From the bathroom, to the sofa, to the bed, when Shen Ruoyuan wanted to turn over and go up again, those little hands finally pressed against his chest weakly.

"Stop, stop!"

"What's the matter, baby, don't you want to be good again?" In Shen Ruoyuan's eyes, it was clear that there was still a flame that had not been extinguished.

"Already, three times, you said, count three hundred rounds!" I don't even have the strength to speak, and my little eyes are quite stubborn.

"Hehehe, then advance tomorrow's first? Why don't you even advance the day after tomorrow? Shen Ruoyuan's smile was extremely evil.

"This kind of thing, can you still make an advance? You, this—" Hao Xinqing rolled her eyes angrily.

This man's shamelessness is no longer something that can be described as a "big bastard, a big hooligan"!

"Hahaha! Come on, baby! In the smug laughter, Shen Ruoyuan lifted her long legs to his waist, "This time, it will be counted as an advance for tomorrow!" ”

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Seeing that he was about to forge ahead again, Hao Xinqing suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly shrank back.

"What tricks do you want to play? Hmph, this time, I will never be fooled again! ”

"No, no, no!" Hao Xinqing tilted her head while pushing him, as if she was really thinking about something, and the more she thought about it, the more strange her expression became, as if something terrible had happened.

"What's wrong?" Shen Ruoyuan had no choice but to stop the attack.

"Yesterday, it seems that it should be me, auntie, come, the days are ......" Hao Xinqing said very lightly and carefully, as if every word was hanging on a filament.

Shen Ruoyuan's facial muscles twitched, his head lowered, and his gaze slowly moved down.

"So, here it is?" His tone was exactly the same as hers.

"I've always been, very accurate, not bad for a day, but ......" Hao Xinqing's lips flattened, and she wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

They have just fought the "two hundred and ninety-four rounds", whether they have come or not, it is just a question of too much......

"In other words, here, maybe, there is a baby?" Shen Ruoyuan's hand stroked Hao Xinqing's belly, as gently as if he was touching a rare treasure.

"Woo woo, there won't be! Absolutely not! "There are three points of surprise, and more of a depression.

She's still a big girl who hasn't married!

If you get pregnant before marriage, how embarrassing it will be!

The most unfortunate thing is that if she is really pregnant, the great tyrant will definitely treat her to death in order to protect his "heir"!

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the future, it's all in vain, woo woo!

"Don't cry, don't cry!" Shen Ruoyuan hurriedly took the person into his arms, kissed and comforted him, "It's a good thing to have a baby!" We've worked so hard this month that we're sure we'll have a great son! Of course, I love my daughter! ”

"you! Who worked hard? I don't want it! Hao Xinqing beat him indiscriminately.

"Whew-"

In a hurry, her little fist didn't have long eyes, and she directly hit the bad thing that was still upright, and Shen Ruoyuan's facial features were deformed.

However, it also reminded him of one thing suddenly.

In case, the girl is really pregnant, won't it be a long time before she can "fight for 300 rounds"?

In an instant, joy, loss, gain, loss, all kinds of complicated tastes filled Shen Ruoyuan's chest.

"Hmph, now you can't touch me anymore! I'm going to sleep! Taking advantage of the gap when he was stunned, Hao Xinqing rolled out of Shen Ruoyuan's arms.

Depressed is depressed, at least, she can sleep peacefully every night!