Ran Ran didn't expect Sima Yi to be so verbose. He thought he took Gongsun Lanqing's last words to heart.
Actually, if you think about it, it's true. They are both adults, so it doesn't matter. But Chenchen is different. No matter how precocious he is, he is still a five-year-old child.
What if Gongsun Lanqing and she attack Chen Chen out of sheer conscience, the consequences...
Like Sima Yi, she didn't want little Luochen to be harmed in any way.
Therefore, some things must be prepared in advance.
Thinking of this, Mo Ranran's face suddenly became solemn:
"Yi, I know Luo Chen's identity in my heart. I know you can't lie to me. Moreover, if Luo Chen is not your child, how could he be born to practice the Fire Dragon Art? This Fire Dragon Art can only be practiced by direct relatives of the royal family.
Ah...it's just that we know it's not possible. The emperor, the queen, and even the common people, we should convince them..."
This... Sima Yi nodded, Mo Ranran was right, Luo Chen's identity must be made public to the world as soon as possible.
"Ran Ran, do you mean to ask the emperor to write an edict?"
"Writing an imperial edict is easy, but it doesn't seem appropriate..." Mo Ranran smiled slightly, knowing something was already in his mind.
"Oh, madam, what's your plan?"
Sima Yi said with great interest. His hands held Mo Ranran's waist tightly, and he lowered his head to smell the light body fragrance that fascinated him. It felt so good to be able to hug her so casually.
"Acknowledging relatives with blood..."
Mo Ranran spoke calmly, her face a little red, and she turned her head slightly to avoid the hot breath he exhaled.
"Acknowledging relatives with blood? Okay...what, Mo Ranran, what did you say?"
Originally, he was enjoying the soft fragrance and warm jade in his arms, but Sima Yi was also feeling dizzy at this moment, and later realized that something was wrong.
"Ran Ran, I don't agree..."
There are many things that she can do as she pleases, but if this thing doesn't work, he will definitely not agree to it.
"Yi, listen to me, I know you are doing it for Luo Chen's good, but... we want the world to believe in Luo Chen's bloodline! And, don't you want Luo Chen to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan?"
Luo Chen is his son, but now he has the surname Nan Wang. Sima Yi has never mentioned this matter, but it does not mean that he is not anxious.
"Ran Ran, do you know what it would mean to Luo Chen if he really shed blood to recognize his relatives? His bloodline has been doubted before, and this will bring him trouble..."
Because that was his son, his and Mo Ranran's son, so he didn't want him to be harmed in any way.
"But if this continues, Luo Chen will be harmed even more if he is taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives..."
Mo Ranran was also unusually stubborn. Sima Yi sighed:
"Let me think about it..."
Originally thinking that things would be less troublesome when he returned to the capital, he and Mo Ranran would have more intimacy and make another child as soon as possible.
Now it seems that it is...
There were more things going on in this capital than he expected.
"Ah... Sima Yi, what are you doing..."
Suddenly someone picked him up. Mo Ranran hugged his neck in fear and shouted softly.
"My wife... I'm hungry for my husband..."
Sima Yi blinked and looked at Mo Ranran. It turned out that he didn't bother to do this in such a childish way, but when it came to Mo Ranran, he didn't care!
No matter how you do it, as long as you can turn him onto the bed, it's a success!
"Uh... let's go eat then..."
He hugged her when he was hungry, but his goal was still the inner room. Even a fool knew what he wanted to do.
There was an unnatural blush on his face. This Sima Yi had only been traveling for a few days, so why was he in such a hurry?
"Don't worry, Xiao Yiyi is hungry, let's feed him first and then we can eat..."
Mo Ranranmo, is this considered **? It's not that **.
"Yi, it turns out you promised me that you wouldn't force me or force me, right?"
His body had been carefully put down. Looking at the man pressing him, Mo Ranran spoke mischievously.
A prenuptial agreement is good, and it comes in handy at critical moments.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Sima Yi's expression changed, showing regret, confusion, and helplessness...
The big hand that was wreaking havoc froze and stopped. Looking at his extremely entangled look, Mo Ranran was overjoyed.
"you……"
Taking a breath, then taking a deep breath, Sima Yi looked down at this little woman who he loved and hated. Seeing the pride in her eyes, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and turned over to lie down.
This time, Mo Ranran was dumbfounded——
Doesn’t it mean that when a man wants something, he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn’t want it?
Why did he give up so easily? She was not a hypocritical person in the first place, she was just making a joke.
"Madam..."
With a low voice and a long pull, Mo Ranran suddenly felt a tightening in her waist, turned her body over, and in the blink of an eye she was lying on top of him, in a position where she was above him and he was below.
"The prenuptial agreement doesn't seem to say you can't force me, right?"
"Um?" The brain was a little confused. What is this? Does she seem to be such a hungry person?
"So, I will suffer a little loss, and I will not go out and talk nonsense if you force me to do so... I will, and I will be happy to do so..."
Boom... what does it mean to be struck by five thunders? What does it mean to be burnt on the outside but tender on the inside? Mo Ranran was really messy in the wind this time.
When had she wanted to force him? Has she never thought about it?
Damn it, I’ve seen people misinterpret people’s opinions, but I’ve never seen them misunderstood like this.
Compared to Mo Ranran's entanglement and resentment, Sima Yi was very comfortable. He was eating tofu with both hands openly, and his body moved impatiently. The hot spot made Mo Ranran, who was full of grief and anger, stiffen. She...
She has never forced a man, how to do this??
Mo Ranran's body was very stiff, but someone just refused to let her go.
"Sima Yi, what are you doing..."
The hand was suddenly held by someone, moved down, and finally landed on someone's place. It was high and hard. Needless to say, Mo Ranran also knew what that place meant.
"you……"
Closing her eyes uneasily, she struggled for a moment, trying to free her hand. However, his strength was so great that her clothes had been untied at some point, and she actually grasped his huge penis directly.
"I don't want..."
This man's something special was so strong that she still remembered that time a long, long time ago when her hand hurt for several days in order to help him get it out.
You don't dare to tell them the truth even though your hands hurt. You can't just say that you have a pistol just to help your man, right?
If you say this to others, wouldn't you laugh to death?
"Good girl, he misses you..."
He whispered softly into her ear, his voice was not loud, but Mo Ranran could hear it clearly.