The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

Nangong Ying's brows were slightly furrowed, with a storm brewing in her eyes.

It's exactly the same!

He knew who it was.

"Then..." He tightened his grip on Qu Xinyue's chin, lifted her chin slightly, and asked, "Do you like me?"

Qu Xinyue met Nangong Ying's charming peach blossom eyes and swallowed her saliva. He was her man, and he was so pleasing to the eye.

"I like it." She licked her dry lips and answered softly.

Nangong Ying was in a complicated mood, with dark colors in her eyes, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Then our wedding will be held as scheduled."

After saying that, his hand slowly moved back, supported the back of Qu Xinyue's neck, and his lips slowly covered it, with temptation and silent desire.

The heat from each other intertwined with each other, and the taste was sweeter than Nangong Ying had imagined.

She also tried to wipe off the scent left on her by other men and add her own scent.

Only when Qu Xinyue's breathing became disordered and her body fell weakly did Nangong Ying let go of Qu Xinyue with satisfaction.

He believed it. The almost synchronized heartbeats when they kissed told him that Qu Xinyue had him in her heart.

"Be good, go to bed early."

Nangong Ying let go of Qu Xinyue, her dark eyes hiding desire, but also restraint.

The quiet night shone into the bedroom through the half-open rear window. Qu Xinyue lay alone on the large carved bed, lost in thought.

Although she did not go out, she could still clearly feel that the control around her suddenly became tight.

On a twenty-meter-tall Torreya grandis tree not far from Yunying Palace, Wuka almost blended into the night.

Including his dark face.

I have imagined countless ways to take Qu Xinyue away quietly and without any harm, but no one method is perfect enough.

For several consecutive days, he appeared here, looking at the bedroom from afar with his eyes flickering.

Finally, on the day when the bridesmaid came to visit, Wuka found an opportunity.

He sneaked into the Yunying Palace and hid in an uninhabited house near the bedroom.

When the music started and the bridesmaid was leading Qu Xinyue, who was wearing a red veil, by, he quickly knocked out the maid next to Qu Xinyue, then hugged Qu Xinyue and hid back in the house.

"Don't shout, it's me, Wuka." Wuka's deep voice sounded in Qu Xinyue's ears, successfully stopping the voice that was about to shout out from Qu Xinyue.

And the silver needle pinched between the fingers.

The red veil was suddenly lifted.

The faint light flickered in Qu Xinyue's eyes.

This time, Qu Xinyue finally saw the difference between Wu Ka and Nangong Ying.

Wuka's embrace has a herbal fragrance, while Nangong Ying's embrace has a cold pine scent.

There is an inconspicuous scar on Wuka's forehead, while Nangong Ying's face is flawless.

Qu Xinyue's action of not shouting out loud greatly encouraged Wu Ka's heart.

He held Qu Xinyue's cheeks with both hands, his eyes burning and looking at her warmly, with joy and longing in his eyes.

"Greedy girl, do you miss me too?" Wuka asked.

The corners of Qu Xinyue's mouth twitched, and the charming atmosphere just now disappeared completely.

Although I had seen Qu Xinyue wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe last time, I still couldn't help but be amazed when I saw her again.

But this outfit was not meant for him, which made Wuka feel sad.

He held Qu Xinyue's hands and asked expectantly, "Are you willing to come with me?"

Qu Xinyue was very distressed. She opened her mouth, but before she could answer, the door was suddenly kicked open from outside.

Outside the door, Nangong Ying, who was coming against the light, had peach blossom eyes with red pupils that were dark and cold, and thick anger almost seeping out.

Like a sharp sword, it slashed towards Qu Xinyue and Wu Kala's hands.

Qu Xinyue was screaming wildly in her heart.

Ah~~ What kind of Shura field is this!!!

She felt her hand burning as Nangong Ying stared at it, and subconsciously tried to pull her hand out of Wuka's big hand.

But when Wu Ka opened his mouth after Nangong Ying kicked the door, he was already on alert.

When he noticed that Qu Xinyue wanted to pull her hand away, he held her hand tightly in a domineering manner.

Qu Xinyue: ...I can't live like this anymore!

Nangong Ying strode up to Qu Xinyue, her pupils as cold as a pond, and she stared at Wu Ka with a bloodshot look, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Let her go!"

Wu Ka grabbed Qu Xinyue's hand tightly, trying to pull her into his arms, and retorted coldly: "No! Yueyue obviously likes me!"

Qu Xinyue looked at the two almost identical faces facing each other right in front of her and wanted to cry.

What kind of evil is this?

Her other wrist was grasped by Nangong Ying, preventing Wu Ka from pulling her into his arms.

"What a joke! Yueyue is obviously my soon-to-be wife, how could she like you? If she didn't like me, why would she agree to marry me?"

The sarcastic smile on Nangong Ying's face irritated Wuka.

After all, he is a bit out of place.

But I feel aggrieved deep down.

After all, he had lost his mind without realizing it.

"Who do you like?" Wu Ka finally asked the question that made Qu Xinyue want to die.

Qu Xinyue lowered her head and tried to pretend to be dead.

But this evasive attitude also made Nangong Ying's breath catch.

He held Qu Xinyue's hand tightly and asked, "Who do you like?"

As the two of them were tug-of-war, Qu Xinyue fell into a complex multifaceted emotion of blushing and feeling guilty.

"No, can't I like both of them?" She said pitifully.

But even if she spoke in a low voice, both Nangong Ying and Wu Ka were martial artists and had sharp ears and eyes!

The two of them looked at Qu Xinyue with disbelief.

Qu Xinyue's face was burning hot, and she dug her toes into the ground, wishing she could bury her head in the dirt.

At this time, there was a sound of fierce fighting outside.

Nangong Ying's body was filled with a chilly aura. She looked at Wu Ka and asked in a cold voice.

"You guys from Kaza Village are here to attack and try to steal the bride?"

Wu Ka looked confused. How could it be possible? He had never told anyone about the fact that he had just stolen the girl from the Yunying Palace!

Besides, the last time Kaza Village attacked Yunying Palace, it suffered heavy losses. He was not an unscrupulous village chief who would ignore the lives of the villagers and ask them to help him snatch his wife.

"That's not the case! You're just too flamboyant, and you got into trouble outside, so they came to your door?"

The more Wuka spoke, the more he felt that his analysis was correct, and he immediately spoke with confidence.

"People like you are too unreliable. In order to prevent Yueyue from being frightened by you in the future, it is safer for Yueyue to be with me in the future. So, let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

……

Finally, Qu Xinyue simply walked out of the room, holding one of their hands each, and headed towards the direction of the fight.

The disciples of the Yunying Palace who were fighting heard the noise and were about to shout for the Palace Master, but when they turned around, the voice was stuck in their throats.

By the way...why are there two palace masters?

They were both held on the left and right by the Palace Master's wife.

Moreover, both 'Palace Masters' had the same gloomy and unhappy expression on their faces?

The disciples of Yunying Palace were confused. Could it be that the Palace Master had split into two?