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Feng Jiu helped Xiao Mianmian cover the small quilt and returned to the bedside.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she looked down at the big red pajamas on her body, which were old-fashioned with a round neck and placket, and the placket, cuffs, and trouser cuffs were beautifully embroidered by hand.

Feng Jiu smiled helplessly.

This guy has really done enough work to prepare such festive pajamas, and she can't wear them if she doesn't want to, because the pajamas she used to put in the bathroom are gone, and they must have been hidden by him......

Feng Jiu sighed silently, okay, as long as Chief Long is happy.

Thinking in his heart, Feng Jiu brushed his long hair, which was still a little damp, got up and went to the dresser to get a wooden comb, then turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, lowering his head and slowly combing his hair.

In the late stages of pregnancy, she wanted to cut her hair short, but Long Yutian didn't let her, so she only cut it a little shorter, but now it has grown to the lower part of the waist.

Her hair was fine, dark and thick, and smooth, and felt like a fine piece of ink.

Feng Jiu lowered his head, looked at the long hair hanging down on his chest, and suddenly remembered that when Long Yutian was intimate with her, he liked to support her hands on her side and look down on her, watching her long hair spread all over her body, and watching her white body like a piece of flawless jade, lying on her long hair like ink.

He said that she was like a real goblin who could kill him......

Feng Jiu's face burned suddenly.

At this moment, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened, Feng Jiu's breath stagnated, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

But she didn't look back, didn't move, still kept her head down, combing her hair little by little.

However, her ears unconsciously pricked up, listening to his slow footsteps, and slowly walked towards her step by step......

……

Long Yutian walked out of the bathroom and saw such a quiet and beautiful picture-

In the orange candlelight, through the thin translucent red curtain, he could vaguely see his little goblin, sitting on the edge of the bed covered with dragon and phoenix quilts, slightly lowering his head, quietly combing his waist-length hair.

Because she was sitting with her back to him, he could only see her back.

She was dressed in the big red old-fashioned pajamas and pajamas he had prepared for her, the finest silk and the elaborate tailoring, which perfectly outlined the lines of her still delicate body, and made his breathing instantly become a little heavy.

Although she sat motionless and did not look back at him, he felt that he knew very well how she was feeling at the moment, and did not ask him why, because he could feel it.

At the moment, she was as inexplicably nervous as him, but she was full of joy and expectation......

His eyes were fixed on her figure for a moment, and his steps slowly skirted the large round bed, and finally came to her side.

But she still didn't look at him, and continued to comb her hair silently with her head down.

Long Yutian slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, then sat down beside her, and reached out to hold the hand she was holding the wooden comb......

……

Feng Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at his hands, slender and rough, with cocoons grinding out of their palms and fingertips.

And now, his body was almost tightly pressed against her, and his calloused palm rubbed gently against the back of her smooth and delicate hand.

However, just once, as if rubbing out a cluster of invisible sparks,