Chapter 177: You're Pregnant
"It's not." Wei Xian tried his best to deny it, holding her hand and unconsciously increasing his strength, a little unhappy with her suspicion and distrust of herself, "I know where the address of his secret guard is, just wait for the time to come, and eradicate it." ”
Feng Jiu didn't know if he believed it or not, and looked at him with a pair of eyes open.
Obviously easy to face, unfamiliar face, but those eyes still make him heartbeat.
With a move in his heart, Wei Xian said, "I just want you to stay and accompany me." ”
"Let you be the real host here."
Feng Nineteen did not speak.
Oritake, who was blind on the side, suddenly hated why he was not deaf, why he rode with these two people and suffered this kind of torture.
"You trust me." I want to say that she is completely different to herself, and she puts that hand on her stomach, although she is dressed thickly, she can still feel the constant flow of heat.
Feng Jiu was suddenly stunned, feeling that this action was really weird.
"What's wrong with you?" Feng Shijiu's face was full of sluggishness, "Are you pregnant?" ”
Wei Xian: "......"
Feng 19: "I didn't touch you." ”
Wei Xian: "......"
I don't know why I should complain about how she thinks she is pregnant as a man, or why she looks happy when she doesn't move.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Xian: "Lady." ”
Feng Jiu didn't think about it: "Call me by name." ”
Wei Xian pursed his lips: "I really like you." ”
Feng 19: "Oh. ”
How cold and cold the attitude is, how perfunctory and perfunctory it is, it is simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it.
Even Oritake couldn't help but sympathize.
Seeing that she was unmoved, Wei Xian suddenly weighted her hand on her stomach, and said in a deep voice, "You ate my dandelion." ”
Feng Nineteen's fingers trembled.
Wei Xian: "That kind of son was found for me by my father." ”
Feng Nineteen didn't speak.
Wei Xian: "That was the last thing my father left me." ”
"Nonsense." This time he finally had a different reaction, Feng Nineteen said, "He obviously left you a superb grandfather." ”
“……”
The sensational words suddenly couldn't go on, and one hand was raised and pressed his forehead.
Wei Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Pulling the person into his arms, his voice was soft and low: "Don't resist me, okay, you know, I only have you." ”
Feng Nineteen did not speak.
Wei Xian: "It's my fault to lie to you, but I didn't mean to, I've been pretending for many years, and it's not good to find you to spread out." ”
Feng 19: "You know that it's not this that I'm angry about. ”
The person in his arms was rarely quiet, like a kitten with a soft body, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, Wei Xian shook the pot without hesitation and said, "That's grandpa's idea, I can't refuse." ”
He said pitifully: "You and I have known each other for so long, you should know what I am." ”
Feng 19: "No, I don't know. ”
From beginning to end, all she saw was an illusion.
Wei Xian was not discouraged: "It's okay, there will be time to understand in the future." ”
Seeing that she didn't deny it, she couldn't help but bow her head and kiss her on the lips, soft to soft, and both of them opened their eyes wide.
It was Wei Xian who reacted first and hugged the person to the death, not giving the latter a chance to escape.
Feng Nineteen was tied up uncomfortably, and his sitting posture was uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but blacken his face: "You ......"
As soon as the words came out, they were kissed again, and this time there was a change, not a simple kiss, but a ......
A clear voice came, Zhezhu was expressionless, in fact, embarrassed to have deducted the two palaces, he raised his hand, covered his ears with both hands, and closed his eyes.
I couldn't help but scold in my heart, two shameless ones.
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Wei Xian was not a free man after all, so he came and confirmed that Feng Nineteen was in good condition, so he hurried back again.
On the eve of leaving, Feng Nineteen didn't sleep all night, and left in a hurry early the next morning, according to Xiao Liu, his legs were weak.
The next day, because he hadn't slept well the night before, Feng Shijiu forced himself to sleep until noon.
Seeing that the sun was almost rising, she pinched her fingers in the bed, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, as cruel as she got up, she dressed and washed in this double pain.
There was a porridge and side dishes on the table, accompanied by the sunshine, it looked very comfortable, this was all rice prepared by folding bamboo, he sat on the side, and said to Feng Shijiu, who was walking towards him: "Eat some first." ”
After finishing speaking, he reached out and threw a piece of meat into the mouth of a snow-white white wolf beside him.
Looking at the green vegetables that were simply stir-fried a few times on the table, and then glanced at the white wolf who was proud of the spring breeze beside the bamboo, Feng Jiu was stunned, pointed at the white wolf and said, "You give it meat, but give me vegetable leaves?" ”
Folding bamboo eyelids didn't raise and said: "The white wolf is not a vegetarian." ”
Feng Jiu adjusted his breathing, "Why is it my turn to be a few vegetable leaves?" ”
"The battle became more and more intense, and the people under the imperial city gradually became frightened, and the rich even built cellars at home to prepare for refuge, and the prices outside soared......"
He spoke rather gently and slowly, but he talked a lot.
Feng Jiu interrupted him, "So what do you want to express?" ”
"Meat is expensive."
“……”
Next, Feng Shijiu did not speak, and was quite quiet.
After feeding the wolf, the white finger of the bamboo jade slapped on the white wolf's head, and the white wolf stood up and went to the mountain.
"It's so quiet, it's not like you."
Feng Shijiu said lightly: "I have no energy. ”
I don't know where to go, Zhezhu's fair face is a little red: "You really should make up for it." ”
Feng Shijiu was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Did you hear everything?" ”
"You didn't avoid me." Zhezhu sighed, quite helpless.
Although he was blind, his ears were quite sharp, and last night's movements, even if the master deliberately forbeared, fell into his ears like thunder.
Feng Jiu looked at his face: "No wonder you have dark circles under your eyes, it seems that you haven't slept all night." ”
Oritake: "......"
The thin-skinned Oritake didn't want to speak.
Half a ring only remembered something, and changed the topic: "You didn't go back to the palace overnight, and the emperor will definitely be suspicious if you go back again." ”
She's waiting in front of the king.
Feng Jiu put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with the Supa on the table, his movements were very elegant: "He can't take care of me, the emperor is mediocre, it doesn't mean that his sons are also stupid together, they will definitely unite like never before and wait for the opportunity to move." ”
What's more, there is a queen who is ready to move behind.
As she got up, Feng Shijiu's meal was over, and she said lightly: "On the one hand, you have to think about immortality, and on the other hand, you have to deal with your own son, where will you pay attention to the 'father-in-law' who was promoted on a whim." ”
Seeing that she seemed to have made up her mind, Oritake didn't say anything more.
In the afternoon, Zhizhu went to collect medicine, Feng Jiu followed him, carrying a medicine basket on his back, holding a small hoe, walking all the way, picking all the way, not letting go of any supplies.
Amazingly, however, she was not picking herbs, but wild vegetables.
After going back, Zhizhu grinded some unknown and highly toxic petals into powder, and added some herbal medicines, Feng Jiu moved a stool, put an iron basin at his feet, and pulled up his trouser legs to choose vegetables next to him.
Zhezhu Yuguang caught a glimpse of her, and the hand that was dispensing medicine trembled slightly: "...... When you have this time, you can read more books. ”
Wen Yan took out a cookbook from his arms and spread it out on the basin, "I'm looking at it." ”
Oritake: "......"
How much grudge is this?