PFC Chapter 201 Did he really turn on the surveillance?
Chapter 201 Did he really turn on the surveillance?
Jiang Qianxun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"That's troublesome."
The old lady looked at her with great satisfaction, and couldn't help urging her and her grandson: "Xiao Xunxun, go with Mingyu!"
Jiang Qianxun lowered his head helplessly and followed Xing Mingyu's footsteps.
The more the old lady looked at it, the happier she smiled, as if she was not going to the guest room to simply take a rest, but her grandson and granddaughter-in-law were getting married and they were going to enter the bridal chamber together!
In front of her, a man in noble clothes took two steps, then suddenly stopped, turned around, looked up at her, and stretched out a large hand with distinct joints to her.
Seeing this, Jiang Qianxun paused, but without any hesitation, she placed her hand in the man's rough and warm palm.
Perhaps she herself did not realize that ever since Old Man Wen said those words to her, her attitude towards this man had softened a lot unconsciously.
They held hands more today than in the past few months combined.
Along the way, she felt a slight warmth in her palms, but the man's dry palms were very stable.
Jiang Qianxun followed Xing Mingyu into a furnished bedroom on the third floor.
Aunt Su He, who showed them the way, said that this was a guest room, but when Jiang Qianxun went in, he found that the room was so large that it could not be an exaggeration to say that it was the master bedroom on the third floor.
The interior is decorated simply, yet exudes a sense of low-key luxury in Chinese style.
A big bed, a wardrobe, a small bookcase, a large bathroom, everything is complete, and the decorations and materials are all of the highest quality.
It is easy to tell at a glance that Jiang Qianxun is related to this industry.
Su He noticed her staring at him, and while leading her in, she asked with concern, "Miss Jiang, are you satisfied with this room? Or do you want to change a room to rest?"
Jiang Qianxun quickly shook her head: "This is great, thank you for the trouble."
Su He nodded and briefly introduced the functions of the room to her so that she could use it easily.
After the introduction, Su He quickly retreated.
In the huge room, only Jiang Qianxun and the cold Xing Mingyu were left.
Jiang Qianxun walked out of the dressing room which was half the size of her bedroom. She just wanted to take a rest for a while and didn't want to sleep in someone else's bed.
She walked to the sofa opposite the big bed and sat down, overlooking the city of Beijing that was faintly visible below the mountain.
At the door, Xing Mingyu took off his coat and hung it up, closed the door, then walked over with his long legs and sat next to her.
Feeling the man's strong breath, Jiang Qianxun looked back at him, thinking about the question she wanted to ask, she lowered her head and thought for a moment, and was about to speak.
But the man spoke first, his usually cold voice now revealed a hint of gentleness.
"It's uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa, go to the bed."
After saying that, he unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, rolled up his sleeves neatly, stood up and went to the window, took a pillow and placed it on the bedside for her, then turned to look at her.
"Take a nap here. I'll call you when dinner comes."
Jiang Qianxun was indeed tired. She didn't sleep well last night and got up early today. She had been tossing and turning with her four-month-old twin belly for the entire morning. She really wanted to find a place to have a good sleep.
That’s fine. Since we’re here now, let’s just go to sleep.
As for that matter, we can find another opportunity to talk about it later.
But she was not used to resting with her clothes on.
Moreover, she has mysophobia and always feels that after going to the hospital, her body is covered with viruses.
She really wanted to change out of this dress.
But she didn't bring any change of clothes when she went out this morning, and she didn't expect to be called here by her grandmother halfway.
Jiang Qianxun just sat on the sofa, looking at the clothes with disgust.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door!
Jiang Qianxun was close by and stood up to open the door. When the door opened, the person standing outside was Su He.
She also held a small gift box in her hand.
"Aunt Su He, you are here. Please come in."
Su He waved her hands repeatedly and handed the small gift box in her hand to Jiang Qianxun, her face full of respect: "Miss Jiang, I am here on the orders of the old lady to give you this set of underwear and maternity skirt."
Jiang Qianxun's eyes were full of surprise.
How did the old lady know that she would need this?
Su He seemed to see her confusion and explained, "The old lady was also a mother. She knew you just came back from the hospital and must have disliked the hospital for being dirty. So, she just hung up the phone with you this morning and immediately asked someone to buy it. She came back and had it cleaned and dried, and she's waiting for you to use it."
As for how to use it, she didn't dare to say the old lady's original words. Su He thought to herself.
Jiang Qianxun didn't expect that the old lady would think so thoughtfully of her. Her eyes were filled with gratitude as she reached out to take it.
"Okay. Aunt Su He, please help me thank grandma!"
"Yes, I'll go down first."
Jiang Qianxun closed the door, opened the small gift box, and found that there was indeed a set of underwear and a maternity skirt inside. The fabric looked very high-end, and the fabric was a bit thin.
She was a little hesitant. It would be fine if she was just a guest at someone else's house, but wouldn't it be inappropriate to wear such thin clothes and take a shower at someone else's house?
Otherwise, you'd better not change your clothes and just lie on the bed with your scalp scalped.
She closed the box and placed it on the table beside her.
Xing Mingyu just came over to pour her some water. When he saw her put the box down, he frowned and said, "This dress is not to your liking?" He looked as if he was going to buy her ten or eight more sets right away.
Jiang Qianxun did not shy away from expressing his concerns directly.
Xing Mingyu lowered his head, filled her half a cup of water, put down the kettle, and when he looked up, a low voice sounded in the room.
"If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to change."
He handed her the cup of water with a faint smile, then sat down on the sofa next to her, crossing his long legs.
The man changed the subject: "But I think you can treat this place as your own home. Grandma loves you like her granddaughter, and my mother treats you better than she treats me. If you get to know each other more, I'm afraid even Xingbao and Jingbao will have to take the back seat."
Having said that, Jiang Qianxun still felt that it was not appropriate.
Seeing that she didn't move, Xing Mingyu's eyes flashed with a mysterious emotion, his voice became hoarse, and he suggested lightly.
"Or is it that your belly is too big and it's inconvenient for you to wash? Or should I take you to wash? It's not like I haven't taken care of you inside and out before."
When he said this, the man's tone was obviously normal, but somehow, Jiang Qianxun always felt hot all over.
Especially when he mentioned that he had served her, her mind immediately flashed back to the time when he had served her attentively during the pregnancy...
She reached out and touched her red earlobe, but kept a straight face, trying to look normal, and reached out to take the gift box on the table.
"No, I can just go by myself."
Looking at the little woman who pretended to be calm but whose ears were red, Xing Mingyu moved his throat, stood up and went to turn on the light and shower for her.
This time, the man looked down at the girl who was walking towards him, and his voice was obviously gentle, "Be careful, and call me when you need me. Okay?"
Jiang Qianxun didn't look at him. She lowered her head to untie her bun and hummed softly.
Because she was taking a shower at someone else's house, Jiang Qianxun moved quickly and finished in about ten minutes.
Xing Mingyu had just finished a phone call and when he turned around, he saw a little woman walking out in a maternity dress.
Jiang Qianxun's skin was already whiter than snow, and after being soaked in hot water, her skin became white and rosy, and her complexion was so good...just like after she had been intimate with him.
The delicate skin of the twenty-year-old girl is set off by the white maternity dress, like a freshly peeled egg.
The hem of the maternity dress is very loose, but there is an elastic band design at the waist. The high waist design will not restrict the belly, but also outline her full and graceful curves.
Xing Mingyu clenched his phone tightly, his extremely aggressive gaze finally fell on her palm-sized face, and his throat slid twice uncontrollably.
He wasn't a very lustful person, but her quiet look made her very kissable.
Sensing the man's burning gaze on her, Jiang Qianxun felt her face, which had turned slightly red from the heat, begin to get hot, and the underwear in her hands, which she had just washed while taking a shower, was squeezed tighter in her hands.
Yes. She washed her underwear.
Because during the previous pregnancy checkup, Mr. Wen applied some lubricating liquid into her belly, and some residue was left on her underwear and could not be wiped clean.
She was a germaphobe, and when she saw the special pump-type cleanser in the bathroom, she washed herself with it.
I plan to put it in a bag and take it home with me.
It's not nice to hang your underwear or something like that out in a stranger's house.
However, she didn't take her bag when she went upstairs just now.
Now she has no bags or purses, and her palms are filled with a bunch of underwear. Xing Mingyu is staring at her with sharp eyes. How can she not be embarrassed?
Xing Mingyu's eyes were hot and sharp. He immediately saw the little woman's hands behind her back and her embarrassed face.
His deep eyes painted every inch of her body. Suddenly, he put down the water cup, walked over and stopped in front of her.
He could even smell the scent of jasmine on her body, mixed with the fresh scent of the shower gel he usually used.
"What's wrong? Why are you standing there motionless?" He lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Your face is so red, is there something wrong with your washing?"
Not only was she being stared at by the man, but he actually came over to her. Jiang Qianxun felt her body getting even hotter.
But she remained calm and looked up at him generously.
"I'm fine. Well, I want to take a nap now. You don't have to accompany me. You can go out first!"
She tried to ask the man to leave.
Xing Mingyu answered the question irrelevantly. He even stared at her hands behind her back: "What are you holding in your hands? Huh?"
When Jiang Qianxun thought of the thing in his palm, he swallowed nervously and barely maintained a smile on his face: "Nothing, you... Hey! Xing Mingyu, what are you doing!"
Before she could finish her words, her hand was suddenly grabbed by the man. Jiang Qianxun was so scared that she called out his name.
Because of nervousness, her voice was very soft, as if she was acting coquettishly.
The man ignored her and stared at her clenched fists.
"What's in it?" he asked.
He has more to ask!
Jiang Qianxun was so embarrassed that she wanted to pull her hands back.
But how could a woman like her compare to this man with amazing strength? Not only could she not take her hand back, but he even pried one of her fair white fingers apart.
She didn't have to use too much force to make a gap between her fingers.
At this point, Jiang Qianxun's face completely turned red. She clenched her hands as hard as she could, trying to break free: "Xing Mingyu..."
But the man had strong hands, and soon, four of her five fingers were pried apart and the things inside were pulled out by the man.
On the left hand side is a pair of pure cotton white panties, and on the right hand side is a thin lace bra, because her breasts have become bigger after pregnancy, and she can't wear a thicker cup.
"So this is it." The man held it in his hand, his back stiffened, his whole body tensed, looking at the thing in his hand: "Why are you hiding this?"
In the end, she couldn't hide it anymore. Jiang Qianxun blushed so much that she didn't even have the courage to look up.
"It got dirty during the pregnancy test, so I washed it and wanted to put it in my bag downstairs."
Xing Mingyu looked at the little woman's blushing face and generously wrapped the cloth in his big hands.
"I'll help you deliver it."
"No!" Jiang Qianxun raised her head in fear when she heard that he wanted to help: "There are elders downstairs, and the bag is hanging at the door. It's not good for others to see it."