He couldn't help but hug the person in his arms again.

Looking at the entire capital, there is no second woman who will spend so much effort for her husband.

She is so stupid, not only does her eyes sometimes look like an ignorant little milk dog, but her thoughts are also like them.

A woman who marries into the royal family should think about power, status, honor and her children, but what she wants is the heart of the prince.

Doesn't she know that it is the most ruthless imperial family?

Moreover, the Aixin Jueluo family has produced two love emperors in succession, and the noble family in Beijing understands that the word "love" is the most taboo word in today's saints.

How did the Ulanala family raise such a stupid daughter?

She tied a heart to him, so she was not afraid that the bamboo basket would be empty? Aren't you afraid of having nothing to the end?

It's stupid, it's stupid.

The boy straightened his cloak and wrapped the silly little woman in his arms.

Thinking of how much Ulanara's family loved her, he sighed slightly in his heart.

Such a cold-blooded and cruel thing, her mother was afraid that she was reluctant to tell her, and he couldn't bear to tell her now.

She poured out her heart and lungs to treat him, how could he say those cold words?

He didn't know how she would react if he failed her heart, but he didn't want to see it, and his heart was sour and unbearable as soon as such thoughts came out.

That's it, this is his concubine Fujin, the only woman who can compare with him in this life, it doesn't hurt to spoil more, as long as you don't let Huang Ama think that he is deeply rooted.

As long as Huang Ama doesn't feel that he has deep roots.

Even if the defense line in his heart is lowered a little, there will be more thoughts to knock on his heart.

The words she said and the things she did came to her heart little by little:

With the longevity of the ink gift, willing to live with you.

Would you be happy if I plucked the stars from the sky to you?

If the Buddha knew that I saw you like this, he would be very happy.

You cook tea with your own hands, and I'm not wood, how can I not be touched?

But I am the only one sitting next to the fourth master.

Xian'er is happy, I can't wait for you to be happier.

For Xian'er, pleasing you is tantamount to pleasing herself.

Shall I call the sky full of stars to spend your birthday with you?

No, Xian'er can't help it at all.

I want you to be happy, and I'm greedy.

……

Those images, beating on the left side of his ribcage in turn, something popped up little by little, but this time he didn't want to press it anymore.

This is his concubine Fujin, who is younger than him, and has simple ideas, so it's not wrong for him to spoil some.

Even if it was Huang Amma, if he knew that she treated him so attentively, he should not stop him from spoiling her.

It's just that you have to pay attention to proportion. In any case, Huang Ama can't be made to think that he is emotional.

The little woman who had been buried in his chest suddenly raised her head and smiled sweetly at him.

Chu Xian's eyes were full of thick smiles, she hooked his neck and stood on tiptoe, rubbed her forehead lightly against his chin, and then moved her arms down his neck and passed through his side to wrap around him.

"Xian'er heard."

What did she hear?

She looked up at him in his arms, and her voice was so low that only two people could hear it: "The fourth master doesn't need to say anything, Xian'er can hear it." ”

She had already received a response from him.

Although I don't know what he's thinking in his heart, although his face is cold from beginning to end, as if he is not moved at all, but the favorability can't deceive people.