pregnant woman legend

Xiang Jia returned home and left Qiao's house before noon, and naturally did not have lunch.Holding the crying child in his arms, Xiang Jing Xing got into the carriage, and with a wave of his hand, Mo Li waited for a group of servants to follow him to a nearby restaurant.

Qiao Zhining didn't care about anything, just grabbed Xiang Jing Xing's collar, buried her little head in the man's arms and cried sadly.

Waiting to be carried into the private room of the restaurant, the meals were served, Mo Li and other maids and servants were all sent out the door, and the child was still crying.

Then Xiang Jingxing's arms flooded, and the make-up that the master carefully decorated with jade bracelets was wiped on the man's skirt, rubbing his brocade clothes into dried pickles, but Qiao Zhining still refused to stop crying God wipes away tears.

Xiang Jing Xing coaxed the child for a long time before he stopped sobbing.After crying for too long, she felt exhausted, and the child looked limp in the man's arms.

"Come on, drink some soup to warm your stomach first."

Xiang Jingxing just fed two mouthfuls of soup, but saw that the child suddenly turned his head and refused to drink. He just grabbed the man by the collar and stared straight at Xiang Jingxing with his swollen red eyes. : "You, will you not want me anymore?"

"What?" Xiang Jing Xing frowned immediately, and retorted: "What are you thinking about all day... How could I not want you?!"

The child nodded his head, his misty eyes began to glisten again, and he said, "...mother died... sister also... Gone... Daddy, he doesn't want me anymore... If, if you don't want me anymore, I will, just..."

Talking for a while, the little man turned into a bag of tears again, crying so much that his whole body was shaking.

Xiang Jingxing's heart felt sour, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

The reason why he forced Qiao Bonian to make a choice between the child and the Qiao family today was to see how Master Qiao is and how much he hates Qiao Zhining, so as to decide how to treat Qiao in the future. The other is indeed a hidden intention to make children "lonely".Xiang Jingxing was very clear in his heart, according to Qiao Zhining's temperament, once he was the only one to rely on, he would definitely be controlled by him to death, and he would not have other thoughts at all.

Before today, Xiang Jingxing was still thinking that since Qiao Zhining came from the Qiao family, because of his status in the mansion, even if he took over the property of the Qiao family, the shell of the Qiao mansion would always have to be kept, because he was afraid Qiao Zhining lost the protection of her "natal family", and had some twists and turns in Xiang's life.

Seeing Qiao Bonian's performance now, and the child was very sad because of his biological father's abandonment, Xiang Jingxing couldn't help but change his mind: no matter how rich the child's natal family is, it can't compare to his clear-cut protection, with his own My favorite is that no one can ride on the head of a child.That being the case, there is no need for the Qiao family's shell to exist.

After all, he just talked to Mr. Qiao, and although Xiang Jingxing promised Qiao Bonian to make a choice between Qiao Zhining and Qiao's property, as an explanation to Xiang's family for Ning'er's marriage, he never made a promise. After abandoning Qiao Zhining this year, he will never reach out to the Qiao family again.

After coaxing for a long time, Xiang Jing Xing wanted to swear to the sky that he would never do such a thing as pigs and dogs like abandoning children. Qiao Zhining just got better, so he began to obediently stay in the man's arms and accept feeding.

Xiang Jing Xing fed him something, and then hastily ate to fill his stomach, and the child had already fallen asleep in his arms.

Xiang Jingxing looked at the child for a long time, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, but he didn't know when he would have such patience to pamper the little person in his arms like coaxing a child.

After a while, I changed my mind again, let it go, thinking about all these things, after all, holding the child in the palm of my hand is the right thing to do.

Within a few days after the group returned home, someone from Qiao's family begged to let Brother Parrot go back. He said that his mother was seriously ill and wanted his daughter too much, so he sent his son to follow the person to ask the lady for help. Grace, allow the parrot to go home to serve the sick.

The Ying Ge'er family all worked in Qiao's house, Qiao Zhining didn't make it difficult, and readily agreed, but gave the parrot's contract of sale to the Qiao family.

Brother Ying knew that it would be bad for him to return to Qiao's house this time, so he changed his usual timid look and held on to the door frame tightly, so he refused to go back.Xiang Jingxing turned ugly and cut the back of her head with a knife, and immediately two servants came forward and dragged the unconscious parrot out.

In the evening, Xiang Jingxing came back late, opened the door and saw the child leaning against the table crookedly, almost falling asleep, he couldn't help laughing and went forward to hug the child to the bed.

Qiao Zhining woke up from the trance, rubbed his eyes to see the man's appearance, then kissed his cheek with red lips, and complained, "Why did you come back so late?"

Xiang Jingxing smiled, and said softly: "I met a few friends today, so I got back late, so don't wait for me anymore..."

"No, I have to wait..." The little man couldn't open his eyes, and insisted: "We have to wait!"

"Alright!" Xiang Jingxing didn't argue with him, he put the child on the bed, shook the quilt and covered it, then put down the bed curtain, and rang the bell to call for someone to come in to wash and change clothes.

After washing and washing for a while, Xiang Jing Xing sent a few maids out, then locked the door and went back to bed.

Kissed the child on the forehead, Xiang Jing Xing covered the two of them with a quilt, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, within a short while, the child who was supposed to fall asleep suddenly moved, and then dragged Xiang Jing Xing's inner jacket and slowly crawled onto the man.

There was the warm breath from a child in my ears, and the soft lips were like petals soaked in dew, gorgeous, fragrant, and moist, and fell to Xiang Jingxing's cheeks like butterflies fluttering flowers On top, lips and chin.The big hand with well-defined knuckles was held by a soft little hand, and then slowly covered a tender organ. The child whispered in the man's ear: "Touch me, touch me... .”

Xiang Jingxing couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of dark eyes shining dangerously in the dark sky.

The child flinched a little, but the next moment he bravely stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the man's clothes.

A dark light flashed in Xiang Jing Xing's eyes, he turned over suddenly with his little hand that was holding him, and pressed the child under him.There was a sound of ripping silk, the clothes wrapped around the little man's body had been torn into several rags by the man and thrown under the bed.

The little man's bare skin, in Xiang Jing Xing's dark eyes, faintly shone with a seductive light.

Because of Qiao Zhining's young age, Xiang Jingxing restrained himself from touching him ever since he took possession of him on the wedding night.Now that the children are delivered to the door by themselves, Xiang Jing Xing has no reason not to enjoy them.

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At five o'clock, the heavy gate of Jiangling City closed slowly behind Xiang Jingxing.

Qinshui originates from the Dahei Mountains and winds its way into the sea from southwest to east. Thousands of years of accumulation in the estuary gave birth to the prosperous Jiangling City, which keeps many literati lingering and indulging in the sweet fragrance and powder.

Xiang Jingxing stood in the night, holding the rein of the horse loosely with one hand, staring at the streets and alleys where pedestrians were gradually thinning out with his dark eyes, he stopped in his tracks.

In the night wind, there is a faint sound of silk and bamboo, singing "the egret heads to the north, the river and the grass gather, and the apricot blossoms to the west of the black clothes", and then listen carefully, but it seems to be just a momentary illusion, only the hurried footsteps of passers-by returning home can be heard. into the ear.

After seven years away from home, he was a teenager at that time, with a clear distinction between love and hate, but now he returns home at night in a dusty body, and his state of mind is completely different from the past.Reminiscing about the past, it's like yesterday's flowers withered last night, unexpectedly giving birth to some sense of past and present.

The only resentment in my heart was still lurking in my chest.

The horse beside him snorted and tapped his forefoot. A huge horse head swayed and rubbed against it, as if it was acting like a baby.Xiang Jing Xing was taken aback, and he woke up from deep thought, and couldn't help laughing.Patting the horse reassuringly, Xiang Jing Xing got on the horse again, but instead of galloping the horse, he just let go of the reins, and one person and one horse walked around Jiangling City casually.

In today's peaceful and prosperous age, even a city as big as Jiangling City does not have any curfew. Xiang Jingxing walked through the night market in the south city and the Daduer Wine Lane in the east city. The prosperity is even better than seven years ago.

After days of travelling, Xiang Jing Xing was naturally exhausted. Seeing the darkness of the night, even if he didn't want to, he still had to go home.Xiang Jing Xing sighed, and finally rode his horse forward.

Entering Beicheng District, there are almost no people on the street, only Osmanthus Alley and Xiaoliuzhi Alley on the edge of the city are still flashing with neon lights, and soft laughter continues. Even at the entrance of the alley, you can hear the bursts of singing and dancing With a charming voice, the air seems to be filled with the smell of sweet and greasy powder.Xiang Jingxing frowned, without looking sideways, he speeded up.

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