Determined to tear down the marriage card!

After bidding farewell to General Chen, the two did not rush back to Jiuchongtian, but held hands and walked on the road.

Because it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, even at dusk, the streets are very lively.

Jiang Qinghe was immersed in the smoke and fire, and occasionally glanced at the people around him from the corner of her eye, with the corner of her mouth curled up, feeling satisfied.

Feng Qiwu turned her head, her gaze was on Jiang Qinghe's body, her eyes were full of tenderness and affection, fortunately, she remembered everything.

The evening light shone obliquely on Jiang Qinghe's face, creating a hazy feeling, a bit bewildered and intoxicated.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu's breathing slowed a few beats, and after thinking of something, he moved closer to Jiang Qinghe, and put his arms around her Chu waist.

Jiang Qinghe stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Feng Qiwu, her half-smile made her look a little coquettish and coquettish.

"Can it be tonight?" Feng Qiwu looked at her, and said with a hook of his lips.

Jiang Qinghe stretched out his hand to paint Feng Qiwu's eyebrows and eyes, reminiscing about the past few days, feeling some sourness and joy, suddenly, Zi Yuan's phrase "Fengfeng" jumped out of his mind.

Jiang Qinghe's face turned cold in vain, and he broke away from Feng Qiwu's waist, and said with a cold tone, "Fengfeng...?" Now that Feng Qiwu has recovered, it should be counted as "Fengfeng" billed.

Feng Qiwu was startled, and after thinking of Zi Yuan, she understood, nodded deliberately and said: "Yeah." Of course she knew that the people next to her were jealous because of this title.

As soon as the word "Feng Qiwu" came out of his mouth, Jiang Qinghe's body temperature dropped a little bit. With a cold face, he turned around and walked forward. This man was really angry with her.

Looking at Jiang Qinghe's back, Feng Qiwu smiled, he was so cute, and quickly followed, holding Jiang Qinghe's catkin.

Jiang Qinghe turned around, looked at Feng Qiwu coldly, and said nothing.She wanted to see what flowers this man could explain.

"When I knew Zi Yuan, she was still a child, very naughty, she never called her respectfully when we met, she was just Fengfeng." Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe's condensed little face, and explained.

Jiang Qinghe snorted softly, nodded, still seemed unsatisfied, and said, "And then?"

Feng Qiwu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said: "From now on, she is not allowed to be called! Fengfeng's name has entered Jingyunya!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qinghe's brows and eyes softened, and it was almost the same, and she pulled Feng Qiwu's face like a "reward".

Looking at Jiang Qinghe's arrogant demeanor, Feng Xiwu's heart was so soft that it almost dripped, he hugged Jiang Qinghe's slender waist again, and kissed the long-coveted warmth.

Jiang Qinghe whimpered, and pushed Feng Qiwu's shoulder, this is still on the main road, it's not proper for others to see it.

However, Jiang Qinghe's heart was soon drowned in this long-lost tender kiss. This was her Feng Qiwu.

How could Feng Qiwu be willing to let others see Jiang Qinghe's emotional appearance when he was kissed, and because of his luck, he hid the two of them.

"From now on, I won't forget you again." After the kiss, Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe with pity, stroked her temples, and said.

Regarding this, Jiang Qinghe raised her eyebrows, poked Feng Qiwu's collarbone, and snorted softly, but all the heaviness in her heart these past few days disappeared.

"Do you want to see my sanctuary in the world?" Feng Qiwu held Jiang Qinghe's funny hand and said softly.

Jiang Qinghe raised her eyelids and nodded, it's okay not to say, but she became curious when she said it.

With a thought in Feng Qiwu's mind, the two of them came to a holy church not far away in an instant.

Jiang Qinghe looked at it. It looked like a temple but it wasn't like it. The whole building was not magnificent, but it looked dignified and solemn.

There is an endless stream of worshippers, more or less holding offerings in their hands.

When you come to the lobby, there is a statue in the middle.

After Jiang Qinghe saw the statue, he turned his head and looked at Feng Qiwu, the real person again, tsk, this scene felt indescribably inconsistent, and... this statue seemed a little unsatisfactory, cold, hard, not at all The beauty of Feng Qiwu was not portrayed.

"I only now know what you look like..." Jiang Qinghe looked at Feng Qiwu with ridicule in his eyes and tone.

Feng Qiwu glanced at the indescribable statue, frowned slightly, turned to look at Jiang Qinghe, and said helplessly: "I only now know what I look like, it's really...too ugly."

Hearing Feng Qiwu's words, Jiang Qinghe almost couldn't help laughing, so he opened his mouth and deliberately "comforted" and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you are ugly, as long as I don't dislike it."

Feng Qiwu pondered about Jiang Qinghe's words, how could it be a kind of sweet with a thorny feeling inside, which made her throat a little swollen.

Touching his own face, Feng Qiwu frowned and said, "Is it ugly?"

Seeing Feng Qiwu's actions, Jiang Qinghe bit her lips, suppressed a smile, and shook her head. If Feng Qiwu could say ugly, there would be no good-looking people in this world.

After walking around, the two returned to Jiuchongtian.

"The little god welcomes your wife, congratulations on your recovery!" The gods waited for Feng Qiwu as if they had made an agreement.

Feng Qiwu glanced at them, then looked at Su Daji among them, and knew that it was her loudspeaker who said it, nodded, and said: "No need to come to congratulate, just wait until you perform your duties." After finishing speaking, He led Jiang Qinghe back to the bedroom.

On the way, I caught a glimpse of the familiar lotus again.

Feng Qiwu looked at the lotus, turned around suddenly, and said to Jiang Qinghe with a chuckle, "Actually... I thought the lotus was very beautiful yesterday."

Jiang Qinghe followed her gaze, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Well, you are not as sweet today as you were yesterday."

Seeing Jiang Qinghe's nonchalant expression, Feng Qiwu couldn't help laughing, and then asked: "Does Xiao Chong miss me a few days ago?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe held Feng Qiwu's hand tightly, a hint of meaning flashed in her eyes, and said with a smile, "I really miss you when you were obedient."

"Am I disobedient now?" Feng Qiwu thought about it for a while, and felt that he was quite obedient now.

Jiang Qinghe watched Feng Qiwu reflect on herself, she seemed really well-behaved, so she reached out and touched her ear, and said, "Being obedient is obedient, but not as obedient as before."

"Really? Then do you like the way you are now or the way you were before?" Feng Qiwu tilted his head, making it easier for Jiang Qinghe to touch her ears.

Jiang Qinghe thought for a long time, looked at Feng Qiwu, and then deliberately said: "Anyway, it's annoying, I don't like it!" Although he said this, the warmth in his eyes was not lacking at all.

Feng Qiwu heard the words, a trace of "danger" flashed in his eyes, this little girl has been very arrogant recently, estimated the time, and said, "Should I take a bath with Madam now?"

Jiang Qinghe looked at Feng Qiwu's expression, how could he not understand, his face was hot, then he quickly put down his hand touching Feng Qiwu's ear, turned around and left, and said as he walked: "Really? I'm a little tired, go to sleep for a while .”

Feng Qiwu stretched out his hand, and Jiang Qinghe was taken back, hugged horizontally, and then went to Tangchi.

Jiang Qinghe's heart was thumping, she grabbed Feng Qiwu's collar with both hands, looked up at her smooth jawline, and quickly lowered her head, really, we have been together for so long, meeting a slightly stronger Feng Qiwu, or The deer who can't stop blushing and beating heartbeat.

Putting Jiang Qinghe down, Feng Qiwu looked at her shy and awkward expression, hooked the corner of his mouth, and leaned into her ear, and said in a low voice, "You helped me take it off a few days ago, today I will help you."

Jiang Qinghe bit her lip and said nothing.But... She began to wonder if Feng Qiwu would take off his clothes without mana?It's hard to even put on, and take off your clothes?

However, the next scene did confirm her thoughts. Feng Qiwu didn't use magic power, but relying on his own strength, he was successfully trapped by the slightly cumbersome belt around his waist.

Feng Qiwu first found it inconvenient to stand, then squatted down, moved closer to the belt, frowned, and observed carefully.

Jiang Qinghe looked down at Feng Qiwu with deep meaning in his eyes, and said, "Idiot." After speaking, he stretched his hand to his waist and quickly released it.

The shirt was all loose, and Feng Qiwu's face showed a rare embarrassment. She really should learn how to put on and take off her clothes.

"I will know this obscene clothes." Standing up, Feng Qiwu said again in order to ease the embarrassment.

Jiang Qinghe raised his eyebrows at this, and said three words meaningfully: "I hope." Obviously, he still didn't quite believe Feng Qiwu.

Hearing the tone, Feng Qiwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a thought, Jiang Qinghe lost his mind in an instant.

"You're cheating!" Of course Jiang Qinghe felt it, her ears flushed, she cast a coquettish look at Feng Qiwu, and said.

Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe's appearance, chuckled lightly, and said, "It will work as long as it works."

The two were immersed in the soup pool, and Jiang Qinghe rested her head on Feng Qiwu's shoulder.

"I fell that day, did it hurt?" Thinking of something, Feng Qiwu turned his head and smelled the fragrance of Jiang Qinghe, his voice was full of distress.In the usual way, how could she allow Jiang Qinghe to bump into each other?

Jiang Qinghe looked up at Feng Qiwu, looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and said, "It doesn't hurt." She heard the self-blame in Feng Qiwu's words.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu's heart moved, he stood up gently, imprisoned Jiang Qinghe with both arms, and leaned over to kiss her lips.

The two of them went from shallow to deep, and the atmosphere gradually heated up, full of charm and lingering.

Suddenly, Feng Qiwu stopped, put the tip of his nose against Jiang Qinghe's lips, and said, "Can I do it now?"

Hearing the words, Jiang Qinghe suddenly seemed to hit Feng Qiwu, and said angrily, "I said no, so did you stop?"

"That's not going to happen." Feng Qiwu raised his eyebrows and replied.

Jiang Qinghe pushed Feng Qiwu's shoulder, scolded her coquettishly, and said, "Hmph, then you still ask!"

"Qinghe, I want a child." Feng Qiwu went on to say, thinking that Zhu Xunqing and Hua Manji both had children, and felt a little envious.

Jiang Qinghe bit her lip, looked into Feng Qiwu's eyes, and said angrily, "Then...what's the use of thinking?" After speaking, her face was flushed.

Feng Qiwu looked back at Jiang Qinghe, couldn't help laughing, then deliberately leaned into her ear, whispered Youlan, and said, "That means I didn't work hard enough, are you in a hurry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qinghe simply kissed Feng Qiwu's lips. This man liked to hang her up and chatter.

However, since Jiang Qinghe took the initiative, Feng Qiwu has been working very hard.

Living up to the expectations of the two, Jiang Qinghe started to have morning sickness smoothly.