Chapter 419 (2/2)

He took a step closer and found his way to the corners of her lips as he kissed her. “Does it feel uncomfortable when I kiss you like this?”

Jian Han shook her head again. It did not feel uncomfortable.

After that, her small shoulders were pinned down gently by him. He turned her over, and her back was against the windows. The bright fireworks were reflected on the man’s face, which looked extremely exquisite. Her tiny almond-shaped face was cupped in his palms. He had a frown on his face while he closed his eyes. He sniffed her fragrance. “Say it if you are uncomfortable. You don’t have to keep it in. Pregnancy lasts about ten months. It will be hard on you. It will also be hard on me. Let us explore together on this journey.”

Jian Han closed her eyes shyly. She did not know what he was trying to say when he said “explore,” and every word he said now had another layer of meaning behind it. She did not dare to think about it.

Her vision turned black, and he kissed her.

His kiss was gentle and loving. It was probably because he remembered that he had made her feel uncomfortable last night. She wanted to vomit, and he kissed her lips first. He tested it out for a moment before he dared to open his mouth. He did not dare to make his way in and only dared to curl up with her as he kissed her. He took in her fragrance to curb his hunger.

Jian Han closed her eyes comfortably. She hugged his neck and weaved her fingers through his short hair. Every second pa.s.sed, and she opened her mouth and softly bit his lips, which made him breath even more heavily as he panted.

After that, he let go of her.

Because if he did not let go of now, the soup that he was brewing was going to be burnt.

Jian Han buried her small crimson red face in his embrace. Zhou Dayuan had one arm around her, and his opposite hand was caressing her hair. He adjusted his breathing as he said, “Go get the chopsticks and bowls. I will make another dish, and we can start eating.”

“Okay.” She nodded her head obediently.

Zhou Dayuan prepared three dishes and one soup: steamed carp in a clay pot, spinach stir fried with prawns, tofu together with duck blood, and also bone soup brewed with tomatoes.

Taking in the fact that she would feel nauseous when she saw food, he picked the ingredients out carefully. The dishes were refres.h.i.+ng delicious. They were vegetarian and meat dishes, and it brought out an appet.i.te when she had a look.

The duo ate in silence. In the end, Jian Han was fed a few mouthfuls of soup by him. The man touched her small, round stomach before letting her go.

After they finished having dinner, Zhou Dayuan stood up to put the dishes away. “Let me help you.” Jian Han wanted to help. She could not do nothing all the time. She did not know how to cook, but in the future, he could cook, and she could do the dishes.

“There is no need.” Zhou Dayuan bent over. He neared her small face and kissed her. He wanted to kiss her forever. “Go and bathe.”

Jian Han’s relaxed emotions became tight and nervous with his hoa.r.s.e, deep voice. Her heart leaped and knew that their newlywed night was finally here.

She had a child in her stomach. He said he was under a ban himself, but after all…they had to share a bed.

In the washroom, Jian Han spent a lot of time inside. She stood before the sink, and the small woman’s small face was red due to the steam after she took a bath. She forgot to bring her pyjamas along and was also embarra.s.sed to ask him. She wrapped herself with a bath towel, exposing her feminine, exquisite collarbones and her milky white skin.

She took the hairdryer in her hands, and she dried her hair.

As long as she could spend an extra minute in the shower, she would do so. She did not dare do what’s next.

Knock knock knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door rang out in the air. She turned her gaze sideways. The door of the washroom was opened, and it was obvious that Zhou Dayuan had taken his shower. He wore a dark blue silk robe as he stood at the side of the door. There was a moist fog above his dark, clear eyes. Looking young and handsome, he looked at her as he said, “How come you are taking so long to bathe?”

Jian Han did not know how to answer him. She could not tell him that she was trying to delay the night’s events.

Zhou Dayuan walked in. He took over the hairdryer in her hands and said, “Let me do it.”

He helped her dry her hair.

Zhou Dayuan used one hand to curl her hair. He used another hand to dry her hair gently. He looked at the woman through the mirror. She was a little at a loss. With one hand, she cupped the tie on her bath towel, probably afraid that it would unravel.

Zhou Dayuan laughed lazily and roguely. His gaze was hot. What was she trying to cover up for? Didn’t she know that when women did this, it would provoke men, and he wanted to press it down, but…

How would Jian Han know what he was thinking inside his head? He dried her hair. She took the hairdryer from him and placed it back on its original shelf.

At this moment, her world turned upside down; he picked her up.

“Ah!” she instinctively shouted. She quickly hung onto his neck as she was utterly shocked.

“Hmph…” The man’s deep, charming laugh rang out in the air. He seemed to be playing around with her, and when he saw her shocked reaction, he was delighted by her silly expression.

Jian Han was extremely furious. She used her small fist to hit his broad shoulders. “What are you doing?”

Zhou Dayuan placed her onto the large, soft bed. It was covered with red bed sheets embroidered with mandarin ducks. The moment both her small hands touched it, her small face turned crimson red.

She automatically rolled under the covers of the bed and slept, distancing herself away from him.

Zhou Dayuan did not say anything. He lifted the covers as he got in the bed. He switched the ceiling lights off and left the warm lamp on the side of the bed as he lay down to sleep.

Jian Han’s beautiful back faced him. This atmosphere was a little weird. Neither of them said anything, and a bout of fire travelled through the air.

She felt that it was hot and pulled the blankets covering her body a little downwards. At this moment, her small white hand was grabbed, and a clean and cold masculine scent came over. He flipped his body and balanced himself above her.

She struggled, following her instincts.

At this moment, he started to speak. His low and charming voice was pampering as he said, “Don’t move. I don’t want to hurt both our son and you. Be more obedient.”

He kissed her.