Although Cheng Dongyang comforted her so much, Meng Yudong was still very uneasy and couldn't sleep well all night. She stroked her lower abdomen from time to time. Although she believed that Dongyang's child must be his, her heart was still thudding.
Jump.
"Dongdong!" Cheng Dongyang seemed to feel her emotions. He gently hugged her waist and kissed her ear.
"Have I woke you up?" Meng Yudong opened his eyes and turned to look at him.
"No, are you still thinking about what my dad told you?" Cheng Dongyang carefully moved her over and let her lie on his side in his arms. "Dongdong, don't you believe what I said?"
"I believe it, Dongyang, I believe it..." Meng Yudong leaned in his arms, "But I always feel that your father said those words with me seemed to have a different meaning. Why would he be willing to slander his reputation and me
I really don’t understand what they say. Why do they don’t want us to be together so much?”
"I will find out clearly, Dongdong." Cheng Dongyang felt distressed when he saw that her eyes were full of red silk. "Okay, Dongdong, you should go to bed."
"Dongyang, is it really okay for us to do this?" She was already a little scared. Cheng Zhenming's words made a hole in her heart. She was afraid that she and Dongyang would still not be together.
"Silly girl, of course it doesn't matter." Cheng Dongyang said, kissing her lips. Her lips were very cold. Just after the autumnal equinox, the weather became colder and colder. After sleeping for a while, Dongdong was not completely in the body.
Warm up. "Dongdong, just trust me, just trust me."
His words were like hypnosis, which rang in her ears over and over again. She slightly spread her lips and responded to his kiss. Her little hands even slightly clamped his clothes, and her little tongue also greeted her.
Go up.
Cheng Dongyang couldn't stand it anymore. Was he really not worried at all? When he knew that his father and Zhou Ping were old acquaintances, when he knew that Dongdong was not Meng Zisheng's daughter, when he confirmed that Dongdong was his father's tenure in Jiangbei
Sometimes, he was worried.
But now, he believed that it could not be true. If his father suspected that Dongdong was his daughter, he would not have this attitude. He could feel that his father was sincere to Zhou Ping, even more than his mother's feelings.
You have to be deeper. Is this the attitude of the child you love for him? No!
"Dongyang..." Feeling that he was not so attentive, her lips slightly left him, her lips still lingering beside his lips, and her eyes looked at him in confusion.
"Do you want it? Dongdong." Cheng Dongyang said, leaning down, unbuttoned her belt, and pulled it down slightly.
Meng Yudong didn't know what was wrong. Maybe doing this would make them sure that they didn't have that relationship. From the time of pregnancy to now, she found that she actually had a need for this aspect. In the past, she used to be
Passive, but now she will think actively.
Cheng Dongyang asked Meng Yudong to turn around and then hold her waist up. The weather is cold now, and he doesn't take off her clothes at all, just pulling her pants to his knees, and he kisses her neck.
and then slid in.
With just this action, Dongdong swallowed and turned to kiss him. Cheng Dongyang came over and kissed her, and his hand was also inserted into her clothes and rubbed her.
"Dongdong, is this good?" Cheng Dongyang restrained himself. He was afraid of hurting her and could not indulge her, but he wanted Dongdong to be happy.
"Well..." Dongdong could not answer, but she felt very uncomfortable if she couldn't see him like this.
Cheng Dongyang also felt unhappy, and he seemed to feel Dongdong's anxiety. He remembered a position, he retreated, picked her up, and let her sit on him.
He caressed her carefully and let her move back and forth. Meng Yudong hugged his neck, his whole face beside his neck.
"Dongdong, will this be better?" Cheng Dongyang stroked her face, kissed her lips and then pushed her clothes away, and buried herself in.
A white light flashed in Meng Yudong's mind, and suddenly what Cheng Zhenming said to her sounded in her ears. A cold sweat suddenly appeared on her body. When she saw Cheng Dongyang buried in her chest, she suddenly realized that she was not feeling like she was.
A real feeling.
Her enthusiasm retreated in an instant, Cheng Dongyang's eyes darkened and he kissed deeply. They lay down again, letting Dongdong lie on his side in his arms. This time he couldn't control himself, so he increased his strength.
Dongdong cried. She really didn't want to cry like this, but her eyes just dropped. She turned to look for his lips until the four lips were sticky and Dongyang began to really rush up. Only then did she
I was scared: "Dongyang, Dongyang, slower, slower, slower, okay? Where are there babies?"
Cheng Dongyang really lost control, so he immediately recovered and polished it in it before it was over.
After all this trouble, Dongdong was sweating and even her clothes were wet. He got out of bed and went to make hot water and clean it for her.
It was already early morning and everyone was asleep. When he turned hot water and twisted a towel out of the kitchen, he saw Cheng Zhenguang also coming out.
"Uncle, why haven't you been asleep yet?" Cheng Dongyang saw his uncle beside the courtyard, looking at the moon in the sky.
"I think the moon is very good today, so I'll come out to appreciate the moon." Cheng Zhenguang saw that he was holding hot water and was wearing a simple shirt. His eldest nephew, even though he had been abroad for a few years, could be considered a lifestyle.
Independence. But seeing him carrying a basin of water into the room like this and fetching water in the middle of the night really made him fall into glasses.
Cheng Dongyang saw his uncle's eyes falling on his hands, and he was really uncomfortable. "Uncle, then you can continue, I'll go in first."
"Dongyang!" Cheng Zhenguang called him behind him. Seeing him turn his head, he smiled, "You are really different."
Cheng Dongyang hadn't reacted yet and didn't understand why his uncle suddenly said that.
"You are more like a man now, and it's different to get married. Go and take care of your wife." Cheng Zhenguang patted his shoulder, "It's pretty good."
Cheng Dongyang nodded: "Uncle, you go to bed early too."
When he entered the yard, he looked back at his uncle. He was standing in the moonlight, alone in his shadow. He felt inexplicably a sense of loneliness and desolation.
He returned to the room, Dongdong lay on the bed and half asleep. Dongyang entered the room and quickly locked the door and took off her clothes. "Dongdong, Lao Liang here has a granddaughter, twenty years old,
First head, my figure is similar to yours. I borrowed a set of clothes from them and you can change it first."
Meng Yudong was about to get up, but Cheng Dongyang didn't let her go, but he still let her lie on her side and untied her clothes. He twisted a towel and wiped her body, especially below. He had touched her inside. Now
He had to get it all out, otherwise she wouldn't sleep well all night. After all this trouble, his body became hot again, but he didn't have the courage to do it again, so he had to endure changing her dry clothes.
The clothes are still a little small, mainly in the bust area. A shirt was tightly wrapped around, so Cheng Dongyang had to unbutton her two buttons.
The pants were elastic, but fortunately they were tied above the abdomen. After changing her clothes, Cheng Dongyang found that her feet were slightly swollen. No wonder when she changed her shoes, she felt that the shoes were a little small.
"Dongdong, will your feet feel uncomfortable?" Cheng Dongyang put her feet in his arms and pressed and rubbed them.
"Yeah~" Dongdong was about to wake up, and she felt that he was pressing very comfortably. She was sleepy and tired, and fell asleep like this.
Cheng Dongyang pressed her for a while, poured the water and then fed it. He applied it to her for half an hour with a hot towel until he looked better, but he was afraid that her feet would catch a cold, so he took socks for her.
She put it on. Her legs couldn't be curled up now. He took his pillow and put it under her feet so that she could sleep more comfortably.
Cheng Dongyang never took care of a woman like this, but when facing Dongdong, he felt that it was so natural to do these things. He lay down beside her and used a pillow with her.
Dongdong would naturally lean into his arms, and when his hand reached over, her hand would naturally be placed in his hands.
When Dongdong woke up the next day, Cheng Dongyang was still asleep. She slept very peacefully, looked down and changed into new clothes, and she was refreshing.
She vaguely remembered that Dongyang changed her clothes last night. She turned to look at him. His head was slightly pressed against her neck. When she moved, he woke up.
"Ash..." Cheng Dongyang smiled at her lazily and kissed her in the face.
"Year-morning, Dongyang." Dongdong found that she was wearing socks and pillowing her feet, and she felt very comfortable. Her feet were now swollen, and she would feel a little uncomfortable these two days, and she had already felt much more relaxed now.
"What time is it?" Cheng Dongyang said, turning to the head of the bed, at half past seven. He was going to work early in the morning, so he had to get up. "Dongdong, I'll call Yuanyuan to come and accompany you later, otherwise you will be in the morning
Go back to our place to live, and I'll send you there first."
Meng Yudong also got up, and she said, "No need, Dongyang, I'll call Yuanyuan to come here by packing a few clothes. Your grandparents are all good, I'll stay here to accompany them. It's great
.”
"Okay, I'll have time in the afternoon. We'll go picking rings and dresses, and we have to take wedding photos." Cheng Dongyang came and brought her a coat and wanted to put it on.
"I'll do it myself, Dongyang." He took care of himself like a child.
"Okay! I'll get water and let's wash." Cheng Dongyang pinched her now-round face and went out.