Ling Xi finally understood what Nangong Mingye meant when he said, "Let's all talk together." It really meant "everyone" together.

This time, not only the six husbands are here, but also the master.

This is also the first time Jiang Shan has joined this big family and stayed in the room with them.

In the past, when he was in Qingfeng Hall, he would be hungry all night and couldn't sleep. He didn't know what they were doing, and he didn't know if his little woman was frightened by hungry wolves in clothes.

Tonight, he knew that there was really a lot that we could do together.

Murong Yunfei was setting up the chessboard, and he pulled up a chair in a deserted manner. He took Ling Xi into his arms and sat down together on the short table, waiting for the start of the chess game.

It's just that the two protagonists slipped away to nowhere, and they still can't be seen until now.

Ling Xiao sat quietly at the coffee table and watched them. He held a cup in his hand and didn't even notice that the tea in the cup overflowed onto his clothes.

I never knew I could drink so well. I drank three jars of wine in a row and my consciousness was still so clear.

Zongzheng Chuyang finally arrived late. When he came in, his hair was still dripping with water and his clothes were dry. Although they were still light purple, they seemed different from the ones Ling Xi saw at night.

The pattern embroidered on the neckline is different. The one I wore in the evening was embroidered with green bamboo, and this time it was embroidered with a plum blossom.

"I thought only Ming Ye liked plum blossoms." Ling Xi took out her hands from the quilt, stretched them over, picked up his clothes and looked at them carefully: "Why do you like red plums? Or green bamboo suits you."

"Okay, from now on, I will only have green bamboo on my clothes." Zongzheng Chuyang held her hand, suddenly leaned forward and kissed her on the face.

A strong smell of alcohol hit her nose. Ling Xi frowned and looked at him: "How much wine did you drink tonight?"

He just smiled, said nothing, and refused to answer the question.

"The hair is still wet." She reached out to hold his hair.

Leng Qing took her back with a big palm and stared at her red face. He said lightly: "When you are in my arms, don't have sex with other men."

"What nonsense are you talking about again?" Chuyang is also her husband. Such "hooking up with others" is so unpleasant.

"Nothing." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

There was also the smell of strong alcohol, which made her subconsciously resist: "You have drunk so much, I don't want to sit with you anymore."

She raised her head and looked around. Jian Jiangshan was leaning on the table and looking at her. He raised his thin lips and stretched out his hand, "Master, hug me."

Jiang Shan didn't say anything, strode to them, and hugged her.

"I don't want to cover myself with a quilt..."

"You may catch a cold, please cover yourself." He grabbed a chair, sat on it, and put the person on his lap.

"You haven't hugged me in a long time." Since getting on the boat, he really hasn't hugged her intimately.

Jiang Shan stared at her face with lowered eyes, wanting to laugh, but suddenly couldn't.

"From now on, I will hug you every day." He placed his palm on her face and rubbed it gently: "Have you practiced well in the past two days? Have you been lazy when Master was not around?"

"I practice internal skills every day, but I don't practice Qing Gong and swordsmanship very much." Mingye didn't allow her to move around, so Qinggong and swordsmanship had been put aside for a long time since she became pregnant.

He didn't know what to say, so he stopped talking.

In fact, I just want to hug her and kiss her, and don't want to talk.

The more I spoke, the more my heart ached.

Nangong Mingye still hasn't told her what happened, does he really have to wait until the last minute to let her know?

How long does it take to go from heaven to hell?

He suddenly hugged her hard, very hard, very tightly.

It wasn't until the woman in his arms almost couldn't breathe and began to struggle that he let her go, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "It's better to go back to Lengqing. He drank a lot tonight. You can stay with me."

he."

In fact, Lengqing was always by their side, but quietly without saying anything.

Then, like an object, she was moved back to her deserted lap.

"Have you had enough playing outside?" His long fingers flicked on the tip of her nose, full of affection.

"Where did Han and Ming Ye go?" She couldn't help but ask as her eyes swept over the chessboard placed aside by An Anhui.

Everyone is waiting for him here. After waiting for so long, why doesn’t Chu Han come in?

"he……"

"Let's go to the latrine." Murong Yunfei stood up, walked to the coffee table, took the cup from Ling Xiao's hand, poured him another cup of tea, and then put it back into his hand: "Tea can sober up.

, drink two more glasses.”

Ling Xiao raised his glass and drank it all without saying a word.

After finishing the drink, he put down the cup, picked up the teapot directly this time, and took a gulp of it.

Murong Yunfei said nothing and turned back to his seat.

After waiting for so long, Chu Han finally came back.

Ling Xi couldn't help but look outside the cabin door, but she couldn't see Nangong Mingye's figure, so she looked at Chu Han and asked suspiciously: "Where is Mingye?"

Chu Han looked at her for a while and then said calmly: "I'm going to make some medicine for you."

"What medicine?" She didn't feel any discomfort tonight.

Chu Han's expression changed, but he just sat down quietly opposite Zongzheng Chuyang, picked up the chess piece, and ignored her.

No one spoke, probably no one wanted to say even a word.

The confusion in Ling Xi's eyes became more and more intense.

However, no one was still willing to answer her questions.

The chess game between Zongzheng Chuyang and Chu Han started again, and soon the outline of the chess formation gradually emerged.

However, these two people played chess very quickly tonight, unlike in the past where they would not make a move for a long time.

But no matter how fast they fell, Ling Xi still inevitably felt sleepy.

She opened her mouth and yawned, looking at the chess game in front of her, her vision slowly blurred.

Normally, she would have already fallen asleep at this time, and Ming Ye did not allow her to go to bed late. After more than a month, she was actually used to going to bed early.

She yawned, turned around and buried her face in her deserted chest.

It's really boring to watch them play chess. Although they understand a little bit, they are not interested at all.

"Desolate..." She moved her lips and closed her eyes in his arms.

"What?" Leng Qing lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and his voice was as gentle as if water was dripping from his mouth: "Li'er, don't sleep, wake up and talk to me."

She opened her eyes, closed them again, suddenly curled her thin lips, and asked with a smile: "Give our baby a name."

With a "pop" sound, the chess piece in Chu Han's hand fell onto the chessboard.

No one laughed at him.

Zongzheng Chuyang picked up the chess piece and handed it to him: "Then... give it a name."

Even if they were destined not to meet each other, at least he had been by their side.

If you have a name, you will have something to think about in the future.
Chapter completed!