Zhang Ji, who was pointed to a certain part, looked a little strange, although the secretion of certain hormones unique to pregnant women has increased greatly, but this is nine months pregnant, why does Zhao Ji still have such a strong idea?

Almost every day is thinking of ways to tempt himself, if it weren't for Zhang Ji's repeated emphasis that he could only have sex during four to seven months, otherwise he would compress the abdomen and hurt the fetus, and even endanger his own life, so Zhao Ji relented.

"Don't make a fuss." Zhang Ji gently pressed Zhao Ji's somewhat dishonest hand, and said softly, "It's only been a month, isn't it good to have a good life?" Why rush? ”

"You don't want to deceive this palace!"

Zhao Ji snorted lightly, showing her little daughter's attitude.

"It's not the first time that this palace has given birth to a child, and when the child in the womb is born, you have to take care of yourself for a month, otherwise it is easy to leave a hidden disease, and then you will persuade this palace to divide a month."

"As soon as the month passes, who knows if you will be assigned by Zheng'er on any errands again, and then the palace will also return to Ganquan Palace, you will definitely have to make up for Xi'er, where is there still how much share of the palace?"

Zhang Ji was choked by Zhao Ji's barrage of remarks, although it seemed to have some truth.

Seeing that Zhang Ji was speechless by himself, the corners of Zhao Ji's mouth curled up slightly.

Zhao Ji, who loves beauty, still doesn't forget to dress up every day even if she is pregnant with a child, and naturally she will not fall and apply rouge.

The already ruddy lip flap is rendered by vermilion rouge, with a seductive red luster, and the slightly open sandalwood mouth reveals a strong fragrance, and the winding path is deep, and the deep path with a little vermilion faintly carries some mysterious atmosphere, which can not help but make people fascinated and want to find out.

Considering the psychological sensitivity of pregnant women during pregnancy and their desire for companionship, especially since Zhao Ji's fetus in her womb for nine months, Zhang Ji has been sleeping with Zhao Ji almost every night.

Although Zhao Ji is absolutely not allowed to have sex at this stage, how can Zhang Ji be so upset that he falls asleep with Zhao Ji in his arms every night.

No, Zhang Ji can only solve these problems during the day, and compete with other wives and concubines.

But in the dead of night, Zhang Ji, who hugged Zhao Ji, could not help but be a little excited.

Of course, Zhang Ji's excitement naturally couldn't escape Zhao Ji's gaze.

Although Ping Suli didn't turn around to look, the two were too familiar with each other's bodies, and Zhao Ji was very aware of Zhang Ji's tense body and changes in some parts.

And tonight, under Zhao Ji's deliberate temptation, Zhang Ji seemed to be a little unbearable.

Zhao Ji smiled lightly, and her delicate hand gently swiped over the wide vermilion nightgown, and slid over the vermilion tulle socks that outlined the perfect lines of the round jade legs.

If it weren't for the desire to arouse the lust of the man next to the pillow, how could she go to bed without removing her makeup, and still dress up like this?

Maybe it's because the giant cockroach Neidan has changed Zhao Ji's physique, or maybe it's because the two of them often exercise, the thirty-seven-year-old Zhao Ji can be regarded as an advanced maternal age, but not only does there not have many big and small diseases caused by pregnancy, but even the slender jade legs that hook people have never had edema, except that they are more round and plump because of their good nutrition, there is no change.

In addition to the pair of jade legs, although the pregnant Zhao Ji has a bulging abdomen, Zhao Ji's figure is maintained very well, but it has become plump from plump, and the whole person has a ripe temperament.

But Zhang Ji always couldn't wipe off his face, obviously he was refusing and persuading Zhao Ji to stop, but suddenly he took the initiative again, and he always couldn't hold on to his face.

Zhao Ji naturally didn't know what Zhang Ji thought in her heart, but she did stop it, she could move her hands and feet, and she could move something else if she didn't do it.

It just so happened that Zhang Ji was half pillowing on Zhao Ji's abdomen at the moment, and this situation was just convenient for Zhao Ji to act.

The delicate jade legs began to climb downward like a soft green vine, and the jade legs became hotter and hotter as some thoughts rose in their owners' hearts, and their smooth and fair skin glowed with a ruddy sheen.

However, both the luster and the scorching temperature were blocked by the thin layer of red tulle socks, and the silk socks gave people a cold feeling, but after touching something that was even hotter than the jade legs, there was no longer a trace of coolness.

Then there was a loud sound, Zhang Ji could feel the sound of Luo Socks rubbing against his body, the feeling of being compressed and rubbed at the same time through the nerves to the brain, it was indeed a little uncomfortable.

Being so teased by Zhao Ji, Zhang Ji no longer suppressed his thoughts, grabbed Zhao Ji's golden lotus, held it in his hand and pressed it, pressing it gently, and at the same time deliberately slid over the abdomen of his toes.

The women's show feet are extremely sensitive, and Zhang Ji's technique reminds Zhao Ji of the day when the two first met and had an absurd relationship.

On that day, Zhang Ji came to remove the psychedelic toxins in her body and massage her...... Thinking about it now, Zhao Ji also feels a little wonderful, obviously it is such a relationship, but in the end it has come to this point, and she is even pregnant with the flesh and blood of this bad man.

And just when Zhao Ji was reminiscing about the memories of the past, the rhinoplasty arched slightly, as if she smelled something, and suddenly looked back, only to find that Zhang Ji had already put a freshly baked delicacy in front of Zhao Ji.

It's Cho Hee Pingsuri's favorite delicacy, and it also contains the drink that Cho Ji craves tonight.

"A delicious meal that I haven't tasted for a long time can be regarded as a different kind of memory."

Zhao Ji thought in her heart, her beautiful eyes that were as rippling as water closed slightly, and she tasted this delicious dish as if she was enjoying it.

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