roccoschili Chapter 227 Xiaoyue, is it okay?
Chapter 227 Xiaoyue, is it okay?
Because of An Xiaoyue's postpartum confinement ceremony, several families sat together and got to know each other.
The atmosphere at the meal was harmonious, and everyone enjoyed the food and conversation.
Fu Shengyang was busy all day, and everyone finally dispersed at dusk.
When he returned to the time when he was unaware of spring, An Xiaoyue had just come out of the house of good fortune.
Fu Shengyang smiled and asked, "Is our son asleep again after eating?"
"Mmm." As soon as An Xiaoyue saw him, she stepped forward and took his hand, acting very intimately.
The couple entered Bu Zhichun's main room hand in hand.
Having finished his work, Fu Shengyang was a little tired, so he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
An Xiaoyue sat beside him, her index and middle fingers together, and gently massaged his temples to help him relax.
The hustle and bustle subsided, and the entire place was quiet and peaceful.
An Xiaoyue silently looked at everything in her home, feeling a surge of motivation for the life that was about to begin.
From now on, she will be a mother with a child.
Her postpartum period is over, and she will soon be starting school.
Because of my lucky birth, this holiday was very meaningful.
Fu Shengyang suddenly opened his eyes, as if remembering something, "Have you taken care of things with Yu Bai?"
All day today, Ji Yubai obediently served the elders, and he didn't speak to Xiaoyue at all.
"I guess it's been resolved." An Xiaoyue wasn't sure if Qi Ye's fate was what Ji Yubai wanted.
But Qi Ye was so eager to go to prison that he must have suffered a lot before he felt that prison was safer than the outside world.
After resting for a while, Fu Shengyang took her hands that were massaging him and gently kissed them. "I'll massage your shoulders and arms too."
Lucky's height and weight are increasing very quickly. Now that I'm breastfeeding, I hold her a lot, which puts a strain on my arms and shoulders. Over time, these areas tend to become sore.
And so the two of them lived like that, one rubbing my hands, the other massaging my hands, enjoying their peaceful life together without any of the usual whining or complaining.
Along the way, the two have understood and helped each other, and have become a well-coordinated couple.
Late at night, An Xiaoyue finished washing up and watched the surveillance footage of Lucky Room from her bed.
Lucky returned from the hospital and slept alone in his room.
Qiu Jie's room is opposite his, so she will know as soon as he makes a sound.
Thinking about how hard Qiu Jie had worked, An Xiaoyue originally wanted to find another nanny so that the two of them could take turns caring for Lucky.
But her suggestion was rejected by Sister Qiu.
Sister Qiu's original words were, "For the young master's mental health, either the husband or the wife must establish a close parent-child relationship with him. Besides, Sister Cui and the husband take care of the young master during the day, so she can get some rest. Not sleeping well at night is an occupational hazard for childcare workers, so it's okay."
Qiu Jie's words were sincere, and she was deeply moved.
She feels very reassured to have met such a professional and responsible childcare provider as Sister Qiu, entrusting her good fortune to her.
At this moment, in the surveillance footage, Lucky is sleeping soundly, breathing lightly.
An Xiaoyue smiled lovingly and murmured proudly, "So beautiful, she's my child."
After taking a shower, Fu Shengyang lay comfortably on the bed and came over to watch together.
"He slept so well; all the time I spent decorating his room was worth it."
An Xiaoyue laughed, "So that's what you were planning, to let the little one sleep alone at such a young age."
During her late pregnancy, Fu Shengyang stayed at home with her, and most of the time he spent decorating the lucky room in Buzhichun's room.
"Otherwise what?" Fu Shengyang admitted, putting his phone on the bedside table and turning off the room lights. "It's too cramped for three people to sleep together."
His words were ambiguous, carrying a hint of ambiguity.
Once the lights were turned off, the room was plunged into darkness.
Fu Shengyang pulled the blanket over himself and moved closer to her. The familiar scent of shower gel and his hot body made An Xiaoyue's heart race.
What will happen next? She knows without Fu Shengyang saying it.
She has been in postpartum care for over a week now. With a professional postpartum recovery team, she doesn't need to worry about anything. Throughout her postpartum period, she was in a good mood and her body recovered very well.
She had already given birth, but luckily she got pregnant on the first time they were together.
The first time, besides the pain, there was no preparation or foreplay, so it wasn't a good first experience.
During the second trimester, she had sex with Fu Shengyang a few times. At the time, she was pregnant with Fu Shengyang's child, and he didn't dare to cause too much trouble.
But she knew perfectly well what Fu Shengyang had done to her legs and hands.
This time, the two are truly together.
Now that it's really time to go through the whole process, An Xiaoyue is so nervous that she doesn't know where to put her hands.
She swallowed hard, trying to slow her heartbeat.
Fu Shengyang touched her stiff body and said, "I won't be as rough as the first time."
In the dimly lit room, the man's gentle and pleasant voice was like a soothing white noise, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.
"Don't worry, just leave it to me." He coaxed in a low voice, "I've prepared condoms, so you won't get pregnant again. I've also taken care of my personal hygiene; I smell nice and don't have any sweat odor."
Speaking of smelling bad, An Xiaoyue retorted, "When have you ever smelled bad?"
"That doesn't smell as good as my wife."
The warm breath sprayed onto An Xiaoyue's neck and ear canals, and she immediately felt a tickle on her neck.
"Really?" She tried to appear calm, but her body language betrayed her true feelings, and her body temperature gradually rose.
Fu Shengyang remained silent, but proved the truth of his words through his actions.
An urgent and domineering kiss landed on the nape of her neck, lingering on her full, rounded earlobe and sensitive collarbone.
The strange feeling made her instinctively pull the blanket under her tighter, and she bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound.
Fu Shengyang seemed tireless as he pressed and gently sucked on her delicate, red lips.
"Don't bite, it will hurt." The man's deep, magnetic voice was seductive.
An Xiaoyue relented, "I..."
Before she could even utter a word, a forceful kiss swallowed all her words.
Oh no, we've fallen for Fu Shengyang's trick!
But it was too late for regrets; she was forced to dance along.
A soft moan, tinged with shy groans, poured out like moonlight…
Fortunately, Fu Shengyang had specifically soundproofed the room.
Otherwise, if someone were to accidentally walk through the corridor, the sounds coming from the room would be enough to make one blush and feel unbearably lonely.
For a moment, An Xiaoyue was so dazed by Fu Shengyang's kisses that she felt incredibly soft all over, yet also unbearably hot.
It felt as if there was a caged wild beast inside me, eager to break free.
Only Fu Shengyang's kiss could alleviate her strange feelings to some extent.
A moment later, not content with everything he had, Fu Shengyang kissed her lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiaoyue, is it okay?"
Floating on the clouds, An Xiaoyue felt dizzy and her joy was indescribable.
Such a wonderful feeling, may I ask her if I can?
of course can.
In the hazy moonlight, An Xiaoyue nodded, "Okay."
Then, she curled her hands at her sides and proactively climbed onto Fu Shengyang's neck.
Having received permission, Fu Shengyang's breathing became even more rapid.
He took off his pajamas, which he had just put on, threw them on the ground, and climbed onto the bed.
As the heavy force pressed down, An Xiaoyue felt herself enveloped by Fu Shengyang's unique sweet aura.
It feels so reassuring.
Fu Shengyang's domineering and urgent kiss robbed her of all ability to think, leaving her only to rise and fall in the night...