Facing Ying Yue's indifferent and detached face, Yong Ying only felt panicked in his heart, "Yesterday's birthday, it stands to reason that the master should have asked Fu Jin to accompany him, but the Jiang family was too restless." What's more, the Jiang family has two hearts, and the master will not touch her. ”

"Oh? Yes. Ying Yue raised her eyebrows lightly, "In this case, the Yao family has always kept to themselves and does not have two hearts, will the master consider favoring her?" ”

Yong Ying was stunned, he didn't expect Ying Yue to suddenly ask about Yao.

Yongying was silent for a moment, then reached out to hold Yingyue's hand.

Yingyue frowned, busy trying to break free, but Yongying held it too tightly, and she couldn't pull it back!

Yongying held her hand tightly, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he said firmly: "Yueniang, you know, I only like you." ”

Ying Yue lowered her eyelids, and two rows of jet-black eyelashes covered her eyes with a blue shadow. There was a clear coolness in her heart, and sure enough, Yongying did not promise not to touch Yao.

Yes, why did Yong Ying promise her this?

Both Jiang and Yao are the ones who entered the door earlier than her.

In the future, there will also be the Zhang family, the Wang family, the Li family, and even more concubines, and even the side Fujin.

He only promises that his heart likes only one person, but he will not promise that he will be loyal to one person.

However, the human heart is the most fickle thing in the world.

"I see." Ying Yue spit out these four words weakly.

After eating breakfast in silence, Imperial Physician Luo Guicheng came to ask for a safe pulse for her, "Fujin's pulse is much better than a few days ago, and I also ask Fujin to continue to eat for a few more days." Wechen can guarantee that it will never affect fertility. ”

Procreate? There was a cool smile on the corner of Yingyue's mouth, she would not give birth to a child for Yongyue.

Yong Ying smiled with relief, "It's too much trouble for Dr. Lao." So he asked Liu Chang to personally send Imperial Doctor Luo down.

Yongying looked back at Yingyue, "It's good that I found it ......early this time," Yongying said with palpitations.

Ying Yue raised her eyelids, and when she saw that there was no one else on the left and right, she said, "Isn't the master a person who realizes it later?" Why is it ...... this time?"

Yong Ying's eyebrows were a little sad, "Fucha Jingrong has not suffered this kind of conspiracy. ”

Ying Yue frowned: "I have the same identity as her, how can there be such a deviation?" ”

Yongying raised his eyes and stared at Yingyue's cheeks, "Probably, since you and I got married, we have been too affectionate." This is the only explanation.

Ying Yue was stunned and a little surprised: "Isn't it true that you and Fucha are not in love?" "Although Yongying empathized and said goodbye to love later, it should have been affectionate at first, right?

Yongying smiled and stroked her cheek: "Didn't you say it, I only like you." ”

Ying Yue gently brushed away the hand that was rubbing against her face, like? While I like her, I will still favor other women, which is also called liking?

What kind of situation should it be for Fucha Jingrong, a wife who didn't like it in his previous life?

Yong Ying took advantage of the situation to hold her somewhat cold hand and muttered, "Yueniang, you are different from others. You're not Fucha Jingrong, don't always think of yourself as her. ”

Ying Yue felt the hot temperature of Dao's fingertips touching his palm, "I didn't imagine myself as her, and of course I was different from others." She glanced coldly at Yongying's gentle starry eyes, and snorted softly: "Other women, don't dare to beat you!" ”

"Ugh!" An embarrassed smile appeared on Yongying's face, and he sighed and said, "What do you say is wrong with your grandfather's life, you actually like a woman who can't resort to fists and kicks at every turn." ”

Ying Yue snorted and forcefully withdrew her hot hand, "I didn't let you like me, you made your own decisions!" ”

Yong Ying said "um" softly, staring at her with starry eyes, and his voice was somewhat strangely magnetic: "I'm sorry, I like you by myself." ”

Peat balls, this scumbag is too good at flirting! Accidentally, I was almost hooked up with him!

Ying Yue exhaled slowly, "Do you need me to give you medicine?" ”

Yongying's eyebrows jumped, and he said without hesitation: "Of course you need to!" ”

After that, Yongying dragged the clothes on his upper body in minutes, revealing his excellent and tight body, and lay flat on the couch.

In modern times, what should a fifteen-year-old look like? Even if it's not a white chicken, it's unlikely that it will be such a clear muscle, right?

Probably because the ancients developed early, Yongzhen's size is almost the same as that of adults.

The bulging pectoral muscles were pressed against two beautiful red beans, and the six well-defined abdominal muscles were bruised and bruised.

Ying Yue took off her armor, used her soft fingers to dig a lump of plaster from the small box to dissolve stasis and reduce swelling, and gently applied it to the bruises of Ziqing, and then began to silently operate the spiritual power in her body, gathering it on her fingertips, slowly spinning.

Then the bruise dissipated and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The feeling of spiritual power entering the body is like a warm trickle, and the feeling must be extremely comfortable. Therefore, Yong Ying couldn't help but start humming comfortably, "Wow, work harder!" ”

Yingyue has a black line, can you not call it spicy? !

"Shut up!" Ying Yue scolded with a dark face, and then continued to rub the other bruises.

Yong Ying smiled, "It's Fujin who rubs it too comfortably." The gentle touch and heat from his waist made people itch all over his body, and this feeling made him faintly feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"I didn't expect Fu Jin to be proficient in massage, I am really blessed." Yongying squinted his eyes and looked enjoyed. The heat flowed between his waist and abdomen, and his soft little hands caressed it, Yongying suddenly felt that his heart was a little restless, and his throat was a little hot......

"Alright, get up and get dressed...... Belch!! Ying Yue saw that the loose silk pants actually supported a towering small tent, and she couldn't wait to raise her feet and kick over!

Yongying got up, looked at his little brother who was a hundred times more energetic, couldn't help laughing, and then laughed and laughed, but he was stunned! Because his waist is already a uniform honey color, there is no longer a trace of purple bruises!!

Yongying hurriedly rubbed his eyes, almost suspecting that he was hallucinating! He hurriedly reached out and pressed the side of his waist, and sure enough, there was no pain at all, but he felt that the fatigue after the hangover was swept away! I feel comfortable and powerful all over my body.

Ying Yue picked up the snow satin middle coat on the ground and threw it to Yong Ying: "What do you touch, hurry up and get dressed!" ”

Yongying put on his middle coat, but he was not in a hurry to fasten the buttons, he touched his forehead, which he remembered very well, he still remembered that the first time his head was smashed was when he was eight years old, in the former prince's mansion...... A pebble smashed out a big bag of his head.

It was the soft little hand that had not yet grown up, and after a few hard rubs, the bag disappeared.

The rude behavior at that time made him remember the pain deeply, but he ignored the soothing feeling of warmth and water coming from the door of his head when he rubbed vigorously.

"Internal forces?" Yongying couldn't help but muttered the word. He had known for a long time that his little Fujin was not an ordinary person.

Ying Yue muttered in her heart: In fact, it is spiritual power, which can also be called mana.