Chapter 1185: What Something You Let Go

Yuan Changhuan gasped softly, gritted his teeth and replied, "Don't worry, your mother is not worried about your father, but worried about herself, she will be stuck!" ”

"Ah, what's the hell you're talking about?" Yuan Miao looked at her worriedly and asked repeatedly.

"Your father's body is too hard, of course your mother will be uncomfortable, you let go and let your mother kiss first." As soon as Yuan Changhuan finished speaking, his son hadn't let go, and there was another shock outside.

"Hmm......"

Yuan Changhuan's propped up arm was caught off guard and pressed back on Xie Ci's chest.

With his elbows propped up on Xie Ci's body, Yuan Changhuan's whole person was not good, and he saw his big hand covering his waist, "You let go!" ”

"Let go, you're going to be thrown out." Thanks, he replied flatly.

He stepped back, but he didn't want to let go, but pulled her tighter into his arms.

"Yes, mother, if Daddy hadn't grabbed you in time just now, you would have been thrown out." The carriage stabilized, and Yuan replied in a low voice.

He quietly looked at his mother, for fear that because he told the truth, his mother would be angry, and added, "Daddy is not hard." ”

Yuan Changhuan raised his hand and pinched his son, of course he didn't feel hard, because he was in the crook of his arm.

And what about her?

The whole person almost pounced on Xie Ci, and his hardest place was against her.

Yuan Changhuan's face darkened.

Xie Ci leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't be angry. ”

"I'm not angry at all, and I want to thank the Emperor for saving his life." Yuan Changhuan sneered dupliously.

Seeing Yuan Changhuan's thoughts at a glance, Xie Ci sighed lightly, "I really didn't mean it this time." ”

The body's reaction, he couldn't control it for a long time.

Especially her bare hand has been sliding around his heart.

How could he hold it, he would usually be hard at a glance.

What's more, she still seems to be flirting.

Of course, regarding the matter of teasing with her hands, Yuan Changhuan was really wronged, because the tornadoes outside were constantly attacking, and the entire carriage was almost about to be turned over, in this case, it was impossible for her hand to not touch the thanks.

What's more, Xie Ci still held her waist, and there was no chance for her to stay away.

"Okay, I don't want to know if you did it on purpose or on purpose, take it back."

"Or chop it up."

Yuan Changhuan's eyes suddenly became fierce, not like a fake scare.

For some reason, seeing Yuan Changhuan like this, Xie Ci couldn't help but laugh lightly, and a warm breath sprayed in her ears, "Yuanyuan, are you sure you want to teach a bad son?" ”

As soon as he heard the words of thanks, Yuan Changhuan turned his head violently and looked at Yuan Miao with a curious expression.

was so angry with Xie Ci that he almost forgot that there was such a curious little thing around him.

"Mother, what's Daddy?" He could hear that what his father was talking about was the hard thing on his father's body.

Thanksgiving and gentle, "The tornado should be gone." ”

Changed the subject.

Yuan Changhuan realized that it seemed that there had been no manic impact to slap the carriage for a long time.

"Open it and take a look."

The tone of the command.

Now in this world, even the emperor did not dare to speak with the words of thanks in a commanding tone, but Yuan Changhuan said it casually and naturally.

Xie Ci's eyes moved slightly, and he held the slender jade finger she pointed at her, "Don't worry." ”

"What do you want to do?"

Squinting his eyes, Yuan Changhuan hugged his son violently and took a few steps back, his back almost against the cold dark board.