Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 359 - 354: Blinded by Lust and Ended Up Pregnant

Chapter 359: Chapter 354: Blinded by Lust and Ended Up Pregnant

In the main hall, a round wooden table was set with three dishes and a soup, steaming hot.

Song Qin took a bite of rice, her cloudy eyes scanning the young couple across from her. Although she didn’t know what had happened, she felt that the two weren’t as affectionate as before.

After the meal, she pulled Lin Qiao into the room, her face full of concern, "Qiao’er, is Tingfan bullying you?"

Lin Qiao was slightly puzzled and shook her head, "No."

A silent pressure of life and death weighed on her, though.

"Don’t try to deceive Grandma, Grandma can see it, have you two been quarreling? If you have, I’ll talk to Niu Niu."

Song Qin lovingly patted her head, feeling somewhat guilty, "When you agreed to marry Tingfan, your Grandpa and I were both happy and worried. Happy that the two of you would have someone to rely on in the future, worried that Tingfan might not treat you well, concerned you would be wronged, and over these years, you’ve worried too much."

Originally, Lin Qiao didn’t think much of it, but hearing these words, her nose began to tingle with a sense of grievance.

Clearly, she hadn’t done those things, yet she had to bear the blame.

It’s obvious bullying!

Sometimes, she just wanted to give up, let the villain kill her off.

Save the constant anxiety and fear.

Ah, if only she’d gritted her teeth back then and refused to marry, she wouldn’t have a child in her belly now and be in such a passive position.

It’s her fault for being blinded by desire!

But she couldn’t say these things to Song Qin, so she comforted, "Grandma, it’s nothing, I just haven’t been sleeping well lately, can’t sleep on my side."

Song Qin scrutinized her expression and, confirming she wasn’t lying, breathed a sigh of relief, "Being pregnant is like that, back aches, restless sleep. Later, I’ll tell Tingfan to massage you at night."

"Don’t try to be brave, if you’re uncomfortable, tell Niu Niu. He’s a man, he’s not meticulous; sometimes if you don’t say, he won’t notice."

Lin Qiao quickly waved her hand, "No need."

Realizing she was too abrupt, she softened her tone, "I’m fine, don’t tell Tingfan. He’s already busy with work in the camp every day, very tired."

"It’s normal for a young man to be a bit tired." Song Qin wasn’t just saying it for show, she truly felt sorry for her.

She’s pregnant and not only has to manage several elderly people but also the shop, which must be tiring.

Lin Qiao blinked, sincerely saying, "I disagree, he’s tired enough, Grandma must not say anything."

This child is truly too kind-hearted, Song Qin smiled, "Alright, alright." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Though she said that, after leaving the room a while later, she secretly gave Song Tingfan a few words of advice.

In the room

Lin Qiao had someone light the fire pan, then prepared to nap before looking at the accounts. Just as she was about to lie down, Song Tingfan came in. She put her clothes back on, puzzled, "What was taken away?"

Song Tingfan walked over, sat by the bed, glanced at her waist, and asked with concern, "Why didn’t you mention your back was sore?"

Hearing this, Lin Qiao knew Song Qin had spoken to him and was momentarily amused and annoyed, "I’m fine, it’s just..." while being pregnant.

Before she could finish, he leaned over to undo her clothes, "..."

She quickly grabbed his hand, "No need, my back isn’t sore right now."

Song Tingfan frowned slightly, looking somewhat stern, "Don’t lie."

While speaking, he still undid her clothes, leaving only her white inner garment. Lin Qiao shivered slightly and curled her neck.

Seeing this, Song Tingfan covered her with the quilt, then took off his shoes, got into bed, and drew the bed curtain, blocking out the cold.

Lin Qiao: "..."

As their gazes met, the atmosphere felt slightly off.

Ambiguous.

The hands on her waist kneaded evenly; to say it wasn’t comfortable would be a lie, and she didn’t refuse anymore.

A free masseuse, might as well enjoy it.

After a while, a large hand rested on her protruding belly, a deep voice by her ear, "When the year-end’s over, I’ll spend time at home with you."

Now intimately close, Lin Qiao unnaturally replied with an "Mm," pulling the clothing beside her, about to put it on, when the man pressed down on her clothes, "Weren’t you going to sleep? Don’t put them on."

Lin Qiao: "..."

"Cough, then I won’t see you off, hurry to the camp."

She took his hand, then pulled up the quilt and lay down, glancing at the man sitting there unmoving, then said, "You should hurry, don’t be late, come back early."

Song Tingfan made an "Mm" sound but didn’t get up and leave. Instead, he leaned down to kiss her.

Lin Qiao thought he’d leave after a peck, but he..., "Mm..."

She instinctively pushed him slightly; he stopped, his eyes darkened, and hoarsely said, "It won’t hurt the child."

Lin Qiao’s face flushed, feeling puzzled. The villain wasn’t supposed to have shadows over such things, so why was he interested in it?

She turned her blushing face away, softly saying, "No, the doctor said to be careful, and you aren’t gentle; I couldn’t bear it before."

Indeed, before, after Song Tingfan had tasted the "sweetness," he had been insatiable, and she couldn’t get up the next day.

After speaking, she hooked her arms around his neck, giving him a kiss, shyly saying, "Let’s wait until after the baby is born."

Song Tingfan’s throat moved, "Alright."

...

After he left, Lin Qiao let out a long sigh of relief, thankful the child in her belly gave her an excuse; otherwise, it would’ve been hard to refuse.

Outside, the snow fell heavier, eventually covering the ground with a thick layer, looking beautiful at a glance.

It snowed continuously for several days. Pulling her big belly, Lin Qiao, for safety, stayed indoors, only going out to buy festival items when the snow stopped and the ground dried.

Song Qin and Mrs. Fan wanted to go with her, but afraid they’d catch cold, Lin Qiao didn’t allow it.

Probably because it had been quiet for days, the streets were particularly lively today, the carriage wheels hardly rolling before having to stop.

Fortunately, the coachman drove steadily, keeping the ride comfortable.

Lin Qiao wasn’t pressed for time or in a hurry, gazing at the scenes by the window, stalls on both sides stretching a long way. From this position, the end couldn’t be seen.

Seeing a stall selling pancakes, she craved them, raising her voice, "Grandpa, two pancakes please."

"Sure thing."

The pancake-selling grandpa quickly wrapped two pancakes for her, saying, "Eight cents."

Mrs. Xu, fearing she hadn’t heard, also gestured an "eight" with her fingers.

Lin Qiao counted out eight cents, then handed a pancake to the coachman in the front, "Uncle Yu, have a pancake."

Yu Sheng took it, a bit shy, "Thank you, madam."

He didn’t eat it right away but carefully placed it in his pocket, planning to take it home for his grandson later.

He glanced ahead, explaining, "There’s going to be an execution near the market today, so the roads will be blocked for a bit."

Hearing this, Lin Qiao asked in surprise, "What crime did they commit?"

Xu Sheng, seeing the carriage ahead move, quickly followed, and when they stopped again, he explained, "He’s a general, heard he abducted a girl from a good family." Hearing this, Lin Qiao "Oh"ed, thinking the villain acted quickly, not giving anyone a chance.

If she wasn’t sure she was her original self, she’d have reported to the underworld by now.

She took a bite of the pancake, trying to eat more while she still could.