CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Han Zhiyu licked her lips. This was a subconscious action.    

The hand that was holding Lu Yiran's wrist also became hotter and hotter because of the temperature of his body. Sweat slowly seeped out of the palm of his hand.    

"What's wrong? Is it because my body is not feeling well?"    

Lu Yiran's expression changed almost instantly. He turned her around and looked at her nervously.    

"No. . . It's not my body. . . "    

Han Zhiyu immediately shook her head when she saw Lu Yiran misunderstand.    

"I saw that you endured the pain at night, so I went to the hospital to ask the doctor. . . "    

Han Zhiyu did not care about her embarrassment and did not have the heart to make Lu Yiran worry. She immediately said it out loud.    

When she saw the corner of Lu Yiran's lips slowly raise, she couldn't help but choke on her words.    

"What did you ask?"    

Seeing that Han Zhiyu did not speak, Lu Yiran put one arm on her side and leaned down. His breath affected her when he got close to her.    

Han Zhiyu's face became redder and redder.    

Leaning against her body, she could clearly feel Lu Yiran's body getting tighter and tighter. He was leaning against her thigh and was growing stronger and stronger.    

Han Zhiyu knew Lu Yiran was not feeling well.    

She slowly lifted her eyelids and looked at the handsome face in front of her.    

This man was really good to her.    

She knew what Lu Yiran wanted to hear. He was teasing her on purpose to see her shy look. She smiled. Although she was still shy, she took the initiative to put her hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer to her. She said in a low voice, "Dr. Wang said that on the wedding night, you can. . . Just be gentle. . . "    

Han Zhiyu's voice was small and her words were very soft, but each word was clear.    

Lu Yiran already knew what she wanted to say from Han Zhiyu's reaction, but knowing it was one thing. If he really heard it from her mouth, it would be torture for him.    

Lu Yiran only felt that he was in greater pain somewhere.    

Was this considered lifting a stone and smashing his own feet?    

Although Jiang Zixin also said that they could share a room today, for the sake of the baby in his stomach, he couldn't act on impulse.    

Even though it was the wedding night, he had to bear with it.    

Lu Yiran's hand tightened almost instantly when he touched it.    

However, it only tightened twice and then loosened again.    

His breath became thicker.    

However, he did not move a step closer.    

"Go to sleep, there is really no need! I'm fine! "    

Lu Yiran could feel that Han Zhiyu could not bear to see him endure the hardship and kissed beside her ear.    

His hand reluctantly returned to Han Zhiyu's abdomen. It was easy to lose control when he touched it.    

It was hard to control it now, but he could not really control it.    

He had also read a lot of books regarding Nascent and wanted to take good care of Han Zhiyu.    

It was very hard for a woman to get pregnant, not to mention. . . Mrs Lu's health was not very good, plus she was pregnant with two more. Although it was very blissful, he was more worried.    

He could not allow any accidents to happen. If Mrs Lu and the child in his womb had any accidents because of him. . .    

Thinking of this, the arms that were hugging Han Zhiyu became even tighter.    

Han Zhiyu saw that she had already confessed to him to this point, but Lu Yiran had yet to take action.    

She could only close her eyes and sleep first.    

Just as Han Zhiyu was about to enter her dream, Lu Yiran's voice suddenly sounded by her ear.    

"Mrs Lu, do you want it?"    

This sentence immediately made Han Zhiyu come back from her half-asleep state.    

"No!"    

Han Zhiyu's face was completely red. The way Doctor Wang looked at her that day made her feel like she was a hungry woman, and now even Lu Yiran was teasing her like this.    

She only felt sorry for him. How could she want him?    

"Don't be shy. Today is our wedding night. "    

Lu Yiran's hands had already started to move, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was the case.    

After all, the books had said that pregnant women were more and more eager in this aspect.    

Han Zhiyu's face was completely red. She held his hand and softly shouted, "I didn't! I was worried that you would endure the pain and not want it!"    

Han Zhiyu was not willing to admit that she wanted it, even though she did have a little bit of it.    

But. . .    

She would only mention it because she really could not bear to see Lu Yiran. . .    

Lu Yiran listened to Han Zhiyu's low voice and put one hand on her side. Then he lowered his head and kissed her red cheek.    

The hot temperature and fine beads of sweat were seeping out of the corners of his temples.    

His lips pressed against hers and his large hand caressed the hair on her face as he gently kissed her.    

"I really didn't! Stop messing around!"    

Han Zhiyu pushed Lu Yiran, not letting him move.    

"Ha!"    

Lu Yiran smiled lightly, but he still kissed her.    

Han Zhiyu could not resist his kiss. It had been a long time since they kissed like this. He tried his best to restrain the hug just now, afraid of stirring up more emotions.    

In the past, if she did not take the initiative to kiss him, Lu Yiran would be even more restrained.    

Every day, she would give him a light goodnight kiss and a morning kiss. They would not kiss each other so deeply. Han Zhiyu could not help but start to hum.    

Unconsciously, Lu Yiran had already made her feel. . .    

While lightly panting, Han Zhiyu lay there softly. She saw Lu Yiran gently using a hot towel to help her wipe the sweat off her body. She was afraid that it would catch her cold.    

She closed her eyes, unable to think about what had just happened.    

Thinking about what Lu Yiran had just done, Han Zhiyu bit her lips and the heat on her face could not be removed no matter what.    

It was only when Lu Yiran went to the bathroom that Han Zhiyu opened her eyes.    

After she was pregnant, Lu Yiran was even more gentle and considerate than before.    

Just now, he was so gentle that she did not feel uncomfortable at all, but did he do it himself?    

He thought about how he could feel his body's reaction just now, but he only used his lips and hands to make her feel comfortable.    

She wanted to help him, but he was unwilling, afraid that she would get tired. . .    

"Hubby, I'll help you. . . "    

When Lu Yiran returned to the bed, Han Zhiyu quietly reached out her hand.    

However, Lu Yiran held her hand and put it back in front of him. He hugged her and whispered, "Sleep!"    

"But. . . "    

"Sleep!"    

Lu Yiran's voice was low and hoarse and overbearing. Han Zhiyu was also really a little tired.    

Seeing that Han Zhiyu did not want him to help, her body became tired again. She closed her eyes and soon felt a little dizzy.    

"Hubby, I will make it up to you in the future!"    

Before going to bed, Han Zhiyu muttered like this.    

Lu Yiran pressed his lips against Han Zhiyu's ear and whispered, "I will remember. "    

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