336.Hiroshi Fanwai III.

The two seemed to be in tune, he took good care of her, and she was cold and indifferent to him.

She seemed to have an iron heart, and supported Sanchun to pack up her clothes, preparing to move to a side house to live and quietly raise the baby.

He is even tougher than her, so let's move together, and the second master can sleep wherever he wants, and the whole yard is the master's.

Mo Han couldn't help it, so he took a small bag of clothes and slept on Sanchun's bed.

Hongwan stood outside the house for a long time, and directly carried the person back to the main room, hugged him on the bed, eye to eye, nose to nose.

Where had she been to this, her face was so red that she didn't smell the slightest bit of wine, but she looked like she was drunk.

He sighed secretly, opened his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes first brought two smiles, which made her dizzy.

"It's all said, you've already told Ama about being pregnant, how can you not want it? In the end, I have wronged you, I will compensate you, and Fujin will bear more. Catch up with Ming'er, I arrogantly let the whole house know that my family is happy, is it okay?"

He didn't blink for a moment, and she blinked, tears, and wet her cheeks into the pillow.

"Why are you still crying?" he pretended to be surprised, wiped his fingertips, and nearly half a minute, "The imperial doctor said that you should raise the fetus with peace of mind, but don't cry, don't cry if you cry, your face is not tight, in case the child is born, it will be troublesome, and you are so good-looking." You like children so much, and when you see two little flower faces, I'm afraid you will be even more sad. ā€

The thin soft lips were closed one by one, and the breath was blowing, and there were always a few touches on her lips. With his hands behind his head, he couldn't dodge, and his face became hotter and hotter.

"You ......" I hesitated for a while, and said: "Let go of the concubine." ā€

"Nope. ā€

She stared at him, unable to believe his childlike scoundrel and innocent. Carefully pursed her lips, trying not to touch his warmth, "Concubine...... Out of breath. ā€

He blew into her mouth, pressed his lips and asked, "Okay?"

She bit her lower lip in fright and shook her head back. He followed him like a shadow, soft and soft and densely kissed.

Mo Han closed his eyes in panic, forced tears to drop on his face, and his frowning brows trembled.

It was cold outside, and the house was so warm that it was sweating. couldn't break free, carefully protected Shang Ping's lower abdomen, and was wrapped in his palm with his hand.

Finally calming her breath, he plucked her small earlobes and laughed in a low voice, causing her to tremble and shrink into her arms.

"It's just angry words, you still take it seriously, how could I not want it. Call you stupid, you are not happy, you can't see it at all? The second sister understands better than you. I don't like men, I don't like women, I like you. ā€

She listened to it in her heart, but she couldn't slow down, so she could only listen to him continue to say jokingly: "I like you who are petite, small and soft, you who smile stupidly all day long, you who are careful like a little rabbit, even if you send me a woman who is wronged and pretends not to care, you who don't know that I like you with my flesh and blood in your belly, understand?"

She was stunned when she heard this, and shook her head as he stared at her, and her big eyes glittering with tears suddenly smiled and whimpered.

Hongwan rubbed her head and sighed: "It's really stupid, how good it would be if you gave birth to two stupid girls like you." ā€

"No, they all say that girls are like aunts, and the second sister is smart and beautiful. After saying that, she regretted it, looking at the male face that was very similar to Hongwang, and was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide.

Hongwan smiled on her forehead and asked in a low voice, "Pretty?"

Where was Mo Han teased by him, and his extremely serious and embarrassed appearance made him even more happy, lingering on the lips and kissing and kissing.

She couldn't push away, and she didn't dare to push hard, so she was pressed tighter and tighter before she struggled again. The breath covered his ears, and the laughter was still there, "I am a man, and I will be like this when I hold the woman I like, in the end, there is no one to serve, and Fujin has to take care of one or two." ā€

It's rare that she understood, and she didn't dodge Gu left and right to talk about it, but what she said made his originally good mood cool down for a moment, "I went back to Eniang to choose a suitable seat for you, and the previous time I entered the palace, Ma Ma also mentioned it." ā€

He shouldn't, she didn't even have a look, she hurriedly said: "Don't go now, wait until Eniang's body is well...... I don't be your master, if you like a girl, you have your own idea. ā€

She felt uncomfortable, but he was the grandson of the emperor, and he had never heard of only marrying a wife, so there was no such rule. Although he is not good at men, he doesn't like women very much, unlike the men in the family she has seen who can't live without women every day, but his identity is there, and he is so good, how can he be the only one by his side. To be a Fujin, you have to be tolerant, even if you don't want to, you have to endure it and consider it for him.

He watched her expression change, and the ruined mood was picked up little by little, and said calmly: "Fujin's mention yƬ is really good, I drove Ming'er back to Amma, choose a suitable one, at least you can have a place to go when you are bored on weekdays." ā€

She answered hoarsely, and there was no sound.

The imperial doctor's instructions told him to keep it in his heart, he couldn't compete with her, she was stupid, he admitted it, and he couldn't be stupid. Bisheng was suffocating in his heart, and reacted to the catharsis of his limbs.

Tentatively getting closer, the more uncontrollable it becomes, and it is not at all as free as in the past.

Hongwan smiled bitterly, and really let him say right, Fujin will take care of it. On the contrary, he is the one who suffers, where does he dare to be arbitrary. Once the window paper is pierced, it should be a happy tear, where is like him at this time, he is frightened and can't stop. Rao is like this, he still feels happy, he is really stupid.

Mo Hanyuan is also a clever person, how could the couple who share the same bed not know his preferences and habits, seeing that he is still taking care of her more than usual at this time, and his heart is satisfied, so he has the courage to try his best to make him more comfortable.

The young man is a royal descendant, and his own experience is far less than that of his brothers, where can he stand her initiative to cater to and even please, the more carefully he tries to suppress it, the more he can't extricate himself and wants more. The most is that he sweats profusely when he is cold, which can be regarded as the first indulgence in his life.

The two people who were entangled were extremely tired, and they took a nap until midnight, and woke up hungry to be happy with each other, and snuggled up to each other while eating and having fun.

No one has ever lived this kind of life, it turns out that it can be so good, you don't have to pretend to be anyone, you don't have to worry about it, and you are simple and happy.

Until a pair of sons were born, he didn't see any woman enter the hospital, he didn't mention it, she didn't ask, if there was a tacit understanding.

Many years later, when she remembered the beginning, she was still glad that he was different from other men, different from men in this world, a royal style, rich and unspeakable, and could live this life like a husband and wife with her. Except for ...... Future.

In the future, she can't think about it, whether to be a prince or a king in the world, it is not up to her, nor is it up to him. Her man has the ability to rule the world, but in his selfish heart he wants to be as free as his eldest brother, can he?

The best ending she can think of is that he will also be an iron hat king, just like the thirteenth uncle, after a hundred years, she will go with him, life and death, and her children will not be entangled, only with him.

A testament woke her up.

His imperial father has long been willing, he has his responsibilities, and he is in the same line.

Hongwan hugged her and only asked, "What is Fujin's intention?"

What else?

Although it is an empty edict, she only needs to fill in a name, but if she can hold it in his hand, she will hand it over to him, can she stop him? He is the emperor, she is the queen, she is willing, even if she builds three palaces and six courtyards, as long as he is willing, she will have no regrets.

Holding hands gently, she smiled as if she was first married, and replied lightly: "Okay." ā€

He grabbed her into his arms and whispered in his ear: "It's still so stupid, but how can it be good? If I take you out of the palace, I'm afraid that the road will be difficult, and there will not even be a waiter at that time, are you afraid?"

She looked up and looked straight into his smiling eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Don't be afraid, I'll go wherever you go, just follow you." I don't need to be waited, I'm waiting for you. ā€

Look, fools will be blessed with fools.

For her, even the emperor refuses to be a man, who else but him? The husband and wife always have to be stupid together to live a lifetime.