Qinghui snorted.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, he reached out and lifted the quilt with a rather hooligan atmosphere.

Ahem, in fact, he is not a hooligan, but because Qinghui is too straightforward in doing things, for a young man in this plane.

It's a little too exciting.

Sheng Moyuan subconsciously wanted to pull up his quilt again.

"What do you do?"

"Heal, what to do."

Qinghui really couldn't understand these things that could be seen at a glance, why did this group of people ask over and over again.

A small head popped out of Qinghui's cloth pocket: "Squeak-"

Probably because what you're doing is something that no one understands.

You are on your own in your unique brain circuitry.

Qinghui sighed lazily.

The sun is so nice.

I really want to lie down and sleep.

Go outside and find a place, lie down casually, and bask in the sun.

While thinking so, Qinghui put his hand on Sheng Moyuan's stomach.

The slightly cool temperature shines through the thin underwear.

Even if you have a lining, it's like it's touching your skin.

The feeling of trembling made Sheng Moyuan feel a little out of control, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But the body's submission slowed his breath slightly.

Just like yesterday, as soon as Qinghui's hand came up, the aura that was making noise everywhere in his body disappeared in an instant.

All of a sudden, I felt comfortable.

But it was a little too dangerous, and she shouldn't have heard what they had said.

He wanted to quit his family before.

For women, it should be quite unpleasant for their marriage partner to want to divorce themselves.

Because of his physical condition, it was okay to discuss withdrawing from his family, but yesterday he said that......

Sheng Moyuan lowered his eyes, and his long, curly eyelashes slightly concealed his emotions.

In the end, he didn't say anything more.

Qing Hui didn't say much, and when the time came, he used his spiritual power to turn around Sheng Moyuan's body, condensing the breath of resentful souls that had been scattered in his body and depriving him of vitality, and waited for the resentful souls in his body to be further expelled.

Half a month has passed all of a sudden.

Qinghui ran out according to the sky.

I heard that Qinghui was going to find his fiancé and treat his fiancé.

Zhou Zilin was stopped by Qingyan for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he couldn't see Qinghui.

At this time, it was his mother who sent him a message.

In fact, at a very early age, his mother once said that it would not hurt him to let him get closer to Qinghui, saying that Qinghui should be a person with great creation, although she couldn't see what kind of creation there was, but if she could let Qinghui protect Ichigo, it would not be a loss at all, and it would be a big profit.

But at that time, Zhou Zilin had always been inappropriate, and in Zhou Zilin's view, how close it meant that his mother hinted that he wanted Qinghui to be his wife.

But Qinghui doesn't look like his ideal wife.

His ideal wife should be tall and handsome, not Qinghui's kind of person who looks soft and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

So he always felt that Qinghui was saying something to his mother behind his back, and he Mu Qi kept him close to Qinghui.

So it's always been very repulsive, so the relationship is also very cold.

And this time, because he wanted to see what kind of prosperous Emperor Tiancheng of Tianqing Kingdom was, it was indeed time for him to choose a wife.