His action is like ants biting on her heart. Mu Qingge's whole body is in a mess. He shakes every time he moves his hand holding the brush.

A drop of ink fell from the tip of the pen and fainted a big black spot on the paper.

A well written list was destroyed.

Mu Qingge glared at him in shame, "I just wrote it, and it was destroyed by you!"

"Well, I'll write it back for you then." There was no guilt on Rong Jue's face, and she answered very easily. She put her arm around her waist and gently touched her waist.

"Let me finish..."

"Write again tomorrow." Rong Jue sucked hard on her neck, and immediately there was an ambiguous and moist red mark on her white and delicate skin.

Mu Qingge was hurt by his sucking and frowning. He was about to protest, but he found that his chest was cold. He looked down, but he didn't know when Rong Jue had removed the belt of her inner garment, revealing her pink belly pocket and white skin under her neck.

His hand, on the other hand, came in from the lower edge of her belly pocket and touched the soft skin of her waist and abdomen.

Mu Qingge's face is about to bleed, "but I have to write this one first..."

"Are you sure you can still write, huh?" Rong Jue's face moved up and her voice was hoarse with desire. She asked in her ear.

In fact, mu Qingge's thoughts have been confused for a long time, especially when Rong Jue finished, the palm groping around her waist suddenly covered her white chest. When she kneaded the top to tease, her breath immediately lost its rhythm.

"But I can't do what I promised you."

Mu Qingge's mind was confused about what Rong Jue meant, but she felt that Rong Jue's hand wrapped her pen tightly. Then her hand moved with his palm and wrote a word on the paper.

Mu Qingge knows that Rong Jue has written down the word she has forgotten. She is just about to see if Rong Jue has written it right. Rong Jue suddenly kisses her lips and covers all her sight. The pen in her hand is also taken out by him and thrown on the inkstone at will.

"Well

He sucks the lip and the tip of his tongue. Mu Qingge's mouth can't get any freedom and can't speak at all.

His action is eager and domineering, and her action is a little big. She is sitting on a stool and has no support. She can only put her hand around his shoulder so that she won't fall down because of his big action.

After a long time, two people glued to the lips just open, mu Qingge's lips at that time has become hot up.

Don't think about it. I already know that his lips are red and swollen.

He asked along her chin down, strong arm tightly around her slender waist, in Mu Qingge feel a little cold back, only to find that his underwear has been taken off, only a pair of profane pants and a belly pocket.

The belt of the belly pocket has also been removed

Mu Qingge's face was flushed. Before he could react, he was put through his lower knee and held up.

"Ah Mu light song surprised for a while, immediately tightly embrace Rong Jue's neck, just don't let oneself fall.

Rong Jue's favorite smile satisfied her. She had a deep desire to swallow her.

Mu Qingge's red face was even more red when he saw it. He held his chest tightly and buried his head on his shoulder. Ostrich did not dare to look up at him.

"Fool." Rong Jue kept kissing on her face. The kisses were as warm as the spring breeze. Her voice was as low as the Cello Sound. "Girl, we should work hard to let our children come early."

Mu Qingge was so ashamed that he twisted around his neck, "stop talking."

"Why not?" Rong Jue seemed to talk a lot today. She came to the bed with this mu Qingge in her arms, but she didn't put her on the bed. Knowing that she was on the bed, she asked her to sit face to face on her lap and bite the tip of her nose.

"Just let it be." Mu Qingge bit the tip of his nose a little painful, she was annoyed, also leaned over and bit on his straight nose.

Rong Jue laughs and lets her act recklessly. "We have never talked about our plan. Now we have a good talk?"

"Now?" Mu Qingge now has a lot of consciousness, and she can feel a hard and hot thing under her buttocks more clearly.

Rong Jue gently rubbed her hand on her back and said, "for example, how many children are we going to have, what's their name, and what they should give them after they are born..."

Mu Qingge's face turned black. "These can be discussed after they are born, OK?"

Rong Jue didn't object. She put her palm into her chest and gently kneaded it with her fingers. Mu Qingge softened her waist and chanted.

Rong Jue said, "how many students do we have? Can we discuss now?"

The top of Mu Qingge's chest was pulled by him, and his breathing was a little unsteady: "two are the best, at most three."

Rong Jue didn't quite agree, "what if two or three are sons?"

Mu Qingge didn't know what he was thinking, but asked such a question. He let go of the entanglement. She was relieved and said: "shouldn't you say that if two or three are daughters, what should you do?"

Didn't the ancient people pay most attention to incense?

There are three ways to be unfilial. It's better to have no offspring!

On hearing this, Rong Jue laughed, "that's very good!"

Mu Qingge

"Well." Rong Jue kisses mu Qingge's lips and says with a smile, "let's say that no matter how many we have, we have to have a daughter."

"No!" Mu Qingge glared at him, "no matter how many, at most three!"

Rong Jue frowned. Obviously, she didn't agree with the answer. Royal people always have sons, but daughters

Mu Qingge hummed, "or if I can't have a baby, will you have a baby with someone else?" Usually did not see Rong Jue to which girl had a good face, to the red feather princess are so indifferent to him, she really did not expect that he would want to have a daughter!

Rong Jue's face sank. "Shut up." If it's someone else's daughter, why should he care?

Mu Qingge seldom sees Rong Jue put such a face on her. He also knows that he is really angry. Of course, she didn't want anyone to get in between them and quickly apologized: "well, I'm wrong. Forgive me."

"You are not allowed to say that in the future."

"Sure!" Mu Qingge smiles and kisses rongjue's lips.

Rong Jue's face looks better.

"I don't think we're going to have three sons in a row." Mu Qingge comforted him: "if you have three children in a row, you will definitely have a daughter."

Rong Jue raised her eyebrows and said no.

However, looking at her being picked out of her belly pocket, the skin on her chest was so white and shining that his eyes became deeper. He could no longer help kissing her and ended the topic.