"This kind of flower is called a rose, which represents undying love. You just picked eleven of them. The language of the flower is wholehearted love."

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek, feeling that the dark red color on his handsome face was like a happy little flower slowly blooming in her heart.

But remembering how he had lost his temper just now, she pinched his cheek angrily, "Hey, have you ever noticed that your jealous look is really childish, like an unreasonable child..."

Xia Houlie's hand rubbing on her shoulder suddenly stopped, his face darkened, "Unreasonable child?"

"That's right." Mu Qingwan chuckled, and while taking off his outer robe, she cooed like a child:

"Children, hurry up and sleep well, otherwise Auntie will hit your palms..."

When Xia Houlie heard her voice, his whole body suddenly tensed up, and his hands subconsciously grasped the quilt in front of him.

He sat blankly and let Mu Qingwan take off his clothes for him, helped him lie down, and was about to leave when he suddenly grabbed her hand and said seriously:

"My child doesn't dare to sleep alone. Can aunty sleep with me?"

"Hey!" Mu Qingwan laughed when she saw him like this, and whined angrily, "You are really..."

"Auntie, come and sleep with me!" He said as he lifted the quilt and reached out towards her. Mu Qingwan was about to hit him when she suddenly saw his body that had obviously lost a lot of weight under his thin underwear, and his eyes

I couldn't help but darken:

"Hey, you've lost a lot of weight..."

A smile appeared on the corners of Xia Houlie's lips, and he suddenly pulled her into his arms, hugged her, and nibbled on her ear. His voice was filled with joy: "Auntie, I feel sorry for you!"

"Hey!" Seeing that he was still shouting like an aunt, Mu Qingwan couldn't help but hit him with anger and laughter, "I don't like men with bad figures. If you dare to lose weight again, be careful I won't

you!"

He squeezed her hand tightly and raised his eyebrows: "Where have I lost weight?"

Mu Qingwan put one hand on his chest and poked him here and there with the other:

"Hey, I'm thin here... I'm like a piece of ribs here... I'm thin here too... Oh, I'm thin everywhere, there's no place that's not thin... Oh, it seems I really have to reconsider whether I want you...

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She was still picking and choosing in a serious manner, when Xia Houlie suddenly narrowed his eyes, grabbed her hand and wiped away his recommendation, and said with a evil smile:

"Then please ask Auntie to check and see if there is any weight here?"

As soon as Mu Qingwan's hand touched the piece of heat, she immediately wanted to retract it as if she was electrocuted, but he refused and held it firmly in place. She blushed like a cooked lobster with embarrassment and struggled for a long time.

Unable to break free, he could not help but gnashed his teeth and cursed:

"Xia Houlie, you liumang!"

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. He wrapped the two of them in a quilt with his other hand, then stuffed her hand into his clothes, bit her earlobe and said:

"Be good, check the child carefully to see if there is any weight there. This is related to your vital interests..."

Mu Qingwan was restrained by him. He held her hand and rubbed it against him. She couldn't pull her hand away. She couldn't help feeling embarrassed and anxious, "Xia Houlie, don't be ridiculous..."

"Auntie, I feel so uncomfortable here, please help me find out what's going on? Why does it hurt so much..."

The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became. Mu Qingwan felt that his face was about to burn up. She tried desperately to take her hand out, but it inevitably rubbed against him. An extremely sexy shenyin escaped from his throat. The intoxicating sound was like

Mu Qingwan's body burned like a fire, making her feel that her knees were starting to weaken.

He turned over and began to stabilize her eagerly, while murmuring:

"Auntie, you feel so comfortable if you move a little bit...tell the kids...why does it feel so comfortable?"

"Xia Houlie! Are you still pretending? Are you still shameless?"

She started struggling desperately, and when he was unprepared, she rolled away. Just as she was about to get up, she was suddenly grabbed by him.

Her clothes were in a mess, and his hands even touched the smooth skin. How could he let go of the delicious food in his mouth?

He leaned over Kenyao on the back of her neck and gasped:

"Wan, I won't pretend anymore! I won't pretend anymore! Give it to me. Didn't you say that your master has said that there is nothing serious except for the eyes and legs..."

"No, no... your body is just a little bit stronger... ah... you bastard... my master said it's still not possible... don't touch me..."

In the end, she could only bring out her master, trying to suppress the crazy man inside her.

"Little liar!" He chuckled and did not let go at all. Instead, he held her down harder and harder, and his big hands began to pull her clothes randomly...

(Turn on the lights! Haha~~ I wrote the story I skipped here, Xia Hui, and posted it in the group, okay~)

Xia Houlie deliberately bullied her and coaxed her to take the initiative. He finally waited until she relaxed and was about to exert force when there was a knock on the door:

"Master Wan, the wheelchair is ready..."

Leng Ji's voice sounded extremely excited. Only then did Mu Qingwan remember that there was Leng Ji outside. Thinking of the earth-shattering action just now, she felt nervous and her body suddenly tightened. He was suddenly tightened by her, caught off guard, and hugged her body tightly.

, let go deep inside her...

She was shaken wildly by the impact, and before she had time to think about it, the door was knocked louder. She had to calm down her violently beating heartbeat and calm down before replying:

"Hmm...I know, let's leave it outside..."

Her voice was as gentle as water. Even if Leng Ji was ignorant, he knew what he had ruined. His body suddenly stiffened, and a group of crows flew over his head. Just now, he had not heard anything outside the window, and he only focused on being a chair in his hands.

, completely unaware of the changes in the house...

At this moment, he had foreseen the dark face of his master, and he would probably skin him if it got serious. He shook his body and said quickly:

"Oh...then...it's okay...I'm leaving..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man used qinggong and ran away in a flash, as if there were demons and ghosts chasing him behind.

Mu Qingwan listened to his voice and quickly disappeared outside the door. She clutched the quilt tightly in silence, her little face tightly wrinkled, as if she might cry at any time.

Seeing that she was silent and Xia Houlie couldn't see her expression, he couldn't help but get anxious: "Wan, what's wrong?"

She bit her lower lip and said tremblingly:

"What we did just now... Leng Ji must have heard it..."

She buried her head deeply into the pillow, "Ang... I don't want to live anymore..."

Hearing her muffled voice, he groped forward and couldn't help but smile. His hand slowly moved up along her push. She immediately noticed his intention and couldn't help but pick up the pillow that was under her head and hammer it.

He said:

"You still dare to come? Go to hell!"

He stopped, leaned forward to touch her forehead, and whispered in her ear: "Are you really willing to let me die?"

She suddenly remembered how he was walking on the edge of death yesterday, her heart trembled, she hugged his body and said aggrievedly:

"Don't talk about death anymore!"

She was silent for a while and then said: "It's all your fault. How can I have the nerve to face Leng Ji in the future..."

"Fool! Don't worry, he definitely didn't hear it. Otherwise, how could he have heard it and knocked on the door?"

She frowned and retorted subconsciously: "But I was so loud just now, Leng Ji was outside, how could I not hear..."

Hearing this, Xia Houlie smiled like a cat that had stolen something, and said proudly:

"Baby, are you so loud because you enjoy it? Is it because I make you feel comfortable?"

Mu Qingwan choked for a moment, her face turned red and her neck was thick. She suddenly pushed him away, turned away from him with a stern face, and ignored him. The next second, the eleven roses appeared in front of her again, and she burst into laughter.

, took out one and scratched his nose, snorted deliberately:

"Hey, you want to eat me with these flowers now, right? Let me tell you, Xia Houliumang, this princess will not accept this!"

He knelt on one knee on the bed and made a pious worship gesture, "Then I dare to ask Her Royal Highness Princess Qingwan, what do you want Xiaosheng to do before you forgive me?"

She rolled her eyes and suddenly remembered how he looked in his wedding dress a few days ago, and said with a wicked smile:

"You haven't fulfilled what you promised me last time..."

When Xia Houlie heard this, he straightened up and said dissatisfiedly: "The last time you persuaded me to pretend to be a woman, didn't you say you didn't care anymore?"

"Last time was the last time, and this time is this time. Do you agree or not?"

Her charming and charming voice fell into his ears, and there was no trace of laziness in it. His throat moved, and he felt as if his heart was lightly brushed by a soft feather, and it tickled him.

He reached out and hugged her into his arms, pulling the quilt on his body and saying:

"It's okay to agree, but you have to satisfy me first."

Mu Qingwan was startled, pushing him while gritting her teeth and scolding him as a liumang bandit. However, his physical condition was already very good. Even though he was a little weak due to the poison, it was still easy to subdue her. She had no way to compete with him. She was beaten by him.

All of a sudden he was pressed down on the bed...

After Mu Qingwan was exhausted, he finally let her go, stabilized her sweaty forehead, turned over and hugged her, slowly calming down the restless emotions in her chest.

He held her in his arms with one hand, caressed her small body with the other, and said slowly: "Wan, give me a child."

Mu Qingwan was too tired to open her eyes. After hearing this, she twisted his arm and said angrily: "Who wants to give birth to your child?"

"Give me life!"

Her eyes darkened and she burrowed into his arms:

"But I don't want our children to be born in a place like the palace. Throughout the ages, as long as the power of the country is involved, even biological fathers, sons and brothers have turned against each other. I don't want our children to be burdened with fame and wealth throughout their lives, and then become powerful |
Chapter completed!