The little fairy of the paranoid CEO

Chapter 92, gentle man.

Jiang Yechuan frowned and looked at the girl's painful expression. After looking at most of the dishes on the table that had been cleared away, he knew that the girl was full. Jiang Yechuan hurriedly walked over.

"Baby deer, do you want to be a pig? Eat so much!"

When Jiang Yechuan went over and took a look, his face turned dark. The girl's round belly was obviously a little pregnant even though she was wearing a T-shirt.

"Woo hoo, don't dare to mess with me next time..."

Yan Lushang's stomach ached, and it was so uncomfortable that he didn't bother to refute the man, and lay on the chair wailing in pain.

Jiang Yechuan was a little anxious, so he quickly went to get the digestive tablets and handed them to the girl.

Yan Lushang quickly took the digestion tablet, swallowed it, and then took a swig of water. The effect of the medicine had not yet taken effect, but his stomach still hurt.

Jiang Yechuan sat down next to the girl, reached out and lifted up the T-shirt, revealing the girl's round belly, and applied his hot palms to it.

"Brother Wild?!"

Yan Lushang exclaimed when his clothes were suddenly lifted off.

Subconsciously, he wanted to push the hand on his stomach away, but was stopped by the man's voice.

"Don't move, it will make you feel better."

Jiang Yechuan's eyes were very focused, and his hands moved up and down, left and right, gently stroking the girl's belly.

Yan Lushang, who originally wanted to push the man's hand away, stopped. Her cold stomach felt a little cold due to the stinging pain. The man's hot palm just helped her relieve part of the pain.

"A little to the left, um, yes, yes, a little to the right..."

Then he quietly let the man touch him. Yan Lushang gritted his teeth and leaned on the chair, giving orders to the man from time to time.

……

As the medicine took effect, Yan Lushang's stomach no longer hurt so much, so he just rubbed it. After about half an hour, his stomach gradually shrank back to its original shape, and Jiang Yechuan's hands were numb to the touch.

"Baby, does your stomach still hurt?"

Jiang Yechuan raised his eyes and asked the girl.

Who knows, the girl has been on the chair for some time, sleeping like a dead pig, and she makes a little nasal noise from time to time, but the man was too focused just now and didn't pay attention.

He was still biting his little finger, and there was a faint drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Eat before you sleep, eat after you sleep, this sentence probably describes Yan Lushang.

Jiang Yechuan silently retracted his hand and pulled off the T-shirt that had been lifted up to his stomach. "What a little piggy."

Jiang Yechuan cursed quietly.

He carefully picked up the girl from the chair as if he was appointed. Although his movements were still very careful, he still woke the girl up.

"Well, Brother Ye, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore..."

Yan Lushang rubbed her sleepy eyes with her hands and looked at the man who carried her back to the bedroom. She arched her chest with nostalgia, and her voice when she woke up was very soft and cute, as if she was acting like a baby.

"I rubbed it for half an hour. Of course it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Yechuan carefully and gently laid the girl down on the bed, his tone a little harsh.

"Hey, Brother Ye, you're so kind."

Yan Lushang was silly, his eyes were bent into crescent shapes, and his small pear pits rippled out with his smile.

Enokawa gently kissed the girl's forehead.

"Well, sleep well."

With that said, Jiang Yechuan pulled the quilt and lay down, turning off the lights in the bedroom, leaving only a small desk lamp on.

……

Another half-quarter of an hour passed.

Yan Lushang tossed and turned but couldn't sleep, not even Jiang Yechuan next to him.

"Baby, go to sleep quickly and don't move around."

Jiang Yechuan gently hugged the girl's waist.

"I can't sleep, your leg hair keeps pricking me..."

Yan Lushang turned around and faced the man, his tone a little aggrieved.

Enogawa:……

　I swear I will work hard to save the manuscript.

　　Oh, it’s so hard to always be like this.

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