"Okay, don't think about it anymore. When you deal with that guy tomorrow, Feng Yin will probably be quiet for a while. You, don't make such a lot of trouble with me again. If you accidentally get hurt, you will be sad.
What should I do if I have fetal gas?”
Yuwen Haoyu said, while serving her to rest in person. Seeing her abdomen becoming increasingly prominent, Yuwen Haoyu smiled in his eyes: "About five or six months, the little guy should be born.
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Hearing this, Luo Ling stroked her stomach with a happy expression and said softly: "Look, there are still several months left, and your father can't wait."
"I can't wait, Ling'er, do you know how it feels like to be with you every few months, but you can see and touch me?"
Yuwen Haoyu carried her to the bed and possessed her and kissed her soft lips. Luo Ling naturally knew that he had something to do, so he couldn't help but reach out to pinch his waist, but Yuwen Haoyu was very strict and severely.
Stopped the arm.
"Hey! If you have children here, you can't do anything random!"
Seeing that he seemed to be a little strange, Luo Ling quickly reminded him. Yuwen Haoyu snorted lightly and said, "I naturally know that there is a child here, so I can only satisfy my craving first."
As he said that, Luo Ling couldn't say much, he bowed his head and kissed him, and kissed him fiercely. This shows how hard he has been tolerant and hard for him these days. How many times he wanted to have her, but he took care of her body.
, no matter how hard I dare not act rashly, even at this time, I just comfort myself.
"Hey... I can't breathe... I'm so angry..."
Luo Ling was kissed by him, and it seemed that he was really wronged. Seeing that she couldn't scream, Yuwen Haoyu had to let her go reluctantly. Luo Ling rested for a while and said, "You don't want it anymore."
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As soon as she said that, Luo Ling's face turned red. What did she mean? She seemed to be looking forward to it. Although it was just a kiss, there were many things every day, but there were so many things recently, so how could she feel like today?
"Ling'er, you... still want it?"
Yuwen Haoyu looked at him with a wicked smile in his eyes. Luo Ling wanted to reach out to pinch his waist and □□ to sternly, but he staged an old plot again...
The next morning, when Feng Yin opened her eyes, she found Yuwen Haoyu standing on her bedside for the first time. She suddenly woke up and looked at him blankly. She was surprised first, then surprised, but for a moment she was not.
I know what to say.
"Yingyin, you finally woke up."
A gentle and familiar female voice immediately made Feng Yin's face look ugly. She thought it was Yuwen Haoyu who came alone, but she never thought that it was even Luo Ling there.
"Well, I'm worried about it, I'm sorry." Feng Yin nodded slightly to Luo Ling to show respect. In front of Yuwen Haoyu, she was unwilling to act rashly.
"How is your body? Does the wound still hurt?" Yuwen Haoyu looked at her and asked.
Originally, Feng Yin was very surprised and surprised by Yuwen Haoyu's question, but when he saw Luo Ling next to him, he also asked her with equal concern, "Yes, I see Yin Yin's arm is injured.
Not bad, will there be scars in the future? Girls have scars but they are not good-looking. The emperor must find the best imperial physician to treat Yinyin."
In this way, Yuwen Haoyu's greetings seemed very ordinary. Feng Yin's finger bones hidden under the bedding were slightly tightened.