Xiahou Yongli sighed, hugged her and said helplessly: "We will have to do it after another half a month of cultivation. You are still in the mood to think about those things that are pulling the red line now."

Deyang lay on his warm and broad chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, ignoring his words, and instead said softly: "I like to listen to your heartbeat the most. No matter how difficult it is, as long as I hear it beating rhythmically, I can feel at ease."

Xiahou Yongli was stunned for a moment. He only knew that she liked to lie in his arms and pressed her little face against his chest. He thought she was afraid of the cold, so he wanted to find the warmest place like a small animal, but he didn't know that she was listening to his heartbeat.

"You like to listen, you can hear it immediately!" Xiahou Yongli hugged her tightly and said heavily, as if he was promising a promise that would never change.

"Of course!" Deyang answered for granted and added, "I can only listen, no one else is allowed!"

Such a domineering and rude oath made Xiahou Yongli feel so happy that he could not remember the dignity of his prince, but was ordered by his own princess not to accept his concubine, which was a matter of losing his dignity.

"I am so happy in my heart when Yin Yin cares about me so much!" Xiahou Yongli's thin lips bent slightly, and a beautiful curve appeared, and said softly in her ear.

Deyang's soft and slender arms softly hugged his waist as tight as a bee. Not only did he not answer, he arched his little head to his chest, like a cat who was in love with him, it attracted his great tenderness, and his heart became even softer, almost losing his sanity.

"Oh, if you weren't pregnant..." Xiahou Yongli swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said helplessly in a hoarse voice, "It's only this time that I bully me, but I remember it all!"

While talking, he gently stroked her slight fragrance of blackness. The wisps of plum fragrance almost made him addicted to it and did not want to wake up.

Deyang laughed silently. He did deliberately tease him just now. Seeing that he was so angry that he didn't dare to move, he just thought it was very funny.

Regardless of whether he remembers it or not, he can do nothing now and can only let her bully it.

"In the past, you always bullied me, and I wouldn't stop begging for mercy. Now I'm not allowed to bully me back?" Deyang accused him angrily. Although he spoke, his face was unconsciously blushing. Even the ear beads turned red to his neck, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone, which made Xiahou Yongli distracted.

"I was not good before..." At this point, Xiahou Yongli suddenly reacted and couldn't help but cough, "Cough, but Yinyin is so cute that it always makes me unable to control myself. Yinyin, for your husband, you will lose your ability to control yourself!"

Deyang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said in anger: "As for saying this, I still have to be proud?"

Xiahou Yongli chuckled, the light in his narrow eyes was as broken as water and as soft as the moon, and he quickly comforted: "In the world, only Yin Yin can tie her husband to her husband, and pride and so on should be like this. You haven't seen many women secretly looking at her husband!"

"Shameless!" Deyang choked by him and cursed neatly.

"Yes, the more I feel now, the more I feel, the face of my husband is for Yinyin, and no one can feel comfortable when he sees it. Only Yinyin feels comfortable when he sees it, and the more Yinyin looks at it, the more comfortable when he is!" Xiahou Yongli said proudly.

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Chapter completed!