Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

Well, Wan Baylor's youthful heart has been appeased for the time being.

"Oh, Wen Ling, I always have nothing to do with you."

He nestled in his body, trying to squeeze his huge figure into Jin Wenling's arms, arching his body trembling, couldn't help laughing, and stroked his curly hair.

"My lord! Ah... the little one didn't see anything."

Just when the husband and wife were talking and laughing at Yanyan, Suhang barged in very untimely.

"piss off!"

Someone spoiled Wan Baylor's good deeds, and threw a big fireball at him with a raised hand.

"Get out later."

Unexpectedly, with a wave of Suhang's hand, the fireball was easily incorporated into the mirror space by him.

"Fuck! The rhythm is reversed?"

This little goblin is too good at watching people order dishes. She pretends to be a grandson in front of her. How can she turn her face and deny anyone when she has a serious master?

"Your Majesty, calm down, the prince, he...he..."

Before Suhang could finish speaking, Jin Wenling turned back and threw Wan Baylor off her body to the ground, and left without looking back.

Alas, if you have a son, be a son, and if you have a grandson, be a grandson.At the age of 20, Wan Baylor finally realized what his chess friends who set up a stall and played chess together at the entrance of the alley had said.

……

The man on the bed was bare-chested, with strong muscles, a straight chest, and a resolute and handsome face that even the statues in Greek temples could not match.

But at this moment, he was crying silently, neither crying nor impatient, just crying like that, looking like a taciturn young man abandoned by his lover.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Jin Wenling walked to the edge of his bed, sat down without hesitation, and reached out to touch his face.

The man raised his head, with crystal clear tears still hanging on his face, he looked deeply at Jin Wenling, without speaking.

The two of them looked like Venus and Adonis. Suhang was leaning against the door, biting a handkerchief, and a sense of instant vision of a young man rushed over his face, which was really eye-catching.

"What's wrong with Wan Wan?" Wan Baylor kicked Su Hang away and squeezed in through the door.

"What Wanwan?" Suhang got up from the ground with a grunt, but didn't react.

"My son." Wan Baylor said proudly, and broke into Jin Wenling's room grandly.

"...!"

When the man on the bed saw him, his muscles immediately tensed up, and the original grievance flashed across his face, and he stared at him sternly and warily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you call such a feminine name."

Jin Wenling looked at him very dissatisfied, and held the man's hand with both hands, soothing his slightly anxious emotions.

"Hey, the concubine's title is Wan, which is a homonym, and her nickname is Wan Wan. We will add up when the big name is registered."

Wan Baylor sat on the edge of the bed without paying attention, and the man on the bed shrank back in disgust, and grabbed Jin Wenling's hand tightly.

"Tsk, an old man cries whenever he says he wants to cry, are you a man?"

"Of course he's not a man yet, and he's not even a boy now. If you can't help, go out."

Jin Wenling made a choice between her lover and her child without hesitation.

"Hey, my concubine has lost her sacred heart, so I'm going to face the wall." Wan Baylor exited the room with a look of hopelessness.

Seeing Wan Baylor go out, the man slightly relaxed his vigilance, then looked at Suhang at the door, tilted his head slightly, and there was a trace of stern expression in his eyes.

"Alas!"

Su Hang felt the love from the East Palace, and with a slur, he jumped into the mirror and disappeared.

"What's the matter, what do you want to say?"

Jin Wenling touched his face very gently.

The man's expression became a little shy, he was at a loss, he looked like Wan Baylor, very cute, his name was Wan Wan, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

He lifted the quilt covering his body and pointed to the diaper on his body.

"Oh, I get it."

Jin Wenling smiled softly, and held back considering his feelings.

Since His Majesty the emperor, whose ten fingers are not in the sun, has just learned about the profound knowledge of parenting, the two of them worked hard for a long time before they cleaned up. He was about to help the man to lie down and rest, when he suddenly remembered a sound in the quiet room. Embarrassing sound.

"Gollum... Gollum..."

"Are...are you hungry?"

The man's face was a little red, he didn't understand what he meant, he tilted his head to look at Jin Wenling, took his hand, put it to his lips and gently sucked his finger.

"Bear kid, get up!"

There was a very inappropriate roar from Wanbaile at the door.

"Let go of your father quickly, it's time to eat."

Empress Wan carried Jin Wenling off the bed as quickly as the bells jingled, and immediately placed the kang table with four dishes and one soup in front of him before the man on the bed exploded.

"Gu..."

The man swallowed his saliva, apparently smelling the aroma of the food, and did not react too aggressively.

"Eat, Wanwan."

Wan Baylor waved his hand, showing the demeanor of a loving father.

"..."

Xiabu Xiabu Xiabu.

Wanwan finally couldn't bear the temptation of the food, temporarily gave up her Oedipus complex, buried her head in the kang table and swept away thousands of troops.

"hey-hey."

Wan Baylor stretched out his hand and made a two sign to Jin Wenling.

"Ever since I found out about Wan Wan, I've spent a lot of time reading a lot of books on parenting. If the child is crying and fussing but doesn't have a headache, then it must be hungry or it's time to change the diaper."

"Well, you're right, I just changed his diaper."

"Ah? This won't work, Wenling..."

"Stop rambling, do you want me to favor you to prove it once?"

"No... no need."

……

After the child was settled to sleep, it was already late at night, and the two of them returned to Qianbaile's room, both feeling a little as if they had passed away.

They are obviously their own flesh and blood, but they omitted the intermediate process and completed nearly 20 years of growth in less than a day and night, which gave Jin Wenling and Wan Baylor the illusion that they were old.

"Wen Ling, help me see if there are crow's feet in the corners of my eyes?"

The two of them squeezed into the not-so-spacious bathtub in the guest house to take a bath. Because Wan Baylor was going to attend the press conference, the make-up artist put on a layer of foundation for him. Right now, he was taking off his makeup in front of the mirror, and took a special photo for fear of himself. Before the beauty is old, the grace is broken first.

"Don't do that, it will hurt your skin."

Jin Wenling turned to face him, took the mirror, held his face, and gently removed his makeup with a cotton pad.

"Don't you understand your physical condition?"

He caressed Wan Baylor's face delicately, since the keel had merged with the center of the earth, theoretically speaking, he should almost live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and it is impossible for him to continue to age.

"Well, it's changed a little bit. I don't pay much attention to the face."

Wan Baylor's face was flushed by the steaming heat in the bathroom, and he leaned over and whispered in Jin Wenling's ear.

"There, theoretically speaking, the golden gun will never fall again."

He took advantage of the opportunity to kiss Jin Wenling's face, and said with a playful smile.

"I didn't ask you that."

The emperor's eyes became blurred in the dense water vapor, he seemed embarrassed, and directly pressed Qianbaile's fluffy head into the bathtub.

"No no no!"

The boy struggled, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting his lover, he was very embarrassed.

"call……"

Jin Wenling finally let go of him, Wan Baylor held onto the edge of the bathtub and panted heavily.

"What happened to you today?"

Jin Wenling also felt that she was going too far, picked up the shampoo next to the bathtub, knelt in the water to help Wan Baylor rub her hair, and asked in a very soft voice.

"When I got close to Liu Guang and Taifu before, I never saw you react so strongly."

"Hmm."

Wan Belle squinted his round almond eyes, enjoying the service of his lover, lying on the edge of the bathtub, like a poodle taking a bath.

"It's a lie to say that you are not jealous. Compared with other people, he has a closer relationship with you. You are connected by blood and cannot be separated."

"He also has your blood, doesn't he? It's not easy for our blood to fuse together. I cherish him because I cherish you."

Jin Wenling picked up the nozzle next to her, washed the foam off Wan Baylor's head with a gentle stream of water, held his face in her hands, and said word by word: "Wan Wan Leiqing, but Wushan is not a cloud."

"Pfft! Hahaha."

Wan Baylor reacted for a second, and couldn't help laughing.

"Wen Ling, you are performing too much court drama."

"You gave him this name, didn't you just want to tell me this?"

Jin Wenling sat back in his arms without any hesitation, raised her head and leaned on his shoulder.

Wan Baylor's little thoughts were exposed, he stuck out his tongue, and washed and protected his hair very well.

"Come and cut it with me when you get back to the capital."

"Ah? It's been kept for so many years, do you really want to cut it?"

"Well, there's no need to keep it the same. Liu Guang is already married. I haven't cut it before, but I'm too lazy to move it. But now it seems that it's better to cut it short."

"Is there any difference? I think you look good with your ponytail, neat and beautiful."

"I still have to take care of Wanwan. It's good to save a little time for combing my hair every day."

"You! You said just now that you only love me, you scumbag!"