After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 209 I'll Take It Easy

Holding Ning Miao in his arms, Yan Mobai sighed softly.

Ning Miao raised his eyes and looked at him.

Suddenly she felt the little guy in her belly moving, and her eyes lit up with joy: "Yan Mobai, he's kicking me."

Yan Mobai was closing his eyes and sniffing her scent, and he responded, "Who?"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up: "The child is moving?"

"Ah."

Yan Mobai's eyes revealed excitement, and he immediately lifted the quilt and the hem of her pajamas, eager to take a look.

When the snow-white belly came into view, Yan Mobai's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene in his previous life when he watched Chi Feng cut open her belly to take out the iron ore.

At that time, the hem of her clothes was lifted up, revealing only a part of her belly.

His breathing tightened instantly.

"Here, do you see it?" Ning Miao pointed at a place and asked him.

Only then did he come to his senses.

I looked where Ning Miao pointed.

It really bulges up, then flattens out, and then bulges up again.

He was very curious and excited.

The big hand gently covered there, feeling the smoothness of her skin, the warmth of her belly, and even the movement of the little life in her belly.

My heart is filled with all kinds of emotions and I am going through so many setbacks.

Ning Miao looked at him and found that his hands were trembling slightly.

She looked at his hands again.

Perhaps he realized it himself, because when she saw him take his hand away, she leaned over and put her face against his.

After sticking it on, he gently rubbed her belly with his cheek.

Ning Miao had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Ning Miao." Yan Mobai called her, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Ok?"

I thought he was going to say something, but after waiting, I found out he had no further words.

The two of them maintained this posture for a while, and Ning Miao said, "He's not kicking anymore, lie down."

Yan Mobai stood up, pulled the hem of her dress down to cover her, then placed his hands on either side of her and looked down at her.

Ning Miao also looked at him.

"Yan Mobai, you should look good with white hair. You look really good with gray hair like this now."

Yan Mobai: "......"

At this time, talk to him about hair?

In order to look elegant, he picked out a few strands of hair and dyed them white.

"Do you want to see my white hair?" Yan Mobai asked.

"No need to see, I can imagine it." Ning Miao replied.

Yan Mobai lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips.

"Don't imagine it. When you are old, you will see it."

After saying that, he deepened the kiss.

A familiar breath penetrated into his breath, and Ning Miao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Accepting his kiss, her heart felt as if a light breeze was brushing past it, making her feel tingling and numb. She found that she actually missed him too.

She slowly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

Yan Mobai's body stiffened slightly, he let go of her lips and looked at her deeply.

In those ink-black eyes, there were desires as dark as the night, as well as a bit of barely perceptible disbelief, and a bit of suppressed excitement.

Ning Miao saw it, she raised her face and took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.

Then look at him.

She saw an undercurrent surge in his eyes, rolling fiercely, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head to kiss her again.

Unlike the gentle exploration just now, this time he kissed her eagerly and fiercely.

After a while, Ning Miao couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to take the initiative to respond to him and suck the air from his mouth to avoid suffocation.

Kiss all the way down.

Ning Miao raised his neck impatiently, gasping for breath.

Realizing that Yan Mobai was unbuttoning her shirt, she came to her senses with a start and grabbed his wrist.

She was pregnant with a child.

Yan Mobai naturally knew her concerns, so he moved his face back and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Doctor Hu said that we can do it after three months, so I'll take it easy..."

His voice was hoarse, magnetic and seductive.

Ning Miao couldn't help but loosen his wrist.

Yan Mobai kissed her while fumbling to take off their clothes.

"Sit on me..."

He led with a mute voice.

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After the satisfying session, both of them lay on the couch, unable to catch their breath for a long time.

Ning Miao lay in Yan Mobai's arms, not wanting to move at all.

Even though I didn't put in any effort, I was exhausted.

"Ning Miao..."

Yan Mobai's lips were still pressed against her ears, and he kissed her while speaking, as if he was still comforting her emptiness after the tide.

Ning Miao didn't even have the energy to respond to him.

"I'll go get some water for you to wash." Yan Mobai stood up.

Both of them were sweating.

He was mainly afraid of hurting her and was very nervous.

She was afraid she wouldn't be able to sit still if she sat on him.

Standing under the bed, I was afraid that her belly would hit the edge of the bed.

"There is hot water on the charcoal stove in the kitchen. Be gentle and don't wake up my master." Ning Miao said weakly while lying there.

The voice was so hoarse that it didn't sound like hers.

The two of them had made a lot of noise just now, and she had been very restrained, trying not to make any sound, but there were always times when she couldn't help herself.

Fortunately, her master's room was far away from hers, one was in the east and the other was in the west.

"Yeah." Yan Mobai picked up the robe on the ground, put it on, and went out quietly.

Not long after, he came back with a copper basin of hot water.

"There's not much hot water, so it's not enough for a bath. Just wipe yourself off first, and you can take a bath tomorrow morning."

He just wiped himself with cold water outside.

"Ah."

The water simmering on the charcoal stove is originally for drinking, so it is not much.

Ning Miao propped himself up and sat up: "I can do it myself."

Yan Mobai soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it dry: "You lie down, I'll do it."

Seeing that her body was covered with the marks he had just left, his eyes dimmed slightly, and a certain part of his body became erect again.

Ning Miao still took the handkerchief from his hand: "I'm not used to it, turn your back."

Yan Mobai sneered: "You turned your back? What part of you have I not seen before?"

Although he said this, he still turned around as he was told.

Mainly, he was afraid that he would want her a second time.

"Do you know how I discovered that the charred corpse in Haitang Palace was Lingling, not yours?"

Ning Miao wiped his body quickly: "How did you find out?"

She was quite curious.

Yan Mobai wanted to say that it was because she had a small scar on her back, but then he thought that since it was a scar, it must be the result of a bad experience, and it was most likely related to Prince Kang, so he didn't say it.

"I know every inch of your body. How do you think I found out?"

Ning Miao: “…”

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the window frame.

Both of them became alert instantly and looked in the direction of the sound.

The windows and doors were closed and I couldn't see outside.

But the movement is still there.

The two looked at each other, and Yan Mobai quietly came behind the window.

Suddenly, I heard a "cooing" sound and the sound of flapping wings.

He narrowed his eyes and pushed open the window.

A white dove landed on the windowsill.

He reached out and caught it.

Ning Miao was very surprised to see that it was a pigeon, and the one that Yan Mobai usually used to contact her.

"You are here, why did you send a carrier pigeon? It runs slower than you."

“It wasn’t sent by me.”

As Yan Mobai spoke, he quickly took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.