There are words to describe ordinary suffering.

But this bowl of brown sugar ginger water, the bitter Yun An'an is poor.

"It's my husband's fault, An'er is better."

"Uncle, let's stop cooking in the future, I beg you, with your cooking skills, the king of the stove can be angry to death."

When God opens a window for you, it will really close the door for you, and the ancients will not deceive me.

Beichen Yi, the handsome and golden regent of Beichen Kingdom, is rich, rich and powerful, but this cooking skill is really indescribable.

To put it mildly, tying a stir-fry spoon to a dog's paw is a delicious dish made by Beichenyi.

In the carriage, Yun An'an had a profound discussion on the issue of Beichenyi's cooking, and a few more articles were added to the regulations that explicitly prohibited it.

Bai Seventeen, who was driving the carriage, looked unhappy, and originally wanted to interject and reply to Yun An'an, who didn't know what to do.

The prince stood in the ice and snow for several hours in order to boil brown sugar ginger water, even if he broke a few stoves, wasn't it all for a heartless woman.

Now that it's good, Yun An'an didn't even say a word of thanks, but instead called the prince a board.

But when the words came to his mouth, he heard Yun An'an's weak and tired voice, so he swallowed the words back.

Hum!

Wait for the good, the new hatred and the old account will be counted together.

The night permeates the heavens and the earth.

In the study, Yun An'an, who was lying on the chaise longue, was tossing and turning.

The pain in her abdomen made her sweat break out on her forehead.

I thought that she had never been so vain when she was swords, guns, bullets, rain and ghosts, but she was defeated by a small pain.

"An'er, for her husband to know how to treat pain."

Sitting aside, Beichen Yi rubbed his warm hands and gently rubbed Yun An'an's abdomen.

The tenderness and warmth in the deep double moo make a woman's heart also warm.

"What's the method?"

"The husband heard that as long as the woman is pregnant, she will not have to endure the pain of Kwai Shui for several months, and the husband can help An'er through this difficulty."

Beichen Yi said this, the pale-faced Yun An'an laughed, turned sideways, held his head with one hand and pinched Beichen Yi's waist with the other, twisting vigorously.

"Uncle, how did you say such shameless words?"

also helped her, face!

The more serious the man, the more sullen he is, and Beichenyi is the best.

"Spare your life, for your husband to know that he is wrong."

Beichenyi, who was pinched, smiled and begged for mercy, and the angry Yun An'an's subordinates worked harder.

I don't know when, Yun An fell asleep, and the sound of even breathing sounded.

Beichenyi picked up the sleeping woman and walked to the inner room of the study.

Xu felt the warmth, and Yun An'an, who was sleeping, put his arms around Beichenyi's neck, and the whole person almost pressed on him.

"Since An'er is so active, her husband has no choice but to stay overnight with An'er."

A smile spread at the corner of his lips, and Beichen Yi turned sideways and hugged Yun An'an into his arms.

Feeling the softness of the woman in her arms, a strange look opened up in her eyes.

"Wait a little longer, when the love Gu in your husband's body is removed, I will definitely love you well."

Bowing her head and kissing Yun An'an's forehead, the tip of her nose lingered with her breath, Beichenyi fell asleep with a smile.

Following.

The morning sun shone in through the window and scattered on the bed.

It was another night that was not haunted by nightmares, and Yun An'an, who woke up, slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were still half-open clothes, and her strong chest was exposed to her vision.

What's the matter, she has seen this picture, could it be that she is dreaming?

"Woke up, did you sleep so soundly?"

The magnetic voice echoed in his ears, Yun Anan raised his head suddenly, and his skull hit Beichenyi's jaw all of a sudden, and tears welled up in his painful eyes.

"Why are you here??"

"This is the husband's home, and the husband naturally wants to be here."

Beichen Yi said it as a matter of course, Yun An'an asked why he was in his bed.

"Don't fight me haha, why are you in bed?"

It's a good thing that nothing happened, but even if nothing happened, it's not okay, this is the first time??

"Be lenient in confession, and lenient in resisting!! When did you climb up? ”

"An'er misunderstood her husband. Last night, An'er dragged her husband and didn't let go, you see, you also bit her husband. ”

Bei Chenyi raised his head, leaking out the clear marks of teeth on his neck.

After doing it, he slept peacefully in the middle of the night, and suddenly a pain in his neck hit, and Beichenyi found that Yun An'an in his sleep stepped forward and bit him.

And he was reading a person's name again.

"An'er remembered?"

“……”

When Beichen Yi said this, Yun Anan frowned.

Although I didn't have a nightmare last night, I saw a picture of my childhood in my dream.

She and her companions were adopted, trained.

Her companion Chiffon snatched her apple, and in retaliation, she took a big bite on Chiffon's neck to calm her anger.

"This ...... So what...... Hurry up and get up, what time is it and still lie in bed. ”

Extremely embarrassing.

She doesn't sleep very well, and she may do all kinds of incredible things.

Yun An'an, who was on the inside of the bed, got up and turned over directly from Beichenyi, but his legs were numb, and the whole person lay heavily on the chest of a certain prince.

"Uncle...... I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it? ”

"An'er thinks that her husband should believe it or not."

The process of getting up, Yun Anan didn't want to think about it.

It's like she's a big demon with a thirst, shame!

I am famous!

After breakfast, Yun An'an was going to go to a pharmacy to treat Yuan Sinian.

On the carriage, Yun An'an and Qingfeng, who was driving, chatted about Mobei, and when they heard Mobei Aroye and Shizi Dongfang Day fighting, they all laughed.

"A barbarian girl from Mobei still dares to hope to be the wife of the prince and the woman of our Yiwang Mansion."

Aomine said without cutting down.

"Qingfeng, when I married into King Yi's Mansion, you thought the same way."

"No, no, the lowly ones don't dare."

Qingfeng hurriedly waved his hand, but the panic in his eyes had already betrayed him.

"It's okay, I understand, a divorced cousin was also framed by her sister for having an affair with others, so whoever I marry with a bad reputation will be criticized."

These are things that are normal to people.

"Lord Princess, in fact, we were talking about it at the beginning, and I don't understand why the prince wants to marry you."

Aomine, who was recognized, smiled.

"But later we found out that the princess is not at all the same as the unbearable woman in his mouth, not only that, you cook deliciously, your medical skills are excellent, and more importantly, the prince is happy in his heart."

Since the princess entered the palace, they saw the prince smiling.

is no longer like the cold and emotionless killing god of the past, but a real person, a man with normal seven emotions and six desires.