When Wen Qingyun heard this, he picked up Helan Wei's chin and smiled evilly, "You can't do it without money?" So for Weiwei, is money more important or is this king more important? ”

"Of course it's Xiao Yunyun who is important!" Helan Wei immediately put down the gold, looked at Wen Qingyun doggedly, and turned on the kneeling and licking mode.

The corners of Wen Qingyun's mouth twitched, this girl, she changes her face really quickly, and she doesn't change her face neatly when she sings.

Helan smiled sweetly, hooked Wen Qingyun's jaw lightly, and said wickedly like him: "Money is valuable, and status is even more valuable. If it's for love......"

Wen Qingyun raised an eyebrow.

"Both...... All can be thrown. Helan paused slightly, squinted her apricot eyes and said slowly.

Wen Qingyun looked at her bright little face in front of her, and her Adam's apple moved, "Really...... Mischievous. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered her cherry mouth.

"Hmm......"

Helan was a little overwhelmed by his sudden attack. But his kiss was domineering and gentle, and soon she sank into it and began to respond awkwardly.

Wen Qingyun pried open her teeth, attacking her city little by little, until she melted into a pool of spring water in his arms.

"Weiwei...... Give me...... Be my real woman...... Okay......"

Wen Qingyun's hoarse voice sounded in Helan Wei's ears, and as he spoke, his big hand had untied her clothes restlessly.

Helan nodded slightly shyly. Now she is extremely sure that she loves the wicked man in front of her.

"Weiwei ......"

Suddenly, just as Wen Qingyun took off her coat, she vaguely felt a pain in her abdomen.

She shrank for a moment, pushed Wen Qingyun away, covered her lower abdomen, and said embarrassedly, "I...... I suddenly had a stomachache. ”

Wen Qingyun, who was in the middle of his life, was suddenly pushed away, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. He quietly looked at Helan Wei, who looked apologetic, and said slowly: "Weiwei...... Can't you accept this king now? ”

"No, it's not ......" Helan Wei immediately explained when she heard that he had misunderstood herself, "No." I really have a stomachache...... Ah......h

As he spoke, the pain in his abdomen suddenly intensified. Helan frowned slightly and moaned in pain.

Wen Qingyun thought that Helan Wei deliberately refused to be intimate with him, and was a little depressed. But at this time, Helan Wei's face was so pale that he panicked. He took Helan Wei into his arms and asked anxiously, "Weiwei, Weiwei, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It hurts...... Stomach ache...... Wen Qingyun, do I have some terminal illness? If I die...... You must not marry anything else...... Leprechaun, otherwise...... I'm going to be sad...... ......"

Helan was so painful that tears rolled in her eyes, could she have hung up less than two months after crossing over? Can it be more miserable?

Wen Qingyun was in a hurry, but when she heard Helanwei's words, she couldn't cry or laugh for a while, this girl had something in her head, "Listen to you well, this king will never marry other women." Glaive, go and get a doctor! ”

Hearing this, the glaive outside the door immediately took orders, "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

Helan began to roll in slight pain, and Wen Qingyun on the side looked at it, followed by a throbbing pain in her heart. How he wished that the pain could be transferred to him so that he could share some of the pain for her.

He hugged Helan Wei tightly, kissed her hair in a panic, and his always calm voice trembled uncontrollably at this time, "Slightly...... Hold on, the Imperial Doctor will be here soon. ”