their sides and hugged each other, kissing tenderly.

He heard her breathing fast against his chest, and when he encountered her tenderness and fragrance, he felt a little uncontrollable.

Meng Yan wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back passionately and proactively.

He kissed the corners of her lips and ears, and the broken hair tickled her skin as he breathed.

His kiss also fell on that white neck, Meng Yan hugged his head subconsciously, her chest rose and fell, and she called out hoarsely: "Ah Heng..."

Yin Heng didn't continue, buried his head in her neck, panting deeply.

Unable to hold back for a moment, that desire was actually hooked out by her again.

After a long time, he pressed against her neck and said, "Did the child torment you?"

Meng Yan smiled brightly, and said, "He keeps kicking me. After he is born, spank his ass for me."

Yin Heng said: "Okay."

The two were silent again.

Yin Heng said: "I heard that you started to have severe morning sickness."

Meng Yan said: "That was just the beginning. When you just left, I would vomit whenever I smelled meat. Fortunately, Xu Chenfang made me spicy food later, so I could suppress it."

Yin Heng held her back with his hands and followed her gently.

Meng Yan pushed him lightly, looked at him and said, "I wasn't that fat back then, but now I don't have morning sickness, and I have an appetite, so I've grown so fat."

When he came back, he saw her as soon as he saw her on the street. She was plumper than before, but more flavorful.

Her complexion was wonderful, and she was more beautiful than ever.

(End of this chapter)