Chapter 643: Messing into a pot of porridge

Wan Qi Haoyu turned his back, leaving a sleeping back for Yun Qiange, and then closed his eyes and activated his thin lips indifferently: "This has nothing to do with you." "How can he educate the child, it is not her turn to intervene, and the woman who took away everything from the princess, what qualifications does she have to dictate to him.

His indifference had already invisibly hurt her even more, and Yun Qiange felt like someone had dug her heart, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Obviously Xia Yang is her child, obviously she is her, why, why does Wan Qi Haoyu have to believe in others.

In the end, when all the heartache turned into helplessness, she sighed, regardless of whether he heard it or not.

"No, believe it or not, I love him as much as you do."

In the blink of an eye, the barrier was gone.

"Mother, what did you just say to Daddy Yu?" Shishi ran over curiously, hugged her mother and asked.

Xia Yang walked to his father's side gloomily, took off his little shoes, and obediently got into his father's bed.

Yun Qiange glanced back at Wan Qi Haoyu, who was still pretending to be asleep, touched Shishi's head, and smiled dotingly: "It's nothing, Shishi, let Sister Dieyi take you to take a bath, and then sleep with your mother, okay?"

"Good!" Shishi bloomed with a big smile and obediently followed Sister Dieyi to take a bath.

"Princess, the slave family is also sleepy." The man in red came again, yawning and leaning on the princess, his snow-white and smooth hair hanging down like this, reflecting his peach-petaled face.

"Princess, if you don't want me to sleep with you tonight, then I'll let none of you want to sleep." The man gently bit the woman's earlobe, and the bewitching poppy-like seductive sound quietly spread in her ears, with a threatening and gloomy meaning.

Yun Qiange sighed in his heart, Shangguan Ning, who has always been paranoid and evil, will do anything!

She knew that she didn't want to get rid of Shangguan Ning tonight, Yun Qiange looked at the second brother embarrassedly, and coughed dryly: "Cough, second brother, let's ...... That ......"

I'm not done yet......

"Yo yo yo, what day is today, it's all here." Murong Xi was dressed in a luxurious purple robe, and a purple fox with a luxurious cover appeared at the door of the room, and the disguise mask on his face had been taken off since he entered the mansion, revealing that handsome and compelling face.

If it is placed in modern times, Murong Xi is definitely the material to be a star! There is capital to make thousands of girls scream! Handsome, rich or rich second generation!

"Come in."

As soon as his voice fell.

Immediately afterwards, the princess's already luxurious bed was covered with golden satin sheets and golden sand-dot style bedding, and pillows embroidered with silver lines in the same color and forks.

Just looking at the smooth and delicate surface of the cloth, the tribute satin with a golden luster is the top color in the fabric, and it is not as gorgeous as the queen father's harem.

Compared with himself, the life he lived has become a little shrimp.

"Murong Xi, what are you doing?" Yun Qiange has a bad tone, don't blame her, she hates the rich!

Murong Xi smiled like a fox: "Look at what the princess said, I am the princess's husband, how can this husband sleep in a separate room with his wife?"

Yun Qiange just didn't have a mouthful of salt soda to spray him to death! She has known him for so many years, no, he hasn't slept with her for so many years, okay?

Although the corners of Baili Hongzhe's mouth, who has always been gentle and elegant, are smiling, there is no trace of smile in his eyes, and the vinegar taste is even stronger: "You can sleep, I can sleep here." ”

Baili Hongzhe casually pointed to a soft couch by the window and asked people to get the futon.

Yun Qiange swallowed his saliva, the atmosphere was not right, there was a large smell of gunpowder and sourness coming.

Is this who brought the explosives or whose vinegar jar was overturned?