Murong Xia looked at Yeyun Jue holding a daughter of an immortal family who didn't know where she came from, and she actually fell into Yeyun Jue's arms one step ahead of her.

She was very unwilling.

She got up from the ground and stumbled after her.

She just watched as Yeyun Jue carried the woman into his exclusive dormitory, and she watched from outside the hall as he tore the woman's clothes...

From the courtyard, he began to kiss deeply and compassionately, all the way into the inner bedroom.

The woman's soft moan... It was so harsh that she wanted to break in, but was blocked by the powerful barrier.

She stood unwillingly outside the hall all night...

Her eyes were already crying red, and she had finally tried her best to get the opportunity, she must cut the woman into eight pieces.

Inside the temple.

Nangong Li lazily lifted her eyes and woke up, her whole body was sore, she pushed the man's arm weakly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you even go to deal with official business today?" ”

"Is there anything more important than having a wife in your arms?" He chuckled in response.

Nangong Li's cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and he beat his little fist and beat him: "Soul is light!" How do you recognize mine? ”

Yeyun Jue turned over and pressed her under him, his slender fingertips gently caressing the blood lotus in the center of her eyebrows, "This is a unique mark, who dares to pretend to be??" ”

What's more, he recognized her cunning and clear beautiful eyes at a glance, revealing a trace of bad intentions, how could he not know that the woman in front of him for many years was his wife?

"If you don't believe it, you must have taken a fancy to my conjured beauty!" She pouted and didn't give up.

"Last night... Whose name am I yelling? He smiled playfully, his eyes burning at her red lips.

It was a little red and swollen from his bite, and it didn't go away at dawn.

When Nangong Li heard his words, her whole face was like fire, hot and hot.

"Yeyun Jue, are you still embarrassed?"

Last night, when he plundered her, he shouted her name.

A demagogic 'Li'er', 'Li'er', 'Li'er's...

When she thinks about it, she feels red-faced, a stinking and shameless man!

When did the sullenness start to become overt?

"Finally, my son is gone—" he rolled over with a satisfied face and took her into his arms.

Last night, I fed him.

Nangong Li snorted and punched him in the chest: "Hooligans!" ”

"Otherwise, leave the son to his mother!" Yeyunjue frowned and thought about it, always feeling that this son was a trouble.

A night of spring flowers and candles that influenced him and his daughter-in-law.

Nangong Li was in a hurry, grabbed the quilt to cover his chest, and scolded him angrily: "Yeyun Jue, how can you still have a conscience, that's a son!" ”

"He sleeps with my daughter-in-law!" He has a proud face, but he is not convinced!

Nangong Li gasped, what the hell is this reason?

Is it really good to slander your own son like this?

He's a daddy!!

"I'm his mother!" Nangong Li gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"He sleeps with my daughter-in-law, why!" He still refused to give up, and was determined to send his son to his mother.

How could Nangong Li agree, her face was angry, "Dare!" ”

Yeyunjue frowned, thinking about how to coax her to agree?

Nangong Li smashed the pillow into his face, "Dare to send my son away, the old lady and sleep in separate rooms!" Me and my son, and the quilt! ”

After saying that, she angrily tore through his clothes and put them on, and got out of bed.

Her movements were a little eager, she didn't notice that her legs were weak and her body was sore, and she didn't stand firmly, and she went limp.

The body fell into the arms of Yeyun Jue impartially.