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"Your son is fine, don't worry."

he answered softly.

It was as if he was afraid to wake her up.

For a moment, he didn't want her to wake up.

Because it was a good feeling to be interdependent.

At least he could talk to himself when he was thinking.

"Hua!" A sound.

Little Treasure opened his hazy eyes.

As she slept in the bath, she dreamed of snakes again.

A huge python with golden scales on its head flicked its bright red tongue at her.

As she got closer and closer, she could only raise her hands to block it. Then, she couldn't help but scream.

Cold sweat trickled down her forehead, and she woke up with a start.

"Snake, there's a snake! What a big snake!"

After Xiao Bao woke up, both of its hands were like pincers that fiercely grabbed Feng Yi's arm.

Feng Yi felt a wave of pain and he had no choice but to pat her back and console her, "Little Treasure, be good. It was just a dream. When the nightmare wakes up, it will turn into smoke and disappear. "

Little Treasure let out a huge breath. After seeing the person in front of him, he shouted again, "Why is it you?"

"It's me?" "What's wrong?"

Little Treasure looked around and found that he was sleeping in the bathtub again.

Last time, her precious son scolded her for not bathing in the bath for too long and catching a cold.

In the end, she committed another offense …

The corner of Little Treasure's mouth twitched. Fortunately, his son wasn't here.

"How can you be in my bath!"

She looked at Feng Yi with dissatisfaction.

Feng Yi thought what she said was funny, and replied: "Did you fall asleep or what? This is my bathtub, since when did it become yours?"

"Ugh …"

Little Treasure was stunned for a moment.

In her subconscious, as long as she used them first, they would all belong to her!

Forget it, don't bother with evil men.

Little Treasure washed his face with water and prepared to go ashore.

However, Feng Yi grabbed her arm and said: "Don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"What do you want to do?"

"Heh, what for? What do you two men and women do in a bathtub? "

His phoenix-like eyes were hooked, and a hint of warmth could be seen within them.

It made Hua Xiaobao very nervous all of a sudden.

This damned fellow was squinting his eyes, trying to do something to her!

No, she was not someone to be trifled with.

Hmph, resolutely fight back.

If necessary, he would throw a fist at it!

Let's knock him out first.

Feng Yi moved closer, held her small face and said: "Tonight was beautiful, Little Treasure …"

His almond-shaped eyes were filled with a charming scenery, like the sunset in a tide, flowing with light and overflowing with color.

Little Treasure wanted to raise his fist, but was stopped by his big hand.

"Let me go, let go!"

What did he want to do with her?

Little Treasure struggled as his heart began to churn like a heavy rain.

"Why did you let go? We are already husband and wife. What is there to be afraid of when you do what you do between husband and wife? "

Feng Yi said as he embraced her slim waist.

What? What... Couple?

Well, are they married?

Little Treasure's mind was in a turmoil as he didn't know what to do.

Feng Yi leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Xiao Bao, are you shy? Since my son has already given birth to me, what is there to be shy about? "

He chuckled.

Little Treasure's confused heart gradually calmed down.

It seemed like … It seems so.

Hua Xiaobei was logically speaking, she was Feng Yi's seed!

It is often said that a child is conceived in October, but it usually matures in nine months.

However, when she was pregnant with Hua Xiaobei, she kept holding it in, holding it in for ten months before she was born with great difficulty.

If she were to calculate it this way, then she should have been pregnant within the Phoenix Clan.

Little Treasure's rosy cheeks turned completely red.

"Little Treasure, give birth to another princess for this king."

Feng Yi encouraged her even more.

"Princess? How can you say that you were born a girl. "You already have a son, be content with what you have!"

Hua Xiaobao immediately retorted.

She didn't want another one. Having children is very painful, okay!

She almost died when she gave birth to Bey!

No way!

Feng Yi suddenly said very seriously: "Did you know? Every generation of Phoenix Clan has a rule that every consort who cannot give birth to a princess must enter the pig cage! "

"What, what? Into the pig pen? "

Little Treasure's face turned red.

"Yes."

Feng Yi nodded with certainty.

"Impossible, how could this happen!?" Anyway, I've already given you a son! "My mission is complete, you can't …"

Feng Yi interrupted her: "She's just a son, not a daughter. If you cannot give birth to a princess, you must enter the pig cage! "

He firmly grabbed her wrist, leaned close to her earlobe and blew gently, "Little Treasure, don't be afraid and don't be shy. I will treat you very gently. I swear to you — my movements will be very light; as long as you have a princess, you won't have to go into a pig cage. I also assure you that your second child will not be as painful as your first. The second child, really, really didn't hurt at all. "Because the second child is a princess after all. Having a daughter is a bit easier …"

Hua Xiaobao felt that he was about to faint.

"You want me to give you another princess?"

How can this be!

Hua Xiaobao's upper and lower rows of teeth were in an intense struggle.

"Yes, and then you salivate for This King, the lowly little princess. So we have a son and a daughter, and life is so happy. "

Feng Yi teased and pointed to her smooth little nose.

Hua Xiaobao's little face flushed red, and she instantly didn't know how to respond.

"He'll be glad to have another sister for Bey."

Feng Yi's eyes flowed with brilliance, moving closer to her trembling eyelashes, and said: "Little Treasure, I have already thought of the name of our daughter. "I'll call it that..." Small secret? How about it? It's pretty good, right? See, it's really good. "

He spoke with pride and admired himself.

Small secret?

Little Secret Bee?

Hua Xiaobao's little head was filled with knots to be beaten to death.

This name is very... There was a different meaning to it.

"What's wrong? "Do you like the name?"

Feng Yi asked excitedly.

"I have toothache. Let's talk about it next time."

There was only one line in Little Treasure's mind — like a P!

Her daughter could only be taken by herself!

Xiao Bao turned around and raised his feet. Just as he was about to climb onto the shore with all his might, he was pulled into the water by Feng Yi.

Thump! Thump! A sound.

Water splashed everywhere and rose petals filled her.

She choked and coughed.

Little Treasure emerged from the water, his eyes burning with sparks of fire.

"Scoundrel, scoundrel, Feng Yi, you are such a scoundrel!"

Feng Yi laughed out loud. "Am I a scoundrel? "Fine, then I'll let you have a look."

What?

He had made her choke, and he was wicked.

Evil!

What more could he want to do to her?

Hmph, don't bother with evil men. The more you care about them, the more troublesome it becomes.

Raising his head, he complained with his big, watery eyes.

However …

In the next second, Feng Yi appeared again.

When he stepped forward, she had to step back.

All of a sudden, he was at a disadvantage.

Feng Yi squeezed her into the narrow space step by step.

Water, rose petals on her hair full of thousands of silk, soaking in the water, like a night of rain splash.

Feng Yi raised his head and took the rose off her hair.

He walked up to her and asked, "Do you want the rose or your incense?"

What kind of problem was this?

She wasn't a flower, could she make fragrance?

She had no fragrance now, only fire.

A hint of ridicule flashed through Feng Yi's phoenix eyes, "If you don't answer, then this duke will personally inspect it."

He raised his sword-like eyebrows, parted his thin, red lips, and laughed so hard that it could make a woman's heart beat faster.

In the moment that Hua Xiaobao was lost in thought, he stood up, his handsome appearance like a towering mountain, instantly pressing down on her.

His thin lips followed her white forehead and kissed her all the way down.

Little Treasure struggled as he grabbed her hands and tied them behind her back.

Leaning against the rounded stone wall, Little Treasure felt a little cold.

He felt a chill in his heart.

His kiss was very hot, like a ball of fire, with the tendency of a spark to turn into a raging prairie fire.

Xiao Bao opened his mouth wide: "Feng Yi, let go of me, you're hurting me!"

Feng Yi smiled and said as he kissed her pink cheeks:

"Be good, Little Treasure. As long as you don't move, it won't hurt. I will treat you very gently. "

He straightened her small waist and said with an evil smile, "Where do you like me to kiss you?"

Xiaobao shook his head and helplessly said, "Don't …"

She wasn't as strong as him, and the more she resisted, the tighter he tightened his grip.

His tears poured down her face like rain.

From the forehead, eyebrows, lashes, nose.

He was light, light, feathery.

It was as if he was only kissing a delicate flower.

Or maybe he was just watering the flowers.

Gentle like the rain, drop by drop, gently sprinkled.

Little Treasure felt as if he was trapped in an abyss of warmth.

A surging tide was churning in her heart.

She couldn't tell him what she really felt.

Two indistinct little people were quarrelling in her mind.

One is an angel — if you want to follow your own inner feelings, reject them if you want to!

One is Satan — you and he are husband and wife and have had your first love. Since he had already given birth to a son, wouldn't it be more perfect and blissful to give birth to a daughter?

5555...

What should he do?

These two little fellows were competing with each other. They both had their own opinions, and refused to give in to each other.

The voices of the angel and the devil lingered in her mind.

Her head suddenly grew so big that it was hard not to feel drowsy.

She couldn't make the right choice right away.

However, having another child was extremely stressful for her.

Although she felt that Hua Xiaobei's appearance was too handsome and domineering, his personality was completely unlike hers.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it before. If Little Bei was her daughter, would he be more intimate with her and act like a spoiled child to her?

55555... Compared to her son, she actually preferred to have a daughter.

Although she knew subconsciously that Feng Yi and her skin had already been covered, if not she would not have given birth to Xiao Bas.

But the reality of her relationship with him was only one side of the story.

She wasn't sure.

The only thing he knew clearly was that he really liked to take advantage of her and eat her tofu.

There had always been another voice at the bottom of her heart — No, no, you can refuse!

A tear hung in the corner of her eye.

Feng Yi's kiss covered her lips, tossing and turning.

A very sweet taste flowed between their lips.

"You really are very sweet, even more fragrant than roses."

He squeezed her waist harder, clamping her kicking legs.

Since it was so sweet, he had to savor it well.

Feng Yi's eyes became dark and hot.

Her taste was indeed more delicious than he had imagined.

He pursed his lips and leaned over again.

"Feng Yi... Let go, let go of me … "Ugh …" "Mmm mmm …"

Little Treasure could only groan.

"Hiss …"

It was the sound of clothes ripping apart.

When she was nervous, she would grab at his little hand whenever she had the chance to let go. With a pull, she tore his thin, transparent, snow-white clothes apart.

"Don't worry."

Feng Yi said, his eyes blazing with fire.

When he grabbed her hand and looked up, he saw tears shining in her eyes.

A teardrop flashed with a cold light, and landed in Feng Yi's eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

he asked, his burning eyes suddenly cold.

The moon in the sky seemed to fall into icy water.

Hua Xiaobao lowered her head, her hair in a mess, two streams of clear tears rolling down her face.

"Because I don't know if I like you or not. More than once I have asked myself — do I love you? "

Feng Yi's thin red lips were as tight as steel wire.

"The child has already given birth to me, and you still ask about love and not love! Isn't it funny? "

He clenched his fists, and the pride that was hidden deep in his heart was severely hurt by her.

To him — he was a man without family feelings. Among the kinship he knew, it was indifferent and heartless.

What about love?

He had never thought about it.

He had never lacked women since he was young. What kind of woman hadn't he seen before?

Amongst the many concubines in his palace, which one of them didn't surround him, flattering him.

Most of it was about benefits.

Is there any element of love?

He never asks the harem women — do you love Ben?