Ye Jiajia raised the hand hanging at her side, laid it on Gu Xu's neck, held him tightly, felt his firm chest, his heavy breathing. Her small head leaned slowly against his shoulder, eyes gradually closing. "May heaven bless us forever," she murmured.
Gu Xu hugged her back tightly, "I know, with you by my side, everything will be just fine."
Just as she was about to say something, she felt his warm breath at her earlobe, a scorching flow of breath, followed by a warmth as his soft lips kissed her slip.
The next moment, Gu Xu's large hand involuntarily slipped under her clothes.
Ever since he realized her pregnancy twenty or so days ago, he had dared not touch her. Today, he couldn't resist.
Nevertheless, Ye Jiajia immediately held down his hand, shaking her head.
Gu Xu lifted his head, looking at her with burning eyes.
She frowned slightly and said, "You can't. I'm still carrying our baby."
