Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Some people are probably the kind of people who love dragons.

At night, in the bedroom with swaying candlelight, Xia Yuan lay on the couch with his arms pillowed on his head and read the booklet boredly. Some people are really like Mr. Ye.

All day long I have been thinking about having a baby in the bridal chamber, but now it is really time to bridal chamber, and there is no one to take a bath with.

Xia Yuan once again flipped through the book that he had read several times. Then he tucked it under the pillow, raised the pillow a little higher, put his arms on his pillow and closed his eyes to fall asleep, and began to think about other things in his mind.

Come.

I don't know how much time passed, Xia Yuan felt that he was about to fall asleep, and felt itching on his cheeks. He opened his eyes, and then he saw Mr. Ye had come back at some time. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, fluttering.

He stared at himself with closed eyes, his long hair was still a little wet, and felt cool against his face.

The pure and beautiful face between the hair, still rosy after bathing, long eyelashes, and wet eyes, was indescribably moving. Xia Yuan wanted to question him dissatisfiedly, but it had been almost two hours.

How the hell do you even know you're coming back?

But looking at Xiao Nizi's cute look, the dissatisfaction in his heart was instantly wiped away. He sighed, people really only care about their faces.

Zhu Xiurong didn't know what was wrong, her face was full of joy and indescribable charm, and there seemed to be tension in her eyebrows, but it passed by in a flash, as if she had hidden it.

Xia Yuan blinked, suspecting that the tension he just saw was his imagination.

The autumn harvest had just passed, and the power of the autumn tiger was still there. She had just taken a bath, and was only wearing a thin undershirt. It was not cold at all. She lay down on the couch, snuggled up to Xia Yuan, pulled her hair forward and combed it with her hands.

, softly said:

"Husband, let me tell you, when I came out of the shower just now, I saw a cat squatting on the wall. It was a white cat. There was no other color, it was just white, but it was as white as snow.

Yes, her eyes are still blue, so beautiful."

While she was talking, her breast inadvertently rubbed against Xia Yuan's elbow. It was soft, and the faint fragrance of her body penetrated her nose.

Such a lively little girl is in my arms, and now she is talking about a cat. Is now the time to listen to cats?

Just as Xia Yuan was about to speak, Zhu Xiurong pressed her arms against his chest again, snuggling her face against his chest, and continued to talk enthusiastically,

"I don't know where that cat came from. It's not afraid of people at all. It tilted its head and looked at me. I heard the queen said that cats are spiritual and can become sperms. I think that white cat is like a sperm.

As if. Husband, do you think cats can really become sperms?"

Pure white cats were relatively rare in this era. Most of the folk cats were tabby cats or black cats, which were also called Chinese pastoral cats.

Empress Zhang had always liked cats, and she kept many of them in Kunning Palace. Every time she went to the palace, she would pet the cats with her.

It is normal for the two of them to sit together petting a cat and talk about cats becoming sperms. After all, the allusion of cats becoming sperms has been circulated among the people for a long time and is very popular.

But Xia Yuan didn't know whether the white cat had become a sperm. He felt that the little shepherd's purse in his arms was about to become a sperm.

Although this girl was inexperienced, she didn't understand anything at all. Xia Yuan felt that frog cubs were swimming around in his head, and the quilt was about to stand on edge.

But this girl also mentioned some kind of cat. He felt that this was intentional.

Xia Yuan pinched her fair little face and responded casually: "It should be possible."

After that, he opened the quilt and said, "Okay, I just finished taking a shower, come under the quilt, be careful if you catch a cold."

"It's okay, it's not cold now, you won't catch a cold, and your hair is not dry yet."

Zhu Xiurong turned a blind eye to the opened quilt, and like a coquettish child, her two smooth little feet swayed in the air a few times, "Husband, that white cat must have become a sperm. It squatted on the wall and looked at me.

After a long time, I finally walked along the wall."

Xia Yuan raised his body and raised the pillow a little higher, "Oh, so is this why you took a bath for so long? You stared at a cat with big eyes and small eyes for a long time, turning your husband into a

People hang out here."

"I didn't watch it for a long time, I just watched it for a while."

As she spoke, Zhu Xiurong pulled her hair twice more and spread it behind her back, revealing her slender neck.

Xia Yuan's eyes followed her slanted skirt and saw a touch of delicate white skin, and something flashed past with a graceful arc.

His eyes suddenly became malicious. He often had malicious intentions, but this time he was even more malicious.

Xiao Qizi noticed her husband's malicious gaze, her two little feet standing in the air stopped swinging, and her little face turned red inexplicably.

A young girl does not have the sultry charm of a mature elder sister, but this shy look is particularly touching.

After a pause, she whispered again: "When that cat left, he kept looking back."

"It's a cat again. I think you look like a cat."

Seeing that she had picked up another cat, Xia Yuan couldn't bear it anymore. He opened the quilt, reached out and grabbed the little cat's arm. With a cooing cry, the little cat was pulled into the bed.

The kitten seemed to be frightened, her eyes were closed tightly, her long eyelashes were trembling, and her face turned redder. Xia Yuan hugged her tightly, her little body was fleshy, soft, and warm.

It's so comfortable to hold in my arms.

Xia Yuan put his hand along the hem of her clothes and asked amid the kitten's cries: "Since the moment you entered the house, you have been talking nonsense to your husband about cats. Are you serious about business?"

Forgot?"

"What, what's the matter?"

He was stumbling when he spoke, and the nervousness that had flickered before could no longer be hidden, and was completely exposed at this moment.

At this time, Xia Yuan finally understood why this little thing started talking nonsense to him as soon as he came back. It was just to resolve the tension.

His hands loosened a little, no longer holding tightly, but turned into gentle caressing, and he reminded her gently: "Make a baby, don't you want to give birth to a baby for your husband? Do you want to give birth to that baby?"

Create first, right?”

Hearing this, the tension on Zhu Xiurong's face became more obvious, even panicked. She opened her eyes and took a look, then quickly closed them and said weakly: "Then, the husband put out the candle."

Xia Yuan shook his head and said, "No, my husband's eyesight is not good. If the candle goes out, I won't be able to see you."

Her mind was flustered and confused, "Yes, really?"

Immediately she closed her eyes sadly and stammered: "That, that, that"

Seeing her like this, Xia Yuan pecked her on the cheek and said, "Relax, why are you so nervous, or are you saying that you don't want to give birth to a child for your husband?"

Zhu Xiurong's little face warmed up just after being kissed by him. Hearing the last sentence about having a baby, he started to panic again. After a while, he replied in a very low voice: "I think so."

The sound was quiet and not as loud as the mosquito's movement. Xia Yuan almost didn't hear it. He put his ear close and said: "What did Xiao Qizi say just now? Why does it sound like a mosquito humming? Please speak louder."

Knowing that this man was making fun of her, but looking at his ear, Zhu Xiurong murmured a few times, and still said shyly, "I, I want to give birth to a child for my husband."

The warm breath was clearly touching my ears, but it seemed to be teasing me at the top of my heart. In the dead of night, my wife, who was light and soft, gentle and lovely, was in my arms, and she spoke such words into my ears again, Xia Xia

Yuan feels that no one in this world can withstand such a test.

He couldn't stand it either.
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