The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 265 Obsessive Entanglement
Dongdong: [Host, aren't you going to call the police?]

While lying down waiting for her meal, Gao Qinghe asked in surprise, "You know how to catch these swindlers?"

Dongdong: [I don't know.]

Gao Qinghe scoffed: "If you can't even catch them, what's the point of calling the police?"

Dongdong was silent, Dongdong got angry, and Dongdong fell silent again.

Dongdong disagrees!

That's because the internet isn't as developed yet; otherwise, I could definitely find the scammers using the Skynet system.

"Stop talking nonsense and shut up." Gao Qinghe was too lazy to listen to its sophistry.

Dongdong let out a human-like "sigh," feeling sorry for itself, having been stuck with such a wicked woman, and wondering when the mission would ever be completed.

When Jiang Baohai returned home in the evening, Gao Qinghe and her mother-in-law had already finished dinner.

Upon seeing his son return home, Qi Lianxin, fearing he would be exposed, immediately yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

Jiang Baohai glanced at his watch. "You went to bed at eight o'clock?"

Qi Lianxin: "I'm sleepy."

Before he could finish speaking, the door had already closed.

Jiang Baohai looked at his wife with concern, "What were you busy with during the day?"

Gao Qinghe shook her head to indicate that she hadn't been busy with anything.

"Oh, right." As she was about to stand up, Jiang Baohai quickly reached out to help her. "Huang Yanqiu came to see me today. Ouyang Yan has already given birth."

Jiang Baohai lowered his voice and asked, "Has someone died?"

Gao Qinghe shook her head, "No, but I did have a brush with death."

Picking up the remote and turning off the TV, Gao Qinghe followed Jiang Baohai into the bedroom, closed the door, and told Jiang Baohai what Huang Yanqiu had told her that day.

Jiang Baohai listened with a calm expression, showing neither surprise nor joy.

I grabbed my pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When they got back, they made Gao Qinghe lie down and gave her a massage.

Gao Qinghe instinctively felt that the man was hiding something, so she turned her head and asked him, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

A soft sigh came from behind him. "Your due date is August 12th, right?" He wanted to confirm it again.

Gao Qinghe hummed in agreement. "There are still one month and eight days left. What's wrong?"

Jiang Baohai shook his head and remained silent. He simply took body oil from the bedside table, turned her over, and carefully applied and massaged it to ensure it was fully absorbed.

Gao Qinghe once said that she doesn't need body oil, as she has a system-prescribed medicated bath to wipe her body, which prevents her from developing stretch marks.

Jiang Baohai was skeptical of this wild remedy that came from who-knows-where, but still insisted that she use oil.

My wife loves beauty so much, if she saw stretch marks on her belly, her already bad temper would definitely become even more irritable.

As a husband, Jiang Baohai felt that there was so little he could do.

If he could, he would love to help her give birth to the child.

After applying the oil, Jiang Baohai buttoned up Gao Qinghe's clothes, turned off the light, and hugged her from behind, gently covering her stomach with his large hand through her clothes.

Gao Qinghe hissed, and the couple simultaneously felt their bellies being stretched.

It lasted for a few seconds, then receded and returned to silence.

Jiang Baohai couldn't help but feel joy when he felt the baby move.

But today, Gao Qinghe noticed that the man behind her wasn't laughing at all.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked impatiently, nudging his chest with her elbow.

After a moment of silence behind her, his hot body pressed even closer, his arms tightening as if he wanted to pull her into his body.

Gao Qinghe's shoulder ached from the digging, and she struggled, causing the strong arm to loosen its grip slightly. The man pleaded in a low, muffled voice, "Wife, promise me, please don't leave me alone, okay?"

Gao Qinghe was completely baffled; what was all this about?

Turning around, I saw two bright lights in the dim light in front of me.

He buried his head in her chest, avoiding her intrigued gaze, and began talking to himself:

"You won't end up like Ouyang Yan, right? If it causes you any trouble, I'll make sure the doctor saves the mother, absolutely saves the mother, and you'll be fine. In short, you can't leave me alone in this world."

A soft, suppressed laugh rang out overhead, startling Jiang Baohai, who was lost in his sorrow.

After realizing what had happened, he suddenly raised his head and stared at her angrily.

“I’m talking about something very serious, so take it seriously,” he reminded through gritted teeth.

"Pfft~" Gao Qinghe tried to hold it in, but couldn't help it and burst out laughing. "Hahaha, how can you be so funny? You're even imagining other people's wives having difficult childbirths?"

Jiang Baohai took a deep breath to suppress the anger rising in his head.

He didn't want to joke with her!

He sat up, turned on the light, looked down at her, and said coldly:

"Gao Qinghe, I'm warning you, if you continue to treat having children so casually, I'll—"

"So what?" she asked curiously, her eyes blinking.

Jiang Baohai's breath hitched, and he said angrily, "You really need to be taught a lesson!"

He grabbed the thin blanket and covered them both, then fiercely shoved her ungrateful, full lips as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"Well"

Gao Qinghe felt a stinging pain, followed by a sweet, metallic taste that filled her mouth.

Jiang Baohai, are you a dog?!
I was so angry that I slapped him.

It made a crisp "snap" sound.

Jiang Baohai paused for a moment, his cloudy eyes barely clearing for half a second. When he saw her beautiful face, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and all that remained was primal desire.

Having not been intimate with her for so long, he had only intended to give her a warning, but he hadn't expected her to be like a drug that could make people dizzy. He had just tasted a little bit of the sweet and pungent flavor when he couldn't stop wanting more.

Gao Qinghe saw that he was stunned and thought he was about to stop.

Before I could catch my breath, a burning hot body approached me again.

Unlike his previous domineering and impatient manner, this time he was gentle and careful, using intimate touch to feel her strong pulse and breathing, easing the fear and anxiety in his heart.

An intense longing gripped Jiang Baohai's heart, causing his eyes to redden and his emotions to well up uncontrollably.

Gao Qinghe's heart melted instantly. She used her tongue to wipe away the crimson stain on her lips and returned the kiss.

No matter how beautiful the words, they cannot compare to the resonance produced by the intimate entanglement of two similar souls; the physical reaction is the most instinctive expression.

Gao Qinghe knew that the man in front of her loved her so much that he wished he could die with her.

If he were to die first, she would be even more eager for him to be buried with him.

That almost obsessive entanglement and infatuation is both dangerous and alluring.

And all of this is, in a way, the result of her indulgence.
After one hour.

The two lay paralyzed on the bed, breathing heavily like fish out of water.

Gao Qinghe wanted to say something more, but instead she tried to soothe the fury-stirred stray dog ​​beside her.

I never expected that drowsiness would come so suddenly, and the words I wanted to say automatically came out in my mind, making me feel like I had already said them all.

I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Baohai looked at the pretty sleeping face with a helpless expression.

He gently kissed her hair, lay down, and was about to sleep when suddenly a violent smashing sound came from the village.