Yu Zhanxin smiled softly, "Actually, I've been experiencing it in a folk micro-service before. My real identity is actually a princess, the kind of princess of Her Royal Highness. ”

Hara Haruno raised his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice, "According to the name of the Great Qing Dynasty, you should be Gege, right?" Still beady? ”

"No," Yu Zhanxin shook his head resolutely, "It's the princess, the princess!" ”

"Okay, okay, what you say is what you say." What can Harano say, is it difficult to quarrel with her?

However, she had already followed her like this, and Yu was still resentful, she lowered her head, very apologetic, "Erkang, I'm sorry." I always thought I was crape myrtle, but I really didn't think I was a little swallow. I didn't mean to lie to you, but I'm not Ziwei anymore, don't you love me? Why can't you love little swallows? Erkang, don't you want me, I've been, Xiaoyanzi is already pregnant with your child, Erkang ......"

ORZ……

Rub rub, shake a rub!!

What's the plot? Such a reckless adaptation is to apologize to the people of the whole country.

Erkang loves little swallows?

Little Swallow is pregnant with Erkang's child?

This......

So, you're insane.

I suspect now that your ancestors were all mentally ill, and your genes are so powerful.

"Ah......h

What kind of trouble is this? Tired......

Yu Qingye's whole weight fell on Yuan Qingye's body, and the "assistants" were still soaking in the lake one by one, Yuan Qingye himself was still a weak sick man, and he couldn't bear it at all, and the two of them fell to the ground weakly together.

Yu was still in Yuan Qingye's arms, so Yuan Qingye, who landed on the ground, obviously hurt more.

However, Yu Xian, who didn't knock or touch at all, convulsed and shrunk her body into a ball at this time, Yuan Haruno was intimate with her body, and she could feel that the convulsions were by no means a disguise, and she immediately pulled away her head buried in herself, "You...... What happened to you? ”

Yu Zhan's heart was full of sweat, and his face was wrinkled, as if it was in pain at first glance.

"What's wrong? Where? Does it hurt somewhere? ”

Yu Zhanxin twisted her eyebrows, trembled her hands, and pressed Hara Qingye's right hand to her abdomen.

Hara Haruno didn't know why, and looked at Yu Zhanxin, who was pale and sweaty with an inquiring gaze, so he didn't notice the 666 people who came ashore from the lake, and suddenly all of them were frozen, their whole bodies stiffened, and even their expressions cracked.

Yu Zhanxin pressed Yuan Qingye's hand, lifted the hem of her hospital gown little by little, and at the same time, his other hand pulled down the waistband of his pants.

Haraharano paused for a moment and looked at her lower abdomen, where there was a long-healed, pink, centipede-like, long scar.

Just that position, this length...... Hara Haruno understood a little, but he didn't dare to make a rash judgment, so he just asked softly, "It hurts?" ”

Yu Zhanxin raised his head blankly, looking at Yuan Qingye blankly, the tears on his cheeks were swept away, but more tears kept flowing. But she bit her lower lip, shook her head strongly, stubbornly, and said with a soft laugh, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." ”

Haraharano looked at her silently. Doesn't it look like it hurts?