Naturally, the snowy skin of that body does not need to be said. Every inch of it is like the finest white jade. The whole body is white and there is no trace of scars or imperfections. What Xiang Hean loves Hongluan most is her white snow-like skin, even the Xinhuan Huafang he puts in his heart is so much worse than Hongluan.

Especially when bathing, the warm water drops from top to bottom, and it seems to blend with the skin. The woman's back is slender and feminine, and every arc and every movement is just right. And such a beauty belongs to him. Xiang Hean was very fortunate that he was able to come to propose marriage at the time of Hongluan and Huo. Although she could not be welcomed as a regular wife, before Huafang appeared, among all the wives and concubines, his favorite was Hongluan.

His wife, Wei Shi, was born noble, with a stable temperament and self-sufficient temperament. Except for the first and fifteenth day of each month, Xiang Hean basically does not enter the Wei Shi yard. Auntie Zhao and Auntie Qian, the former was the maid who gave him a scorpion when he was weak, and the latter was stuffed by the old lady. They didn't have much affection. Only Hongluan, he liked her when he first saw her.

It's just that after a long time, Hong Luan will inevitably be a little arrogant. After Huafang entered the mansion, his favors have separated a lot, and she became even more unhappy. She had to make trouble so many times a month, and he had completely lost his affection and pity.

The woman stood up from the tub, and it seemed that the bath was over. She stepped out of the tub with one foot, and Xiang Hean's Adam's apple squirmed up and down as she swallowed saliva. He stared obsessively at the perfect body, whether it was a full chest or a slender one who couldn't see that she was pregnant. His waist and long legs fascinated him. Xiang Hean took a deep breath and was about to walk over, but he heard the beautiful woman whisper, stepped on the water on the ground, and was about to fall to the ground!

Xiang Hean's heart almost jumped out of his throat! He secretly said that it is not good, and no matter what the image is not imagery, the whole person rushes over, making Qinghuan a personal mat. Fortunately, she is light and slender, not heavy, so even though she is pressed against Xiang Hean, it doesn't hurt. In the light and flint, Xiang Hean didn't care about anything, just thinking that the child in Qing Huan's belly shouldn't have anything to do. This is his first child!

Qing Huan naturally knows how important this child is to Xiang He'an. If it weren't for confirming that Xiang He'an had rushed to rescue her, she would not have chosen such a dangerous way. At the moment, there was an expression of turning around and not knowing what had happened, and staring at the man below him in a daze. After a long while, tears suddenly fell one by one.

Xiang Hean feels distressed. He originally wanted to say a few words about her, but the beauty shed tears and the pear blossoms brought rain. How could he be willing? So she gently touched her still wet back, and said softly: "Okay, don't cry, get up quickly and be careful of catching cold for a while."

Having said that, Qing Huan has been hugged. Qinghuan was cleverly carried to the bed by him, and was wrapped in a clean cloth that Xiang Hean brought. The whole person was wrapped in a cute look, like a little doll.

Xiang He An Ke has never served people like this before, since childhood, he has always been served. However, the woman who now had his child in his arms told him to be willing to pay for it. As long as he thought that his first child would be born in a few months, Xiang Hean felt that, let alone making a pad for Qinghuan I wiped my body, even if I lost my life for her, I was willing!

Somehow, after learning that she was pregnant, Xiang Hean felt that Hong Luan was a little different, but what was the difference was that he couldn't tell, and in the end it could only be attributed to the pregnancy. I heard that pregnancy will change a woman's temperament, so this should not be false.

Naturally, Qinghuan would not be arrogant and arrogant. She raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Xiang He'an, and then shrank back. The whole person was like a poor little white flower, so pitiful and pitiful. Xiang Hean's whole body was crumpled by her watery and wet eyes. He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Qinghuan's mouth.

The little mouth was extremely warm and sweet, and Xiang Hean almost wanted to drown in it, and did not want to break free, but Qinghuan pushed him away, and said softly and quietly: "Master, you are all wet, or let the maidservant Concubine wait on you to take a bath and bidet."

Xiang Hean was a little dizzy because of her fascination. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he murmured a good word in a ghostly manner.

A family of scholar-bureaucrats, who knows the principle that men are inferior to women, and women are used to doing everything. Where can they bend over to treat a woman well? But thanks to this, Qing Huan felt that Xiang Hean couldn't do that. He is not like other men, who is full of contempt or disdain for women. He completely believes that women are gentle and gentle on dates and waiters. How would you think that this gentle and gentle woman, once angry, it is extremely terrible? ?

Xiang Hean stepped into the tub that Qing Huan had just used. From beginning to end, he followed Qing Huan's instructions without any resistance. Qing Huan seemed to perceive something weird in this, but didn't care too much. Only when Xiang He'an was a person of uncertain disposition, would she seduce a little and get the bait.

The soft and delicate little hands poured water on him, the jade hands were like crispy hands, and the smooth feeling made Xiang He'an intoxicated and closed his eyes. After a long while, he couldn't help holding Qing Huan's wrist, let her get closer to him, and said, "Thanks for you."

"It's the honor of the maidservant to be able to serve the master. Why is it hard to talk about?" At this opportunity, Qing Huan bent down slightly, her body really unattractive. After just showering, she was frightened, wearing only thin bedding clothes, and she became more and more beautiful.

Xiang Hean is just an ordinary man, how can he not be fascinated by beauty, especially since he feels that today's Hongluan is more beautiful than usual. Compared to her usually lacking aura, she became more heart-warming when she was pregnant.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the flames of love slowly burned, and a strange light flashed in Xiang Hean's eyes. If it were normal days, he would have been holding his beautiful woman for a long time, but now Qinghuan is pregnant, how can he Ignoring the fetus in her womb, but only care about her own beast|desire?

Qing Huan didn't move rashly, just slightly lowered her head. From the perspective of Xiang Hean, her facial features are extremely delicate. Such a beauty, even if she doesn't touch her, just looks at it, she feels pleasing to the eye. In particular, she is still pregnant with her own child, which is likely to be her eldest son. Xiang Hean feels that this mess of her own thoughts is really unreasonable. A woman like Hongluan should be loved in every possible way.

...This feeling was only felt when Hongluan first entered the house. Later, when she gradually changed, he felt unhappy with her. If, through the child, he once again felt the feeling of first love, Xiang Hean himself also It feels incredible. Thinking of myself is a bit like the new and disgusting the old, which makes him feel indifferent to the self-proclaimed gentleman.

Qing Huan seemed to have noticed what was wrong with Xiang He'an, and looked up at him with a look of surprise on her small face. Looking at Xiang He'an, her mouth opened slightly, making him feel guilty.