She went to untire his clothes, but Mo Zifei suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Um?"

Mo Zi did not speak, but looked at Nalan Zhenyue deeply, and then said for a moment: "It's not suitable here..."

Before Nalan Zhenyue could react, the surrounding environment changed.

It is an independent space.

Mo Zi is not an independent space created.

The long hair is fluttering, the clothes are half-disappeared, the shoulders are exposed, and the skin is delicate and smooth.

The two hugged each other tightly, and his kiss went down her neck, and his clothes fell to her waist, with a smooth and fair back.

I don’t know when you can be with me completely, I don’t know if it’s one year or two years, or it takes three years, so I want a child and look like your child...

Never desire for someone so much.

Desire to be together, long for company, but that is not short-lived, what is needed is forever.

Xiao Zhenyue and Mo Zifei are gone.

The fat man searched the inn several times, but he was indeed no longer in the inn!

Fortunately, Mo Zi had to take Nalan Zhenyue into the independent space, otherwise these light bulbs would have been a lot of tiles!

Her long hair spread out, she leaned against his arms, hugged his waist, and then suddenly said, "Do you think you will get pregnant?"

Mo Zifei was stunned, and then smiled, "Do you want that?"

"Uh, don't you want it?"

Mo Zifei did not speak immediately, but hugged her tightly, put her chin on her head, and slowly said, "Aren't you afraid of hardship?"

"What's the hardship?"

"It's just the beginning. If you have children, the future will be more difficult..."

"It's okay, isn't it more interesting to have children traveling around the world?"

Mo Zifei chuckled, "What is your head?"

Nalan Zhenyue looked up at him and took a sip on his chin, "Are you still there? Her eyes turned and suddenly smiled happier, "It's better to be a son."

"Why not a daughter?"

Nalan Zhenyue stood up and went to see Mo Zifei face to face, "How great is my son, it looks like a smaller version of Mo Zifei, right?"

Mo Zifei rubbed her hair, "I think it's better if it's a daughter, she looks like you."

Nalan Zhenyue narrowed her eyes slightly and leaned closer, "What's the use of us? It's mainly up to you..." She smiled a little cunningly.

Her lips gently leaned against the corner of his mouth, but she suddenly realized that she was surprised and said, "Why are your face so pale?"

Mo Zifei was stunned and immediately recovered, "Is the white skin the white one pale?"

Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyebrows and said, "No, why do I feel so pale when I look at it?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"I didn't say this, but...Mo Zifei, you can't do it just once, right?"

“…”

“…”

Nalan Zhenyue laughed loudly, "I'm kidding you, don't care, don't care, I know that male dignity cannot be questioned. You are so good, you won't be angry with me, right? Well? Are you angry?"

The two of them had a fight together. At the end of the fight, she was on top and he was on bottom. She smiled and said, "Or else let me be on top once? OK?"
Chapter completed!