Chapter 169

Looking at mu Zhihuan's lovely appearance, Gu Mingxuan's throat dried. He stretched out his hand to clamp mu Zhihuan's jaw, raised her face, aimed at the red lip and kissed it.

It was another soft kiss. When Gu Mingxuan let go of her, mu Zhihuan felt that her feet had trembled.

Helpless, she could only hold Gu Mingxuan. Unexpectedly, Gu Mingxuan was holding him. She held mu Zhihuan up as soon as she bent over.

Then mu Zhihuan watched Gu Mingxuan take her to bed.

Mu Zhihuan couldn't help covering her face, looked at Gu Mingxuan's beautiful face through her fingers, and then muttered: "it's... It's still day outside..."

Listening to her voice as thin as mosquitoes and flies, Gu Mingxuan picked his eyebrows and smiled, leaned over and kissed her fingers: "you provoked me."

Mu Zhihuan: "

When did she start it? Well, even if she really provoked it, she also said that at night, in the daytime... Would it be too reckless?

Just the next second, Gu Mingxuan ruthlessly plundered her thoughts, making mu Zhihuan completely unable to think about day or night.

A storm like frenzy came, and materialization was like a boat in the storm, which could only sink and float slowly with Gu Mingxuan.

When Gu Mingxuan finally hugged her with satisfaction, mu Zhihuan almost thought he would die in bed.

She lay feebly on Gu Mingxuan's chest and complained, "how do you want me to go out with the queen tomorrow?"

Gu Mingxuan's slender fingers held mu Zhihuan's black hair, and his always cold eyes flashed a little lazy this time:

"Then don't go. I heard Chen Zhiqiu say that Ran'er gets along well with his father. It seems that you can leave soon. Then I'll ask my father to marry us."

Speaking of this, mu Zhihuan couldn't help but feel a little sad. She brought a big ball with her own hand. Now she is going to give it to others. She is still a little uncomfortable.

Gu Mingxuan found the difference of Mu Zhihuan. He leaned over mu Zhihuan's head and kissed: "in the future, we can have two children and three children. As long as you are happy, you can have several if you want."

This was originally a comforting word, but it was strange to hear it in Mu Zhihuan's ear.

"What do you think I am when I have so many children?"

Unexpectedly, mu Zhihuan was provoked inexplicably. Gu Mingxuan quickly comforted: "then give birth to one..."

Then Gu Mingxuan reached out and touched mu Zhihuan's smooth abdomen: "maybe there has been a child here."

After being reminded by him, mu Zhihuan remembered that she didn't drink the Bizi Soup for the first time. This time... When she was hesitating whether to drink it, Gu Mingxuan grabbed her hand:

"If I'm pregnant, I hope it's a girl. If she's as good-looking as you, it's perfect."

Mu Zhihuan's heart softened when she heard it. She glanced at Gu Mingxuan with a coquettish look: "if a girl wants to be like you, don't be plain like me."

Gu Mingxuan looked at mu Zhihuan with his deep eyes and said seriously word by word: "you are not ugly at all. You are the person I like, no worse than anyone."

Mu Zhi Huan pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "I believe you this time."

"More than once, what I say to you every time is true." Gu Mingxuan's eyes are too deep to see through mu Zhihuan.

Mu Zhihuan was embarrassed when you saw it. She directly covered her head with a quilt. A shy voice came out through the quilt: "you're not ashamed."

Watching the people in his arms shrink into a ball, Gu Mingxuan's Adam's apple slides slightly, and his voice becomes sexual and deep: "well."

With the sound falling, there was another beautiful scenery in the curtain.

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The next day, when mu Zhihuan propped up and finally got out of bed, there was only a mattress left with Gu Mingxuan's temperature.

Reaching out and touching the residue, mu Zhihuan had a feeling of "pulling out ruthlessness".

But he soon shook his head and threw away the absurd idea.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Just then, the voice of seven niangs rang outside the door.

Mu Zhihuan walked over and opened the door step by step: "it's so early, seven..."

Before the voice fell, mu Zhihuan saw the flowers all over the yard. She frowned suspiciously: "what's going on?"

Qi Niang's face was also wonderful. She shook her head and said she didn't know what was going on: "these flowers were sent one after another early in the morning. I also asked the people who sent the flowers, but they didn't answer."

That's strange. Did the queen send it?

But it doesn't make sense. Then why send her flowers for no reason?

wait a minute! Send flowers for no reason?

Mu Zhihuan's memory revived. She suddenly remembered. Last night, it seemed that she complained that Gu Mingxuan didn't understand amorous feelings and romance. Later, Gu Yunxuan asked her, how is romance?

At that time, she was already on her deathbed. She just talked nonsense about what flowers to give women

Unexpectedly, Gu Mingxuan remembered the flowers sent early in the morning.

Just looking at the bright flowers in pots, mu Zhihuan couldn't help laughing with her mouth covered. Finally, she squatted on the ground with a direct smile and burst into tears.

What she wanted was just an ordinary bouquet. Gu Mingxuan sent her a yard of potted plants.

If this goes to the 21st century, it will definitely win the top in the daily "reward for deception".

Seven niangs didn't know what had happened. Looking at Mu Zhi laughing so happily, her eyebrows frowned tighter.

"This... Miss... What's going on?"

Looking at Qi Niang's blue and purple face for a while, Mu Zhi was happier.

She wiped her tears and comforted Qi Niang: "it's all right, Qi Niang. Go and be busy. I know who sent it."

Hearing that mu Zhihuan knew who it was, Qi Niang was relieved.

But as she walked, she said, "who is so sick and carries potted plants into people's yard early in the morning?"

Mu Zhihuan listened to Qi Niang's self talk and laughed more happily. It seems that Gu Mingxuan also has a time when his head is not working properly.

This silly appearance is unexpectedly cute.

At the thought of Gu Mingxuan frowning and thinking about how to send flowers to himself, mu Zhihuan couldn't help laughing again.

Walking to the flowers, mu Zhihuan couldn't help reaching out and touching the really bright flowers.

The soft touch with a trace of cold made mu Zhihuan squint her eyes comfortably.