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Dumb rarely takes the initiative, but when he thinks about him, he never hides it.

He suppressed his excitement, kissed her gently, and moved his hands.

The night pearl is embedded in the wall panel of the bed, emitting a faint light, illuminating the bed tent like a dream; There is also a dark groove, which erects a blue and white baby play dendrobium - this is the purple bamboo heart, hoping that the young master and young grandmother will have more children and more blessings - the dendrobium inserts two blooming plum blossoms, and the dark fragrance floats.

Fang Chu stared at Qing Mu, her clear eyes became darker and darker under the hazy halo of the night pearl, and she also looked at him quietly, as if looking into the depths of his soul; Her head of green silk was scattered on the pillow, and his hair was also falling, and the two compartments were intertwined and mixed, wrapping his heart tighter and tighter.

He seems to have returned to before marriage, in order not to let him suffer shame, she personally asked the court for chastity archway, when he learned the news, he was very excited!

Dumb, she will always be the chaste wife in his heart.

This life, this life!

Afterlife and Afterlife!

Under no circumstances would he turn his back on her!

He muttered, "Dumb! Dumb! ”

Dumbfounded, just looking into his eyes.

He kissed her and apologized vaguely: "I'm sorry ......"

Dumb arms wrapped around his neck.

He cupped her face and whispered, "Ya'er...... Are you still mad at me? Ya'er ...... Don't be angry...... I only have you in my heart...... How do you want me to love you? It's never enough...... No matter what you are, I will never turn my back on you...... Ya'er ......"

All the gloom has dissipated, and only this pure emotion, such as the faint rendering of plum fragrance, penetrates into the heart. Love to the point of distress, the tip of the heart trembles, indescribable joy......

Seeing that his eyebrows were furrowed, Qing Du retracted a hand and gently stroked his eyebrows.

She didn't need to say anything, she just had to listen to him.

In the process of lingering passion, Fang Chu always felt that something was wrong.

He couldn't remember, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he didn't want to.

He stared only at his dumb eyes, as clear as black gems, and strong emotions trumped all words. He was obsessed with her, not only because he loved her, but also because she was quiet, and carried out the affairs of the boudoir with great elegance, combining passion and holiness into one, as if the two of them were playing the piano together, and it was beautiful, not just to vent *carnal* desires.

Suddenly, he was shaken and remembered that something was wrong.

It was as if a meteor was crossing the sky, and Fang Chu shook from his heart to his body together.

He looked at Qing Mu blankly, remembering that Han Xiyi said, "She doesn't know anything, she just keeps calling 'Fang Chu'", but Qing Mu didn't call him just now, and he hadn't called him before.

Dumb, rarely vocal during intercourse.

Because she was dumb in her previous life, she would not speak out when she should have spoken. For example, when she saw a dead man's broken arm, she was frightened and silent; And then there's the time.

She's not shy, she's by nature.

She didn't scream when she gave birth, and she didn't scream at first, and finally screamed a few times desperately; Later, she gave birth to Mo Geer and No Regrets, but she didn't call it, which is a miracle.

Fang Chu trembled uncontrollably.

He called softly, "Ya'er? ”

Qing looked at him dumbly and seemed to ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Chu cried out with tears in his eyes: "Dumb? ”

Dumb touched his cheek, as if to say, "I'm not angry for a long time." ”

Fang Chu really couldn't help it, closed his eyes, buried his head in her ear, buried in the pile of green silk, and couldn't help shouting in his heart, "Dumb, dumb, dumb......" - he was so confused!

Damn foolish!

Qing Du finally spoke, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Chu tried to raise his head and make eye contact with her.

Face to face, eye to eye, body and soul are honest with each other.

He asked with difficulty: "That night, you and my sister bumped into Xiyi?" ”

If Qingdu and the little sister are not poisoned, the little sister will not leave her. And the little sister bumped into Han Xiyi, so it is possible that the dumb person also bumped into her. Only in this way can she and the younger sister hide it from him, as if they were weak in the face of him.

Qing Dud's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes clearly revealed the meaning of "how do you know", and then he was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to look good.

Fang Chu seemed to be crying and laughing, and he understood everything.

He said in a dumb voice: "I checked the origin of those gangsters, and just now I suddenly remembered a clue and guessed it...... Tell me, Ya'er...... What happened that night. I might be able to find out the clues and find out the main messenger behind it. ”

Qing Du was excited when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Really?" ”

Fang Chu nodded eagerly, "Really." Really! ”

Dumb said: "It's nothing." Let's go to the plum heart building, I'm going to go to the little study, go to the window, fold a plum blossom for you, and put it in the tent. And I saw him...... It's scary...... I thought it was not easy to publicize this, so I said that I had never seen him, and asked my sister to send him out. ”

Fang Chu wanted to cry when she heard this—look, how simple she said.

It's really simple.

This kind of thing, any woman who encounters it, will also say that she didn't see it.

But it was so coincidental that Han Xiyi had another encounter.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qing Du asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Chu said in a dumb voice: "Not much." I want to be clear. ”

Dumb looked at him with admiration in his eyes: This person, at this time, also triggered inspiration, it was like solving a case, how did you say that his head was long, no wonder he was so capable.

Fang Chu was full of guilt at her adoring gaze.

"Dumb, you forgive me." He confessed to her.

"People have bad times." She said softly.

She always thought that he did that to her that night because he was in a bad mood.

Fang Chu stroked her cheek, eager to slap herself twice.

In fact, there are some things that don't need to be asked, if the dumb is really unchaste, she will definitely be honest with him, she will not deliberately pretend to be holy in order to maintain his love, this time it is for the privacy of others.

He shouldn't have distrusted her!

After this experience, Fang Chu's heart was agitated and he had no sleep.

But the dumb was very tired, and unconsciously sleepy and hazy.

Fang Chu coaxed her to sleep, but he leaned back on the bed, staring at her quietly in the light of the night pearl, but thinking carefully about that matter in his mind.

Han Xiyi's matter is no coincidence.

Mei Xin built that room, because there were plum blossoms outside the window, he asked people to clean up and make a study, ready to read books and enjoy flowers in his leisure time. Just a few days after they were packed, there was a riot. Han Xiyi was plotted inside, and the other party clearly wanted to frame Qingdu.

The unknown woman called "Fang Chu" to Han Xiyi, can Han Xiyi not misunderstand!

Hmph, let her calculate everything, and she didn't calculate that she would never be called "Fang Chu" at that time. Moreover, it is impossible for the dumb to be delirious. Qingmu had taken strong psychedelic drugs in the palace, and all of them were fine, and Mr. Mingyangzi said that the string of Buddhist beads in her hand was very unusual.

In this world, except for Fang Chu, no one knows about being dumb.

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Friends, isn't this chapter time to encourage the author? (To be continued.) )