Fu Rong ignored him, tears constantly, thin shoulders in his arms gently shaking.

Xu Jin looked at her pitiful appearance, headache and helpless.

After knowing that she was born again, he could hardly tell whether her tears were true or not. Only this time, he had no doubt.

"Stop crying. I didn't mean to." Xu Jin lowered her head to eat her tears. She knew that she was in the wrong. In order to coax her, she was willing to say anything, "I was possessed by ghosts last night. Don't be afraid. I won't force you again, OK?"

Fu Rong still did not speak, but his tears gradually stopped.

Xu Jin quietly relaxed and rubbed against her wet face, "don't cry, I'll feel bad when you cry."

I believe his sweet words!

Fu Rong turned to avoid him.

Xu Jin said goodbye to her face, and her voice was lighter: "thick, you talk, you say it, how you punish me, I am willing to accept."

Xu Jin eyes inexplicably sour, afraid to be detected by her, he pressed people into his arms, kiss her head: "I know, I promise you, there will never be another time, thick you believe me, really won't have another time."

Fu Rong finally burst into tears and hit him like a vent. "You don't have me in your heart. Before marriage, those things were used to coax me. Last night, I almost died of pain..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Jin said whatever she wanted, but she didn't want to hear her mention death. She covered her mouth and looked at her. "Thick and thick will live a hundred years, and live a hundred years with me."

Fu Rong looked at him and suddenly grabbed his hand and bit his wrist. He bit him hard, and his mouth smelled of blood.

Xu Jin looked at her tenderly. The more she tried, the bigger the smile on his lips.

If you bite him, you are willing to forgive.

Fu Rong glared at him fiercely, closed his eyes and said, "I'm very angry with Wang Ye now. Don't talk to me unless necessary."

"When are you going to lose your temper?" She was childish again, and Xu Jin touched her long hair playfully.

Fu Rong thought for a while and hummed in a low voice: "I don't know. I'll take the initiative to talk to the Lord when I'm depressed. I didn't take the initiative to answer the Lord. Don't bother me."

If you take the initiative to take care of him, you will be relieved?

Xu Jin continued to respond happily, "is there a third punishment?"

Fu Rong tried to test the bottom line of Xu Jinken's connivance. After a while of boredom, he looked at him and said, "the Lord likes to stand so much. I'll give him some incense tonight, and the Lord will stand at the door until xiangmie goes to sleep?"

Xu Jin frowned, Fu Rong secretly said that he was bad. Just about to expose this, he asked, "I only stood a stick of incense last night?"

Fu Rong Leng Leng Leng to understand what Xu Jin's words mean, can't help but grab the pillow to hit him. At that time, she almost died of pain, and then she simply fainted. How can you remember how long he struggled? Because he was the king, he said a stick of incense, but he was too short?

Xu Jin grinned and smashed her. When she hit enough, he laid down his pillow and held her hand to kiss: "OK, stand a stick of incense, stand a stick of incense, who let me blame?"

He was willing to accept the punishment of standing down. Fu Rong was more obedient. Later, he realized that the man was kissing her hand. He quickly drew back: "you promised not to touch me!"

Xu Jin was stunned: "even, don't even touch your hands?"

Fu Rong did not speak, only quietly brewing tears, and soon they were whirling.

Xu Jin had no idea. She wanted to touch her head, reached for half and took it back. She got up and said, "I'm going to go to the palace to greet you. I'll see how they are getting ready. Go to sleep. I'll call you before you leave."

Fu Rong nodded, pulled the quilt and turned inside.

In fact, Xu Jin couldn't bear to go. Seeing the green silk scattered on her pillow, Xu Jin regretted last night again.

If she didn't hurt her, she could probably do it again this morning

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