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Ning Xiang raised his head, and saw that Liang Bozhao had already closed his eyes, his side face was clearly contoured, revealing a touch of perseverance, Ning Xiang couldn't help but stretch out his little hand and caress his face.

Liang Bozhao was already pretending to sleep, but when he noticed his wife's touch, he opened his eyes, grabbed Ning Xiang's wrist, and whispered; "What's wrong?"

Ning Xiang's face was slightly red, she couldn't open her mouth about the matter between husband and wife, and she couldn't wipe that face to ask him why, she lowered her eyes and snuggled up to Liang Bozhao.

Her body was soft and boneless, with a clear sweet fragrance, drilling straight into Liang Bozhao's nose, the man's eyes gradually darkened, and his breathing became heavy, even through a layer of fabric, Ning Xiang could detect the heat in his chest.

"Xianggong..."Ning Xiang's voice was very small, and her snow-white face slowly turned crimson like a peach blossom.

Liang Bozhao's black eyes were hot, looking at his wife's delicate and lovely leaning on his arm, only to make his desire rise immediately, he stood up and looked at Ning Xiang condescendingly, Ning Xiang was so afraid to raise his eyes when he looked at him, his black eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally stretched out his arm and hugged his husband's neck.

Liang Bozhao leaned down and sucked on Ning Xiang's lips, since Ning Xiang was pregnant in May, he led the troops to go to Northern Xinjiang, and now, he has endured it for nearly a year without touching Ning Xiang's body, for a man in his prime, there has been no woman in this nearly a year, and only he understands the taste, if he does not share the bed with his wife, Liang Bozhao can still restrain himself, and now that Wen Xiang nephrite is in his arms, he really can't bear it.

Liang Bozhao took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the desire in his abdomen, the words of the military doctor were still in his ears, and Ning Xiang's body was too weak, and the wind and cold had not healed, even if he wanted her, he would not be at this time.

He stroked his wife's hair and said two words in a low voice; "Sleep."

Ning Xiang was slightly stunned, and saw that Liang Bozhao's eyes were deep and restrained, and he had lost the heat of Fang Cai, and his body was also lying beside him, hooking her waist, and closing her eyes again.

Ning Xiang felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, just now, she had clearly sensed the man's desire to be on the string, but he didn't touch herself after all.

Before giving birth to a child, Liang Bozhao was keen on the affairs of husband and wife, and she couldn't bear it from time to time, and she begged for mercy softly, even when she was pregnant, when the child was just three months old, he wrapped himself under him, and he was very entangled, but now, why did he become so cold?

Ning Xiang still had her eyes open, and there was a hint of sourness in her eyes, she remembered that in her previous life, Zhang Gongzi had doted on a girl who had a room, and after the girl was pregnant, she was raised to be a concubine, but after the concubine gave birth to a child, Zhang Gongzi abandoned her like a mustard and never stepped on her house again.

Ning Xiang didn't understand it at first, but it wasn't until she happened to hear that the little concubine and other concubines chatting with each other that she understood the various reasons. It turned out that Zhang Gongzi was disgusted that her figure was out of shape after giving birth, and her lower body was slack, so she was so unhappy that she was no longer interested. Ning Xiang still remembers the crying of the little concubine, only saying that men in this world are like this, the hard work of being a woman gave birth to a child for them, and even stepped on one foot in the coffin during childbirth, but when the child was born, those men were not disgusted left and right, no wonder so many women completely lost their husband's favor after giving birth.

Ning Xiang was a little scared, she looked at her husband uneasily, and finally stretched out her finger and gently shook Liang Bozhao's shoulder.

Liang Bozhao didn't raise his eyelids, but only hugged her tighter.

"Xianggong..." she gritted her teeth and asked what she had in her heart; You... How are you...."

Ning Xiangxiao's face flushed with shame, and when she said this, she couldn't go on.

Liang Bozhao opened his eyes, a little puzzled; "What's wrong with me?"

Ning Xiang lowered her head, the flush on her face extended all the way to her ears, even the white earlobes were faintly pink, her voice was very soft, with a little grievance, and she said something almost inaudible; "You're all... Don't touch me..."

Liang Bozhao heard Ning Xiang's words clearly, but he couldn't cry or laugh, looking at his wife's sad eyebrows, the man smiled bitterly and detained her in his arms, he didn't make a sound, only kissed his wife's forehead.

Ning Xiang blushed even more, and spoke like a mosquito humming; "Does Xianggong think I've become ugly, so...."

Liang Bozhao frowned; "What stupid things are you talking about?"

Ning Xiang raised her eyes to look at him, Xu saw the grievances in her daughter-in-law's eyes, Liang Bozhao stroked her face, and finally spoke; "The military doctor told me that your body has not recovered yet, so let me restrain myself."

Ning Xiang was startled at first, and then slowly understood, she buried her face in Liang Bozhao's chest and stopped talking.

Liang Bozhao hugged her, her nose was full of the fragrance of her hair, the little man in her arms was ice and jade, a small face was tender, moist and fair, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and the whole person was like a clear lotus, leaning on her arm gracefully.

Liang Bozhao looked away with difficulty, tried a few times, but couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, he closed his eyes, pulled his arm out from under Ning Xiang's body, and said something to her; "Sleep, I'll go outside."

Ning Xiang's eyes were dripping, and when she saw her husband lift the quilt and get out of bed, she got up from the bed and hugged Liang Bozhao from behind, a pair of soft and boneless little hands were attached to her husband's strong chest, and her voice was too soft, and she was as gentle as an orchid; "Xianggong, don't go, stay with me."

Liang Bozhao didn't look back, only clasped Ning Xiang's little hand, and said in a dumb voice; "When you get better this time, I'll be with you."

Ning Xiang leaned her cheek on the man's back, her little hands were cold, but they seemed to be able to arouse fire on Liang Bozhao's body, no matter what Liang Bozhao said, she just wouldn't let go.

Liang Bozhao had to turn around and just called; "Xiang'er..."

Liang Bozhao's breathing became heavier and heavier, he only looked at his wife motionlessly, and finally spoke in a low voice; "Xiang'er, if you're like this, I won't be able to control myself."

Ning Xiang lowered her head, her sleeves were very long, almost covering her fingers, she sat there, her waist was full, her eyes were like autumn water, and her body was soft like willows.

Liang Bozhao finally couldn't bear it, and took her over and pressed her under him, there was a fire in the depths of his eyes, as if there was a fire burning, he didn't have the patience to untie Ning Xiang's clothes at all, and only used brute force to peel off the dress on his wife's body, almost without any pity, and completely possessed her.

Ning Xiang's body suddenly tightened, and the sharp pain came, making her almost cry, and her snow-white little hands grabbed the mattress under her, and under the man's attack, she had to bow her body and bear all the storm.

Following.

Ning Xiang opened her eyes, she didn't know the time, she could barely move, just moved her body, her legs were sore, she couldn't exert any strength, and the skeleton around her body was even more painful, as if she had been knocked apart, and it was only at this time that she slowly put it together.

She only felt tired, her mouth was even more thirsty, thinking of her current appearance, she couldn't call people, Ning Xiang closed her eyes, and just wanted to fall asleep, but she heard someone open the tent and walk towards her.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person who came was not someone else, it was Liang Bozhao.

Seeing him, last night's lingering thoughts broke into his mind, Ning Xiangxiao's face was slightly red, and then she was a little ashamed, looking at her husband with a smile.

Liang Bozhao was holding a bowl of black medicinal juice in his hand, and when he saw Ning Xiang wake up, he picked her up from the bed with one hand, and noticed that his wife was leaning softly on his shoulder, and a trace of pity could not help but rise in the man's eyes.

"Come, drink this medicine." Liang Bozhao's voice was deep and gentle, as soft as coaxing a baby.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Ning Xiang's voice was a little dry, and she looked at her husband puzzled.

Liang Bozhao knew that she was bent on seeking a child, if she knew that this was a child-avoiding soup, she would not want to drink it, and she was afraid that she would be sad in her heart, so she avoided the heavy and light, and said softly; "It's a tonic prescribed by a military doctor that nourishes your body."