Jian Xi looks at Mu Wanqing wrongly.

That pair of clear eyes overflowed with a little different feelings, but in the end, it can only turn into grievances, "Qing Qing..."

He stretched out his hand to pull Mu Wanqing's clothes.

But the night imperial Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped his wrist, cold voice way, "don't touch her."

This kind of silly and cute design is not suitable for his wife at all.

His wife is so skinny that she needs a person like him to take good care of her and take better care of her Others, hum They don't deserve it!

"Can't you touch it?" Jian Xi's whole body's breath, suddenly cool a little, his Mou bottom glides a light Yin Ji.

Mu Wanqing didn't notice, but yeyuchen was very keen to catch, "Jane Shao, she's not the one you can think of."

If he decides, it can only be his.

No one else is qualified to touch, let alone have!

"I see." Jianxi slides her hands into the pockets of her jeans, and her tone cools a little.

He gradually took back the evil light at the bottom of his eyes. When he lifted his eyes and looked forward to Mu Wanqing, he was smiling like the sun, "leaning, thinking of me."

It's OK not to love him, but remember to miss him.

The voice falls, and before Mu Wanqing responds to the meaning of the words, Jianxi turns and leaves.

"Little angel, little spicy chicken." Admire the heart and make complaints about it.

"If you hold your words, I'm weak. I'm going to sleep." The little angel said, "hurry up and have a few hundred rounds with the emperor, otherwise I can't help you at the critical moment."

"What's more, in case I have no energy, you must be careful during this period." The little angel is a little uneasy.

Stinky, every day I dislike him as a spicy chicken

In the treatment of night Yu Chen, she is indeed more clever than anyone, but to himself, but as stupid as death.

"I see." Mu Wanqing responded.

Just a few hundred rounds

The girl lifted to lift eyelid, steal to aim at night imperial Chen.

"Well Let's go home. " Her cheek is tiny red, suddenly light cough a, hook night Yu Chen's finger.

Night Yu Chen tiny nod, "good."

In the evening, Mu Wanqing took a fragrant bath. She specially changed her black lace nightgown and got into yeyuchen's quilt, pestering her like an octopus.

Night Yu Chen Mou light is obscure, "tilt, go down."

Mu Wan shook his head. "I don't want it."

Skirt is very short, almost can only cover buttocks, her slender legs hook night Yu Chen's strong waist, small hand also put on his chest, restlessly touch.

Night Yu Chen Mou bottom dyed a lust color, but still hold her wrist, "tilt, don't make trouble."

She's still sick. It's time to rest.

What's more, it's so fierce. What if it's really a heart attack, an accident or something more serious?

"Yeyuchen, you despise me." Mu Wan's lips were pink.

She protested, lifted the quilt and sat up.

But because the bedding was lifted, her exquisite body also appeared, exposed in front of yeyuchen, more charming and provocative, she was a goblin.

Yeyuchen: "yes."

He closed his eyes, some headache, "do not dislike you, good."

"You just dislike me." Mu Wanqing grumbled discontentedly, "it's really a big pig's hoof. It's not fresh after sleeping for several times."

Now, even if she pesters him for sleep, he doesn't want it.

Girls don't want face?

"Haw." Mu Wan turned his head, "I don't care, I ignore you, I sleep!"

With that, she quickly returned to the bed, rolled all the quilts and wrapped herself up.

"Don't call me if you want to." The girl is bored.

Night Yu Chen helpless, but eventually a low smile, "good night."

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