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

Chapter 459 Why Do I Think You Are Shy

Meng Yan wanted to go to the study to take a look to see if Yin Heng was done with his work, but just as he got up and took two steps, Yin Heng walked out of the study.

Chongyi and Yan'er retreated knowingly, and Yin Heng came to carry her back to the room.

In the middle of the night, Meng Yan woke up from the heat and was sweating all over.

She was dishonest and went straight to Yin Heng's arms.

Yin Heng woke up immediately, and she rubbed the skirt of his clothes; before he could react for a while, Meng Yan's face was pressed against his chest.

Her body is hot, but Yin Heng's skin is obviously cooler than hers.

She was like a fish in a dry trough, when she was attached to his chest, she seemed to be immersed in a spring of oasis, and she let out a soft sigh of relief.

Yin Heng's chest seemed to be scorched by her face, and it was hot.He raised his hand to caress her forehead, and her cheeks were covered with traces of sweat.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Meng Yan's throat felt dry, and she snorted, "It's so hot... I want to drink cold water."

Yin Heng said softly and gently: "I'll pour it."

As soon as he got up, Meng Yan grabbed his sleeve, opened his eyes and looked at him, the eye sockets were a little wet and red from the heat.

Meng Yan said, "Can I add ice?"

Yin Heng was silent for a moment, she held the softest part of her heart tightly, and said, "Can you bear eating ice now?"

Meng Yan nodded: "I can bear it, I can bear it."

So King Yin Wu, who has always been very principled, was still defeated by her eyes, and followed her: "Then you lie down first, and I will get ice."

He kissed her on the forehead, then moved out of bed.

The front of the clothes that Meng Yan had rubbed open before was slightly loose and messy, giving off a carefree air.Meng Yan watched helplessly, and couldn't help licking her dry lips.

Under her gaze, Yin Heng straightened his clothes casually, put on a coat and went out of the room.

Meng Yan didn't expect that his back and forth speed was astonishingly fast.

She squinted her eyes for a while in a trance, and then heard the door creak.

Meng Yan looked up and saw that Yin Heng had returned.

He wanders in the night, flits under the autumn moon, and shuttles among the vegetation; his shape is like a falcon, and his shadow is like a frightened bird.

When he came back, he seemed to still be mingled with the cool autumn dew, and as soon as he got close to Meng Yan, it made her feel very comfortable.

Meng Yan heard that his breathing was slightly heavy, and he must have been in a hurry.

She looked at Yin Heng under the lamplight, he put the finely crushed and pure white ice he brought back into the cup, submerged in the water, making a crisp ding-dong sound.

Meng Yan couldn't help but said: "It's dark at night, you don't have to hurry, what if you lose sight of the road and fall?"

He took the water and swung it gently to let the ice melt as soon as possible. He took another sip to test the temperature. It was a little colder than cold water, but it was not very cold. He just handed it to Meng Yan, and he responded warmly: "Look. You know, my eyesight is fine."

Meng Yan's tongue was already too irritable, and she reached out to take it and eagerly poured it into her mouth.

A sense of coldness spread down her throat and into her chest, soothing her hotness all the way, it was extremely refreshing.

Meng Yan drank it all in one gulp, let out a long sigh, handed the cup to Yin Heng, and said, "One more cup."

Yin Heng added some less ice to the second cup, melted it and handed it to her, and then went to the closet to find clean clothes.

The pajamas on Meng Yan's body were half wet with sweat and needed to be changed to be comfortable.

Holding the cup in her hand, Meng Yan watched Yin Heng walk around under her nose, her mind clinging to him and moving with him, she just felt that having this man in front of her eyes made her extremely at ease.

Yin Heng took the thin pajamas and put them beside the bed. Before going to bed, he took off the clothes he was wearing and hung them beside the screen coat rack.

The lamplight reflected the bed curtain softly and warmly.

Meng Yan sat on the bed with a big belly, her profile was gentle and quiet.

Yin Heng reached out to untie her pajamas.

Meng Yan hurriedly covered it.

He paused, looked at her and said, "You need to change when you're sweaty, otherwise what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Meng Yan said: "I know, it's not that I don't want to change it, can you turn off the light first and then change it? Otherwise, what should I do if my body temperature, which was finally lowered, becomes hot again because I'm facing you?"

Yin Heng looked at her, and went to turn off the light first as he said, then returned to the bed and sat face to face with her.

The light in the room was dim, and the porch lights under the eaves were still flickering softly.

Under the bed tent, we can see the faint outlines of each other.

Yin Heng twirled her clothes with his fingers, the movement was very light, and he untied the belt slowly.

He vaguely heard him say: "Why do I think you are shy?"

The pajamas slipped off her shoulders, revealing her slender neck and collarbone of her shoulder blades. As time passed, she became more and more seductive and charming.

Meng Yan could feel his fingers brushing gently against her skin, vaguely mixed with his own temperature.

The skin reacted accordingly, as if he was caressing a layer of water, no matter how lightly the movement was, there would always be subtle ripples.

As soon as the clothes were loosened, Meng Yan immediately felt extremely cool.

Looking at him in front of her through the night, she replied: "You have to turn your back to me when you change clothes, so I can't turn off the lights?"

In fact, Yin Heng's night vision ability is quite good, even if the lights are turned off, he can still see her face clearly.You can even see the twinkle in her eyes.

Yin Heng said in a low voice: "You say you can."

He held a strand of apron in his hand, which was extremely silky to the touch, and also faintly carried the smell of her body.

Before he could put it on for her, Meng Yan grabbed her and put it on indiscriminately.

Looking at the light from the corridor, Yin Heng saw that her expression was a little unnatural, so he didn't expose her.He took the obscene clothes and draped them over her shoulders.

As soon as Meng Yan stretched out her arms, she stretched them into the sleeves. She didn't want to wrap up her pajamas too tightly so as not to sweat again, so she tied her belt loosely.

Yin Heng changed into the underwear for her again, before helping her to lie down.

Meng Yan buried her head in his arms, feeling sleepy for a while, but she didn't say anything.

It's just that when she moved too much, the edge of the loosely tied pajamas slipped out of her shoulders.When Yin Heng put his arms around her shoulders, he found that the skin under his palms was flawless, so he couldn't help but look down.

There is only a slender apron belt on her shoulders, and the round and small shoulders and collarbone can be seen at a glance.

Yin Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, then he looked away again, and pulled up her skirt with his hands.

For Meng Yan, as long as the bellyband covers the vital parts, it will be cooler if the other parts are exposed.Then she raised her eyebrows and snorted lightly, and said, "Pull it again, be careful I'm hot."

Yin Heng paused, and said in a low voice, "What if you don't make me hot."

Meng Yan faintly pursed her lips and smiled, "You're hot, take off."

In the end Yin Heng still complied with her, holding her shoulder lightly in his hands, he just lowered his head and kissed her shoulder.

Meng Yan suddenly said: "Tomorrow I want to eat watermelon."

Yin Heng answered her in a low voice: "Okay. I'll go shopping tomorrow."

Meng Yan chuckled softly, her heart softened, and said, "Watermelons are almost out of season at this time of year, where do you buy them?"

Yin Heng said: "I will find a way."

"Master."

"Ok?"

I love you.

Meng Yan said, "It's nothing, I just want to call you, and listen to your voice when you answer me."

She asked again: "Watermelon is bigger or my belly is bigger?"

Yin Heng replied: "Big belly."

Meng Yan said: "You said such a big belly, how can I give birth? What if I can't give birth?"

There was silence in the bed tent for a while.

Yin Heng's arm around her was tight.

(End of this chapter)