And call her a fool, this is a fool!

Feng Qian sniffed and wanted to laugh at him, but inexplicably felt that his nose was sour, not only could he not laugh, but he also wanted to cry. 【For more exciting novels, please visit wèn】

He couldn't help but raise his hand, and as he usually touched his own head, his small, white hand touched the top of his head, the back of his head. The man's hair was as inky as a black waterfall, and it was so soft that it seemed to be lost in the next second.

In the middle of the sound, the man finally raised his head, and his bright phoenix eyes were glued to her face for a moment: "Shallow, our child." ”

"And you say I'm talking nonsense, aren't you?" Feng frowned, and the complaining tone was the most gentle whisper, "It's not our child, can I give birth alone?" ”

She opened her hand and coquettishly coquettish, "Hug me, your dragon chair is too hard, I don't like it." ”

Feng Qian thought that he would do as he was told, because his hand really stretched out towards him, but just when she had a premonition that she would fall into that warm and solid embrace in the next second, her body was suddenly lifted.

To be precise, it was the man who held her, picked her up through her hands, and spun around excitedly.

"Shallow, I'm so happy!"

The man quickly stopped, probably because he was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

Holding her back to sit back on the dragon chair, Jun Moying hugged her tightly in his arms, but straightened her little face to herself, her lips were elegant and rippling, and even her breathing was a little rapid and disorderly.

"Shallow, I'm really happy!"

Feng Qian certainly knew that he was happy, even happier than when he first learned about this child's existence.

When I first knew that she was pregnant, it was when he left the palace and she was punished by the Queen Mother.

At that time, the child was almost gone, where was he still happy?

"I'm happy too." Feng Qian was buried in his arms, smelling his unique breath mixed with a faint ambergris, and his heart was inexplicably calmed down, "I'm really happy." ”

No matter what happens in the future, she will never forget how happy she is now.

This is a treasure that she will cherish for the rest of her life.

Jun Moying's chin pressed against the top of her hair, gently rubbing it a few times, countless lingering and reeling.

He still couldn't stop being excited: "If the child kicks you in the future, you must sue him, and I will feel his existence with you." When he was the youngest, I was going to be with him and grow up with him. ”

Feng Qian bit her lip, the expression on her face was like crying and laughing, and a warm ocean gathered in her heart.

"Okay, as long as you're not busy, I'll tell you!"

A child born into an ancient royal family, with a father and mother who will always accompany him on his life path and grow up together.

In the past, she must have thought it was completely unbelievable, but now it seems that as long as there is love, nothing is impossible.

Maybe the regrets she lacked in her two lives finally have a place to compensate.

"Okay." Jun Moying nodded, and his magnetic and low-alcohol voice flowed.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "There is something I will tell you first." ”

Feng Qian looked up in surprise, "What?" ”

"About the time we went back to Beijing. Originally, it was set for the end of summer, but you shouldn't travel for a long time before you give birth, so we need to go back early, huh? ”

"This one...... Feng Qian frowned, deliberately making a look of dissatisfaction.

Jun Moying opened her mouth and was about to persuade, but she laughed out loud in the next second, hugged him and said comfortingly: "Of course it's good!" It's up to you. ”