I'm pregnant with the richest man's heir due to the birth control pill

After returning to Yixinyuan.

Dinner was cooked by Tang Junyao. She cooked a few home-cooked dishes. After Ji Hancheng finished eating, he said he needed to go out.

Before leaving, she didn't ask him where he was going, but simply said okay.

It's been almost 2 hours and Ji Hancheng still hasn't come back. She is the only one in the huge suite.

Being idle and bored, Tang Junyao cleaned the suite. An hour later, her forehead was sweating slightly and her body was covered with sweat.

She walked into the master bedroom, took out her pajamas from the suitcase, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, she had a pure white towel hanging on her head, her hair was still wet, and she put a hand on her head and wiped it constantly. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she ran into the man who opened the door.

The two people's eyes collided in an instant. The man who came in took the first step and grasped the information in his hand. His heart was startled. The calm mood he had just calmed down in the underground parking lot was broken again. He tried his best to restrain himself, keeping his face calm and smiling. , "Have you taken a shower?"

Tang Junyao just paused for a few seconds and continued to wipe her hair. She glanced at the file bag in his hand and asked casually: "What is this? Why does it look so shabby?"

He subconsciously moved the information behind him and kept looking at her. His dark eyes were staring at her face. He wanted to hug her. He took a step forward and kissed her on the forehead with heartache. Dear, he said in an arc, "I'll put the company information in the safe first, and wait for me to dry your hair."

Tang Junyao nodded, convinced, and responded lightly, "Oh."

She didn't understand the company's affairs, so she had nothing to ask. Even if she asked, she couldn't give an answer. It was not her area of ​​expertise.

Ji Hancheng came out after a while. He came out of the study and went into the bathroom.

After a while, he held a white hair dryer in his hand, and then pulled her to sit down on the sofa. He also sat down directly, letting her head rest on his slender legs, "If you are tired, just squint for a while. When you fall asleep, I will carry you in."

His wet hair instantly soaked his dry trousers. His movements were gentle and becoming more and more familiar. He inserted his fingers into his hair and slightly pulled up a bunch of hair. The hot air from the hair dryer gradually dried the moisture on the tips of his hair. .

It's very comfortable, and the whole body's cells are relaxing. I finally understand why so many people like to go to beauty salons and massage parlors. It is indeed very comfortable and enjoyable.

Tang Junyao closed her eyes and enjoyed it, gradually getting used to his service. She opened her red lips and said, "Lele, are you good over there?"

The hair dryer was silent, and he could hear her voice. His deep, hoarse voice sounded in the silent suite, "What else is wrong with him? He has to come back when he has clothes to eat and food to eat."

Looking back, it was indeed like this. Little Youzi had no intention of coming back with them that morning, but just said goodbye. It was obvious that Little Youzi liked Ji Zhai very much, such as Yuan Shu, and Grandpa Ji... .They were all very nice to him.

Even Ji's sister-in-law and housekeeper Ji regard him as their ancestor and are afraid of bumping into him.

It's no wonder that little Yuzi doesn't want to come back, such a heartless little guy.

After a while, his hair was dried. He put the hair dryer on the side of the sofa without getting up. He fiddled with his hair, arranging it layer by layer, patiently and carefully, suppressing his emotions, and spoke cautiously, "Yao Yao .”

She didn't open her eyes, thinking he wanted to chat with her, so she responded naturally, "Huh?"

"Let's make it public."

Hearing this, she opened her eyes. His deep eyes were above hers, staring at her. Their eyes collided. She felt that his state today was a bit strange. His eyes were dim and unclear, and he always felt like he was suppressing something. An indescribable feeling.

Seeing that she was just looking at him blankly, he thought she was unwilling, so he quickly changed his words, "It's okay, I just mentioned it casually, don't feel any psychological burden, I can wait."

It's not that she doesn't want to be public, she just doesn't want to be so high-profile. Even if she doesn't do anything, just the name Mrs. Ji is enough to attract others' attention. She wants to be a low-key woman around him.

Life is like drinking water, you know whether you are hot or cold, whether you have money or not, there is no need to let others know.

Happiness is like this, and love is the same. She feels that she is the only one who knows all the feelings best. Others can't empathize with her. After all, the needle hasn't stuck in their legs, so how can they know the pain? Since they can't empathize, why let them feel it? Got it.

Those who don't want to bless you can always twist things to cause trouble for you.

She stretched out her hands to support his shoulders and sat up. With a strong force, he held her hips and picked her up. She straddled his lap and faced him. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. .

Through his eyes, she saw herself reflected, and there was only a sea of ​​her in his eyes. His eyes were clear and clear, and a complex emotion flashed through his eyes, too fast for her to catch.

The next second, thin lips covered him, and he was breathing heavily. You could feel that he could no longer control it, and his strength was much heavier than before. It was affectionate, tender, and a little indulgent, as well as cathartic.

After kissing for a long time, she sat on her lap with her lips and teeth slightly open, breathing heavily and panting, and a thought in her mind immediately came out, "What happened?"

After being together for a long time, each other's eyes and movements will notice the difference from the past. In addition, she is a sensitive person, so she can't notice the difference in Ji Hancheng tonight.

He lied, clasping the back of her head with one hand and pressing his forehead against it. Desire rushed out, "I want to do it, now."

The frank desires and thoughts came out, which was overwhelming. It wasn't that she didn't feel it when she sat on his lap, it was a feeling that was hard to ignore. She had already guessed the result, but she didn't expect him to be frank. speak out.

She nodded shyly, lowering her eyes and not daring to look at him, but still holding his neck with her hands.

The kiss hit her again, her body became weightless, and the kiss gradually became more intense. Before she knew it, she was taken to the master bedroom, which was ridiculously big.

The curtains were not drawn, and the wind outside the window rustled the tree branches, swaying and destroying them, as if they were about to fall to the ground in the next second, which made people feel frightened.

Minutes and seconds passed, the moon looked at the scene indoors and became ashamed. She hid in the dark clouds and never came out again. Only the shining stars still insisted on guarding this hard-won love.

Two hours later, Tang Junyao was so tired that she had no strength to raise her hand. Ji Hancheng let her go, hugged her and kissed her. The complex emotions on his face were no longer there, and he chuckled, "Yaoyao, look at the ceiling. "

Tang Junyao: Look at your sister, she is exhausted. Why do you like this sport so much?

But my body was honest, and I was still curious about what was on the ceiling. I opened my tired and heavy eyelids. It was better not to look at it. When I saw it, I almost sent myself away in shock.

She stared at the colorful flowers on the ceiling with wide eyes, which were vividly blooming on the white wall. However, the colors ranged from light to dark, and the shape was a heart. There was also a number reminder patiently designed on the side, 120.

What kind of stuff is this? She didn't notice it when she first came in, nor did she notice it when she visited on the first day. Why didn't she know when it was installed?

With doubtful eyes, he asked the man next to him with a smirk on his face, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "What is this?"

She always felt that it was not an ordinary flower or an ordinary decoration. His explanation in the next second made Tang Junyao want to bury it on the spot.

He laughed evilly, unable to suppress the curvature of his lips, "This is the flower you planted. The color of the flower depends on how loud you screamed just now. The passionate voice will bloom the red one in the middle." , the plain one is the light pink one on the edge, and it blooms according to your voice control."

He was kind and patient, pointing at the flowers on the ceiling with his long fingers and explaining why the colors of the flowers were different.

She really thanked him for allowing her to refresh her outlook and gain knowledge.

Tang Junyao was speechless and didn't want to speak anymore. This man must be sick.

He didn't wait for her to ask more questions, and kindly explained again, leaning close to her red ear, "120 is the total number of times you barked at night."

Tang Junyao: This number is really appropriate. Her current state of mind may really require 120.

Staring at him fiercely, he said in a dumb voice, "You are sick. Why are you doing this in your room? Do you have any quirks?"

Ji Hancheng's face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat. He didn't feel it was inappropriate at all. Instead, he looked at the woman in his arms affectionately, "I want to record the times we have spent in our lives, as well as the flowers we planted together. This computer version can be exported, and when we grow old When we get there, we can see how many flowers we have planted in our lifetime."

Tang Junyao couldn't find any adjectives. When she visited it on the first day, she felt that the decoration of this house was strange. Now that she knew it, she suddenly thought, "Besides this, there is nowhere else that you specially designed."

Ji Hancheng felt that she was too smart and knew him too well. How could there be only one? He reached out and scratched her nose, "I can't tell you this. If I tell you, there will be no surprises."

Tang Junyao answered without thinking, "Are you sure it's a surprise and not a shock?"

Ji Hancheng sneered, "Don't you like excitement? I'll go with you to find it. I know you're not that timid. I'll carry you to take a bath, eh?"

Is this the stimulation she is talking about? This person's understanding is really good enough.

His voice was low and doting, and he was obviously saying shameless things, but he didn't feel shameless. This gangster also cares about his face, and a good-looking face can be described in another word.

When good-looking people act like gangsters, it's teasing, and when ugly people act like gangsters, it's harassment.

Tang Junyao felt as if she had entered a pirate ship.

Doesn’t the decoration company find this kind of house decoration strange? “Can I take the liberty of asking which idiot came up with this design?”

Ji Hancheng continued to smile evilly, taking this as a compliment, "The person who makes you blossom."

Tang Junyao's eyes widened again, and her voice suddenly raised a few points, "So you designed it yourself?"

Now she had reason to suspect that he had deliberately left Xiaoyouzi in Ji's house, and he had already planned it.

Dark man.

I wonder who else knows about such a shameful design, "Who supervised this decoration?"

"Xu Mingkai, don't worry, he won't think of this level in his mind. At most, he thinks it is just for decoration."

Tang Junyao was dubious, "Are you sure?"

Ji Hancheng nodded to reassure her.