"Well, forgive you."

Yun Miao rested her head on his shoulder.

Yang Xuanling was a little surprised, but still promised: "This kind of thing will not happen again in the future." ”

Yun Miao looked up at the bright stars in the sky, and her heart was quiet, "Hmm." ”

In fact, how could a man like him not attract flowers and butterflies.

It's just that very few can come to her. It's not that he doesn't have charisma, it's that he keeps them all out of the way and doesn't bother her about it.

He's always done a good job of that.

"You've done well enough, just...... No matter what, I'm still jealous and instinctively reacts. ”

"Very well, it proves that you care about me."

"I've always cared about you and put you in my heart."

With pure starry eyes, he looked at Yang Xuanling, and his whole person melted.

Yang Xuanling's blood gradually surged, he grabbed her with affectionate deep eyes, gently took her into his arms, and his deep voice and temptation fell on her ears, "Is it okay?" ”

The hair in his ears that was touched by his breath was ticklish, a little unbearable, "You don't have to ask me, we are husband and wife......"

The shredded voice, delicate and soft, with a vague gasp, and the shy moonlight also hid behind the thin clouds, casting a hazy and beautiful place for the heaven and earth.

……

This night, I don't know if it was exciting in the wild, or if the sweet words were particularly sultry, Yang Xuanling was extremely sexual, and it wasn't until dawn the next day that she could be let go.

Yun Miao didn't have any strength at all, and she was lazy and weak, so she entered the spiritual realm to soak in the hot spring and make up for sleep.

When she comes out again refreshingly, it is already three poles in the sun.

Yang Xuanling had been reading in the carriage, ignoring the carriage and walking with it.

Yun Miao was dressed in a purple-blue and elegant lily dress, with a beautiful face and intoxicating beauty.

"Husband." Soft love whispers out.

Yang Xuanling couldn't help but be emotional, took her into his arms, and lowered his head to give her a deep kiss.

Inevitably, it will be another misfire...... But this time it was extraordinarily gentle.

"My husband is not a hairy boy again, why are you still so greedy." Yun Miao lay in his arms, his body soft, and he didn't want to move.

Yang Xuanling combed her long hair, "I want to make up for what I owed before, but it's still far away." ”

Yun Miao glanced at him, "I'm not afraid of exhausting myself." ”

"Who the hell is begging for mercy, and I faint every time." Yang Xuanling said with a narrow smile.

Yun Mao's face suddenly became hot, and it turned red over rouge.

"Daddy, you see the carriage is going on its own." A little boy's shout was heard in the carriage.

Yun Miao hurriedly straightened his clothes and was about to leave the carriage.

Yang Xuanling stopped her, "There's a town ahead, do you want to go in?" ”

"Okay." Yun Miao also wanted to go down and walk.

Yang Xuanling got out of the carriage.

Outside there was a donkey cart, more or less parallel to the horse-drawn cart.

In the car sat father and son.

When looking at Yang Xuanling, the father and son were stunned, as if they didn't expect that there were such good-looking people in the world.

Yang Xuanling didn't pay attention to their gaze, just picked up the horse whip and let the carriage walk to the side, making way for the donkey cart.

After a while, the father came back to his senses and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, the child is naughty and disturbs the purity of the nobleman." ”

Yang Xuanling was wearing a simple cyan regular dress, which looked very ordinary at first glance, but in fact it was a very expensive fabric, and the slightest hint of gold could be faintly seen in the sun.

This is not something that can be worn just by being rich, but also by being powerful and valuable.

Yang Xuanling smiled warmly: "It's okay. I don't know what the place is ahead? ”

"The front is Jinglan County, and today it happens to be the county seat, so I took my son to set up a stall to do some small business."

"Sell what?" Yang Xuanling looked at the donkey cart.

There were sacks of goods in the car, and a little boy of eight or nine years old sat on one of the sacks.