Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 388 Almost Tortured to Death by You

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 Almost Tortured to Death by You

Morning.

A sliver of warm sunlight passed through the sheer curtains, lazily casting over the large bed, illuminating the two people intertwined in sleep.

Lin Qian’s curled eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the man’s strikingly handsome face.

At the moment, his eyes were still closed, and he slept on, his brow serene like a big boy.

Yin Moran!

Last night she slept in the same bed with him!

A bit hot!

Lin Qian’s almond eyes blinked as she shifted slightly, trying to move away from this burning furnace.

The large hand on her lower abdomen felt her movement and started to gently circle, as if massaging her.

Lin Qian: "....."

This man really is the most thoughtful man ever!

Last night, her period came, and not only did he go out to buy her female products himself, but he also acted as her warm hand warmer, holding her and gently massaging her aching belly.

Who knows how long he massaged, but before she drifted off to sleep in a daze, she could still feel his warm hand’s gentle soothing movements.

Again and again, tender and lingering.

This man really, why does he touch her heart so?

Lin Qian curved her lips in a silly laugh, caught off guard as she met the man’s suddenly opened eyes.

Deep and dark, with the laziness of someone just awoken.

"Qianqian, awake? Did you sleep well?"

The man’s voice, as always, was magnetic, like a cello that intoxicates.

Lin Qian curved her lips more, softly replied, "Mm, and you? Did you sleep well?"

"Not too well."

Yin Moran took a deep breath, pulling her closer, breathing in her fragrance, his voice hoarse and sensual, "Nearly got tortured to death by you."

Lin Qian: "..."

Nearly tortured to death by her?

Is it that exaggerated?

She didn’t ask him to act as her warm hand warmer.

Lin Qian pouted, pushing against his solid, hot chest, "Serves you right! Who told you insist I sleep here?"

"Ow! Qianqian, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Yin Moran frowned, his deep dark eyes looking intently at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian was startled, suddenly remembering someone’s chest was still wounded, and hurriedly reached to apologize, "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to."

"Didn’t mean it? I think you did it on purpose!"

Yin Moran applied a bit of force, flipping her underneath him, his gaze dark and burning as he looked at Lin Qian.

This little woman was deliberately torturing him!

Finally having the beauty in his arms, yet he could only look and not touch!

Isn’t that tormenting?

"I didn’t! Yin Moran, get off, be careful of hurting your wound!"

Lin Qian clearly felt something unusual about Yin Moran’s body, and her face suddenly warmed.

Wanting to push him away, but afraid of touching his wound, she could only glare at him and sweetly tell him to get off.

The woman’s face was elegantly beautiful, her skin smooth and white, like a peeled egg.

One cherry lip turned a delightful red because of her biting, making one unable to resist wanting to kiss it thoroughly.

Yin Moran’s eyes darkened further, and he tilted his head slightly, directly covering that captivating red lip.

Unable to do anything else, he could only kiss fiercely, quenching his thirst!

"Mmm..."

Lin Qian lightly punched the man’s broad shoulder, feeling the turbulent emotions from him, her heart softening completely.

Knock knock!

A knocking sound came, faint childish voices coming from outside.

"Mommy, are you awake? Daddy, Mommy, time to get up!"

Lin Qian: "..."

Yin Moran: "..."

Little cuties, interrupting his moment early in the morning, don’t your hearts ache?

"Yin Moran, get up, Candy is awake."

Lin Qian quickly dodged Yin Moran’s kiss, speaking sweetly.

Yin Moran took a deep breath, kissing her rosy lips one more time, looking entirely unfulfilled.

Once he barely calmed the roiling desire, he turned over and got out of bed, helplessly heading to the bathroom.

Watching the man’s tall, lean back, Lin Qian felt a burst of secret laughter.

Someone, isn’t this what you deserve?

But, why does she feel a bit sorry for him!

Ahem, what kind of thought is this.

She swore, she absolutely had no such idea of wanting to do that with him!

Lin Qian shook her head, quickly got up, put on a coat, and ran to open the door.

Standing outside were two little ones.

Seeing her come out, Candy giggled, lunging into her arms.

"Mommy, it turns out I wasn’t dreaming! Last night you really were in my house! No, at our home! Mommy, my dear mommy!"

The tender voice was filled with immense joy.

Lin Qian’s heart softened, picking up the little baby and giving her a kiss on her milk-scented little cheek.

"Mm, my dear daughter, Mommy loves you very much."

"Hehe, daughter loves Mommy very much too."

The two were sweetly affectionate, while on the side, Chu Ziyang blinked his eyes, a trace of envy flashing across his face.

He also wanted to be held and kissed by Mommy!

But, he’s a little man and can’t be as clingy as Candy!

As he was envying, Yin Moran walked out of the room, catching Chu Ziyang’s little gaze, he immediately reached with a long arm, picking him up into a hug.

"Morning, son."

The man’s strong arm held his small body up, giving him a clear view.

One word ’son’ carried pleasant intimacy, making one feel warmly close.

Oh!

Being treasured by Dad feels so good!

Chu Ziyang’s little face warmed, his dark eyes shining with countless starlights.

"Morning, Dad."

"Mm, did you sleep well last night?"

"Pretty well."

"..."

Listening to their conversation, Lin Qian holding Candy, her brows and eyes were filled with tenderness.

So their family is reunited like this?

It truly feels like a dream!

...

Country Y, in a scenic private sanatorium.

In the deluxe ward, Zhong Liqing looked at the unexpected visitor, Qiao Xiya, her expression indifferent.

"Ya, why have you come?"

Not only did she come herself, but she also brought a man along.

She recognized this man, it was Lin Hai, the one who made a scene at Old Madam Yin’s birthday, Lin Qian’s father.

No one goes to the temple for no reason.

She didn’t believe Qiao Xiya came especially to visit her.

Qiao Xiya, having just undergone a miscarriage procedure, was wrapped tightly in layers of clothing.

She took off her scarf and sunglasses, her eyes gradually welling with tears as she looked at Zhong Liqing.

Her hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, unable to hide her sorrow.

"Auntie, I had a miscarriage."

Qiao Xiya had a miscarriage?

Zhong Liqing frowned and said, "You had a miscarriage? Were you in a relationship with someone?"

"No, auntie, the child’s was Moran’s."

Qiao Xiya’s face was full of tears, "But he won’t admit it and insists on being with Lin Qian. I tried to explain to him, chased after their car, never expected an accident, and lost the child!"

Hearing this, Zhong Liqing looked shocked.

Her body subconsciously leaned forward.

"What did you say? The child in your belly was Moran’s?"

"Yes, auntie, you probably didn’t see the news being abroad. A month ago, Moran and I had a night in Yun City, this child was his."

Qiao Xiya looked fragile, a subtle glimmer passing through her lowered eyes.