Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Hu Yanzhang withdrew his gaze and leaned weakly against the stone wall behind him.

He simply couldn't believe that the two men and women in front of him, who were more than 20 years younger than him, were actually getting along like this! !

Brother Wang, do you like Princess Jinyang?

It's impossible not to like it!

Hu Yanzhang is also a man, and he knows very well how men behave when facing the woman they love, just like Wang Di at this time.

Face the princess of Jinyang with all your heart and soul.

The two people who were entangled with each other have now moved their positions again.

His good brother Wang held her legs with his wrists and held Princess Jinyang in his arms.

A gentle kiss fell on her forehead, the tip of her nose...

"Why don't you cheer for me? When the fighting beast won, I saw you were the only one sitting there, neither clapping nor shouting."

Wen Ya didn't expect that this person was so sharp-eyed. She could see her movements even if she was sitting in the last row.

"You're too lazy to move. There are so many people cheering for you, and I'm not the only one missing."

Hu Yanlie smiled, his voice hoarse than usual.

"You Central Plains people pay attention to the idea of ​​having your wife and children on the hot bed. I couldn't quite understand it before, but now I seem to understand it a little bit."

In his eyes, Wen Ya is just like his wife.

He was shouting in his heart that after he won the beast battle, there was someone beside him to share the joy with him. This feeling would be unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Hu Yanlie lowered his head and kissed her twice more.

Wen Ya was so dizzy from his kiss that Hu Yanlie coaxed in a low voice:

"Be good, open your mouth~"

Wen Ya pushed the person, and the man became more and more presumptuous. If this continues, they will really live on the ground.

"Didn't you notice? You are not afraid of me at all now."

"In the beginning, you were cautious."

Hu Yanlie said: "I didn't find it."

Now, Hu Yanzhang was peeping in the dark, and no matter how cautious he was, it would be hiding his ears and stealing the bell, and it would be better to indulge in wantonness.

Wen Ya glared at him.

The man smiled, grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.

Wen Ya warned: "That's it, no more."

The man succeeded and quickly nodded in agreement.

Gradually, a man's muffled groan could be heard in the grotto, and he exhaled a sigh of relief.

Hu Yanlie also noticed that the person in the secret hadn't left yet...

Wen Ya's arm was sore and she couldn't help pinching it.

Hu Yanlie closed his eyes and was scolding the shameless old man in his mind. Are you still reading? Still not leaving? !

This time, I frowned in pain.

Wen Ya looked at his face.

"You should eat less beef and mutton in the future, you are too angry!"

Sweat dripped from his face, his angular face was full of forbearance, and his jawline was as tight as a knife.

Wen Ya looked away evasively.

The handsome man said something foul afterwards!

Hu Yanlie opened his eyes, almost angry and laughing at the same time.

"Princess, you have done something wrong again!"

Wen Ya quickly took out her hand and wiped it on the man's clothes angrily a few times.

"Back to business, Hu Yanlie, I have something to tell you."

At this time, Hu Yanlie looked lazily, with gentle eyes: "Go ahead."

"I knitted a pair of gloves for you out of wool. It's cold, so you can wear them."

Wen Ya took out a pair of black wool knitted gloves from her cuffs. The snow-white wool thread was dyed and now turned black.

Hu Yanlie looked at the gloves and felt a little happy. He allowed Wen Ya to take off the old gloves on his hands...

Sure enough, the little finger of his left hand was broken.

Wen Ya gently touched his left hand, and the man's hand trembled.

"It hurt a lot when your father cut off your little finger, right?"

Hu Yanlie was stunned for a moment, as his memory seemed to drift away to three years ago.

At that time, while Princess Jinyang was sleeping, he kissed her in the room. He happened to be seen by King Huainan who was walking on the verandah...

But in just a moment, he came back to his senses.

"It doesn't hurt. I was indeed disrespectful to you back then, and I deserved the punishment."

Hu Yanlie never regretted it from beginning to end.

In fact, if he were the King of Huainan, and his precious daughter was defiled by a lowly barbarian, he would have been merciless if he didn't skin the woman, not to mention that it was just a broken little finger.

"In the future, let's go back together and see our father."

Hu Yanlie hummed.

He touched the woolen gloves. Wen Ya's craftsmanship was excellent. The gloves were fluffy and were indeed woven from woolen threads.

Thinking of her hard work and making gloves for him with her own hands, Hu Yanlie was deeply moved and he said:

"There are a lot of female slaves from the tribe here at the Colosseum. We'll be there in a while. You can pick some more people and bring them back and let them twist wool threads and weave them."

"it is good."

Wen Ya also saw the female slaves in the Colosseum. This was the Northern Desert, but it was also very hierarchical. The lower class were slaves and could only do menial work.

It is better to take those female slaves back and let them learn to knit sweaters and twist wool threads on their own than to serve wild beasts in the Colosseum.

Then, Wen Ya took out something from her sleeve.

It’s actually a cute tiger head earmuff!

Something like a headband, covering the ears on both sides.

Wen Ya looked at Hu Yanlie seriously, "I want to see you wear it."

Hu Yanlie looked at this strange thing, his eyelids twitched, and he pretended not to hear, "What?"

"Wear earmuffs." Wen Ya suppressed a smile in her heart, but there was a frustrated expression on her face:

"Try it. It's so cold in the Northern Desert. Wearing earmuffs can also prevent frostbite on your ears."

Hu Yanlie couldn't bear to refuse. The veins on his forehead were pulsing. He looked at this thing that was completely inconsistent with his image. After a long while, he looked at death and said:

"Give me."

Wen Ya suddenly burst into laughter and put the earmuff on Hu Yanlie's head.

Two cute orange tiger heads covered his ears, and the black wool on the top of his head blended into his hair.

If you look at it from a distance, Hu Yanlie seems to have two fat tigers growing out of his ears, which really makes people laugh.

At this time, Hu Yanlie looked at her and smiled. When Wen Ya finally stopped laughing, he stared at Wen Ya:

"Are you happy?"

Wen Ya nodded.

Hu Yanlie rubbed Wen Ya's hand and smiled vaguely.

"Isn't it happier to be my wife than to serve that bad old man Hu Yanzhang?"

Wen Ya said: "Who is your wife? I have never served Hu Yanzhang!"

Hu Yanlie chuckled in a low voice: "Okay, since I haven't served him before, don't call him by his name in the future, just call him Brother Wang."

"Come on, call Brother Wang in the direction of that boulder!"

Wen Ya thought he was joking. The direction of the boulder was the direction of the Colosseum.

Wen Ya thought about it for a while. The man wore earmuffs to make her happy, so she fulfilled her wish and made Hu Yanlie happy.

So, facing the boulder, he shouted directly:

"Brother Wang——"

When he finished speaking, Hu Yanlie was extremely happy to the naked eye. He rubbed the back of Wen Ya's neck, then kissed her head.

"So cute~"

"Call me Brother Wang, but you are my wife."