Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

Due to some illegal crimes, father and son Gu Yuan and Gu Shifeng were sentenced to life imprisonment, and all their property was confiscated.

Gu Shifeng asked Jingye to ask a lawyer to defend him again on the grounds that Jingye was his son.

When Jiang Yun heard this request, she almost gave birth prematurely with laughter.

As expected of a father and son, one's face is bigger than the other. What good things are they thinking in their minds?

I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless.

"Honey, don't laugh so excitedly." Jingye's heart trembled as he looked at the bulging belly in front of him.

It's been more than eight months now, and he doesn't worry about Jiang Yun even taking a step forward.

"Husband, do you want to go see Gu Shifeng?"

I have lived under the belittlement and suppression of the other party since I was a child, and now I have spit out this bad breath.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her charming little face, which was so beautiful even without makeup.

Bending down, he picked her up and hugged her. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "Miss, those people don't matter anymore."

He has a wife and children, and he has almost forgotten the bad past.

"Then you make me soup for lunch. I want the chicken soup that's not greasy and sweet." Jiang Yun made the request confidently.

After slurping the soft meat on his wife's face, the man smiled and arched her neck, "Okay, I'll stew it for you."

"There are still half of the documents that have not been processed. Go ahead." Jiang Yun stretched out her foot and lightly kicked his thigh.

Jing Ye was used to it, so he held her little feet with his big hands and covered her with the thin blanket on the side.

"No need to cover it in the summer."

She leaned lazily on the soft chair, her figure was slightly plump, and her belly was prominent under her loose maternity skirt.

The air-conditioning in the room was sufficient. Jingye held her little feet and scratched the soles of them. He covered them with a thin blanket again, and the next second he used the remote control to increase the temperature.

Jiang Yun hummed, lying on her side, and stretched out her hand to grab his face.

His big hand stretched out to adjust her sleeping position, and the man said in a gentle voice: "Wife, please sleep for a while, and you will have soup when you wake up."

"Well, come back when you're done."

"I know, wife."

He lowered his head and rubbed her forehead, and said he was clingy. The clingy one was obviously his kitten.

After simmering the chicken soup, he came back and saw Jiang Yun asleep. Jingye reached out and pulled down the blanket and touched her hand.

His hands were a little cold, so he raised the temperature two more degrees and hooked her hair behind her ears with his fingers.

After processing Jiang's files, Jing Ye continued to work on JY Company's side.

Now there is no Gu family anymore, the name has been changed, and it has become a small company under JY Company.

At 11:30 in the morning, Jingye stopped what he was doing and bent down to pick up Jiang Yun.

"Husband..." Jiang Yun rubbed his chest in a daze, "My feet are numb."

Jing Ye immediately hugged her and sat on the sofa, stretched out his hand to hold her right foot, and asked warmly: "Is it this one?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yun moved her body and changed her position to continue sleeping.

After holding her calf and rubbing it for a while, the man lowered his head and kissed her red lips, "Honey, are your feet still numb?"

"Well, my left foot is also numb." Jiang Yun ordered him to continue rubbing it, but he was too sleepy to wake up.

Jingye had no choice but to rub her left leg. He suddenly stopped halfway and turned to scratch her soles.

"Itchy." She smiled and opened her eyes, which were sleepy and bright like water.

Jingye raised his eyebrows slightly and bit her cheek like a dragonfly, "Are your feet still numb?"

"It's not numb anymore. Husband, please don't scratch my feet." Jiang Yun immediately begged for mercy.

Carrying her to the restaurant, the man put his strong arms around her waist and said in a low voice, "You little lazy boy, I can't even wake up from a kiss."

"It's the babies who want to sleep." Jiang Yun tried hard to find an excuse.

He was speechless and put her firmly on the stool, "Well, the babies still want to drink chicken soup and their feet are numb."

Jiang Yun stopped talking and kicked him, "Don't sleep with me at night. The babies think you stink."

"Really?" Jingye paused while scooping soup.

Jiang Yun grimaced and nodded seriously.

The man pondered for a while, then handed over the chicken soup, "Then I'll clean myself up tonight."

"I'll help you wash it." Jiang Yun looked at him with interest, her eyes falling on his still strong and strong chest.

Jingye fastened the buttons on his collar solemnly, with a calm expression and a steady voice, "Wife, eat well."

Fortunately, he takes time to exercise every day, otherwise he would not be able to seduce his wife.

After eating, he helped Jiang Yun walk around the house twice while Jingye coaxed her to sleep.

In the afternoon, someone came over to give Jiang Yun a prenatal check-up. Looking at the baby in the ultrasound image, Jing Ye still felt extremely magical.

It can move and kick people.

Seeing that the brat kicked his wife again, he couldn't help but asked: "Honey, do you really not feel pain?"

"It doesn't hurt, your grip hurts my hand." Jiang Yun glared at him fiercely.

Jingye immediately relaxed her strength, lowered her head and kissed her face.

Jiang Yun raised her hand and touched his head, "There is still someone here, no kissing allowed."

Jingye resisted the kiss and continued to look at the two babies.

After the examination was completed, the man carried her back to the room, held her waist well with his big hands, and leaned over.

Every time after seeing the baby, he had to kiss her. Jiang Yun took the initiative to reach out and cooperate with him.

A sticky voice came, and it took a long time to stop.

"Honey, do you want to see me take a shower?" The tips of his ears were red, and it was obvious that he was particularly ashamed to ask this.

Jiang Yun rubbed his ears and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you going to give it to me at noon?"

"I won't let you wash it. I didn't say I wouldn't let you look at it." The man said carefully, his breathing still a little rapid falling on her face, and then kissed her again.

Jiang Yun immediately smiled and nodded, stroking his hair and said, "Look, what my husband says is what he said."

"Yeah." Jingye was instantly swayed, squeezing the soft flesh of his wife's body, feeling full in his heart.

Jiang Yun slapped his hand away, "It's not night yet."

Jingye stopped her hand honestly and kissed her, "Honey, I'm going to work, do you want to come with me?"

Her cold bodyguard can now stick people to death.

Jiang Yun thought for a while, then tightened her grip on his neck, "Go ahead, or there will be a needle in your butt on the office chair."

He was going to run over and kiss her once in a minute. If there wasn't a needle on the chair, what was it?

Jingye pursed her lips and didn't refute. He hugged her and went to work together.

In the evening, Jiang Yun and Yan Xi talked on the phone for a while.

Jingye took off his clothes and walked around the house, either looking for this or that, frowning with a very serious look.

In the face of beauty, even if she knew it was his little trick, Jiang Yun couldn't help but take the bait.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at him, "Jingye, what are you looking for?"

The man immediately stopped, strode over and bent down, grabbed her hand and pressed it on his strong and sexy chest.

The voice was clear and low, "Honey, I'm looking for you."

Soaring into the air, the next second Jiang Yun was held in her arms and placed on the wash table covered with a bath towel, and her maternity skirt was easily untied.

The woman's skin is as fair and delicate as ever, and every part of her body is covered with well-proportioned and moist tender flesh.

"Honey, are you cold?"

"It's not cold." She supported his shoulders to keep her balance.

Jingye held her steady, lowered his head and kissed her pregnant belly, slowly moving up.