Lord, you are satisfied, ma'am, she is burned to ashes

Jiang Yao's eyelashes trembled so badly that the tips of the eyelashes were stained with pitiful drops of water, making his bright eyes crystal clear and moving.

There was fear in her eyes, but also begging.

"I never..." Yu Jinghan opened his lips, wanting to explain, but swallowed the words again.

He knew that Jiang Yao would not listen to his side of things until he had no evidence to prove that he hadn't done these things.

In the same way, if it were him, he would not believe it.

"Jiang Yao, since you killed one of my children, you have to pay me for it! As long as you cooperate, I will release Jiang Xu and let you reunite after you get pregnant and give birth." Yu Jinghan let go promise.

"You're dreaming! I won't have your child, you—not—worthy!" Jiang Yao choked up slightly.

"All I have is time and patience to let you know whether I am worthy or not." Yu Jinghan let go of her, "Now I will help you clean up."

Jiang Yao didn't expect Yu Jinghan to condescend to give her a bath and shampoo himself.

It's really terrible!
Jiang Yao looked at the handsome and charming side face of this man, he helped her take a bath earnestly, her heart seemed to come alive, she would still be beating for him, bewildered by him.

She hated herself for being warmed by his gentle and considerate actions, and hated herself for being able to grow a little bit of nostalgia for him.

Jiang Yao was still in a daze until Yu Jinghan wrapped him in a bathrobe and carried him to the bed.

"Sit down." As soon as she moved, he stopped her.

Yu Jinghan also helped her dry her wet hair, and dried her hair with a blower.

Even though he had been very careful, his fingers caught her hair several times, which reflected that he had never served others before.

Yu Jinghan took her to the dressing room to find clothes, everything from inside to outside to accessories.

It is still the latest famous brand of the season, and many of them have not even removed the hang tags.

Yu Jinghan's set of clothes was given to her by the nanny.

Jiang Yao put on a loose purple floral dress and a light purple coat, which made her fair and beautiful.

The waist-length hair is fluffy and smooth, with a gentle and demure temperament.

She is really beautiful.

Yu Jinghan hugged her waist from behind Jiang Yao, rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, and looked at her in the full-length mirror: "I will have a daughter as beautiful as you in the future."

Yu Jinghan sniffed the faint fragrance on her body.

"What if it's not a daughter?" Jiang Yao answered his words quickly, "If it's a son, will you hug it and throw it away?
"If I'm still a son, then I can only work harder, tilling and sowing every night...until you give birth to a daughter." Yu Jinghan deliberately said this to tease her.

"..." She opened her eyes in shock.

Jiang Yao could only complain in his heart, did he treat her like a pig?

"Pigs are much cuter than you." Yu Jinghan's thin lips lightly touched the tips of his red ears.

Jiang Yao felt a burst of electricity rushing from the slap to the brain.

He even knows what's on her mind, can he read minds?
"You're swearing." Jiang Yao was dissatisfied, "If I'm a pig, then what are you?"

Yu Jinghan picked up a strand of hair in front of her and wrapped it around her fingertips: "Jiang Yao, I haven't seen you for a year, and my mouth has become stronger. Then let me taste what you ate..."

Before Jiang Yao could react, Yu Jinghan had already grabbed the back of her head and kissed her delicate lips accurately.

Jiang Yao's eyes widened in shock, she reached out to push Yu Jinghan away, but was hugged by him, bound in his arms and unable to move.

"Close your eyes." Yu Jinghan took advantage of the gap and said.

Jiang Yao closed his eyes obediently, while he lingered and plundered her lips, trying to make up for all the lost time during this period.

Just one kiss, Jiang Yao felt that the tip of his tongue was a little numb.

"Do you want to take revenge on me like this?" Until she gave birth to a daughter.

"If you think it is, then it is." Yu Jinghan turned Jiang Yao around to face him, with an extremely serious expression.

Jiang Yao bit her lip: "So many women want to give birth to you, why me?"

"It can only be you." Yu Jinghan stroked her lips with his fingertips, "Because you owe me this. You have to pay!"

That's right, she owed him more than ever.

"But who should I ask for my grandma's blood debt?" Jiang Yao thought of her grandma's debt again.

Obviously he was the murderer who killed grandma, and even though he was right in front of her eyes, she couldn't do anything, instead she was imprisoned by him.

His ruthlessness made her narrowly escaped death again and again, why was she still soft-hearted towards him.

"If I say that I didn't kill your grandma, would you believe me?" Yu Jinghan didn't want to bear this huge crime.

She also didn't want her to treat him as an enemy all the time, insisting on getting married with him until death.

He wanted to get rid of the hatred in his heart and make her feel good for her pregnancy.

"I..." Jiang Yao also wanted to believe him, but he couldn't find a reason to believe him. Emotion and reason pulled her away, making her cry in pain, "The fact is so, how do you want me to believe you?"

"Is this the kind of person in your heart?" Yu Jinghan raised his fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

Jiang Yao didn't speak, but the tears fell even more fiercely.

"Don't cry anymore." Seeing her crying, Yu Jinghan didn't know what to do, and his tone was a little more serious.

Sure enough, Jiang Yao stopped crying, held his breath, and his eyes were still wet with tears, as if he had been wronged all the time.

Yu Jinghan hugged her tightly in his arms, stroked her thin back with his palms, and sighed slightly: "Crying too much is not good for your health."

After Jiang Yao stabilized his mood and washed his face again, Yu Jinghan took Jiang Yao downstairs.

There is a consulting room on the ground floor, and Yu Jinghan invited an old Chinese doctor to feel Jiang Yao's pulse at home.

Examine Jiang Yao through the traditional Chinese medicine's four diagnostic methods of looking, smelling, asking, and feeling.

After the inspection, Jiang Yao was taken out by Mrs. Peng.

"How is her body? What should I pay attention to if I want to get pregnant?" Yu Jinghan asked the old Chinese doctor.

The old Chinese doctor stroked the gray goatee with his thin hands: "My wife is weak and weak. I'm afraid she won't be able to conceive in a short time. Did she suffer from any serious illness?"

"She had a miscarriage." Yu Jinghan's eyes dimmed a bit.

"I see, no wonder you are in poor health." The old Chinese doctor nodded, "If Mr. Yu wants his wife to conceive soon, he should take care of his body from now on, keep a happy mood, eat a reasonable diet, and exercise more.

I will prescribe a prescription and take it twice a day. I must insist on it. As long as I take care of it properly, my wife is still young and there is still a chance to get pregnant. "

"Then I will trouble you." Yu Jinghan's chest felt a little stuffy.

Her body is so bad, why doesn't she cherish her body at all?
Yu Jinghan asked the driver to send the old Chinese doctor away and go to get the medicine.

Dinner was ready when he returned.

Yu Jinghan personally pulled out the armchair for Jiang Yao and let her sit down.

Yu Jinghan was sitting on her right, the two had different dinners.

Jiang Yao is an exclusive nutritious meal, to condition the body to prepare for pregnancy, while Yu Jinghan eats it normally.

The nutritious meal was so rich that Jiang Yao couldn't finish it all by himself.

"Too much." She didn't want to waste it.

"You should eat more, and I'm not short of money. Only then will I have the strength to have children." Yu Jinghan gently held Jiang Yao's hand, "Promise me to treat myself better in the future."

Jiang Yao felt the dryness of his palm, and his eyes were full of distress, towards her.

He will feel sorry for her. Could it be that she is wrong?