The evil husband has facial paralysis

"I know very well that you are a man. There is no reason for you to ask this question." Ye Xiaoming looked at him, "One is that your parents trouble you, and I will help you solve it. The steward showed you the record, but I don't understand what else you need to ask."

Elm head!

Luo Jiliang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stared at Ye Xiaoming, it can be seen that he took things for granted, and wanted to laugh, and at this thought, he suddenly laughed out loud, really didn't know what to say alright.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Xiaoming asked displeased.

"You want to raise me in the yard, water the flowers and read books until you come home?"

"No." Ye Xiaoming frowned, "You are my Xiangjun, and of course you have to do what Xiangjun should do."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Luo Jiliang shouted, blushing.Apart from kissing and hugging, they didn't make it to that step at all!That person can actually say it brazenly!Luo Jiliang glared at Ye Xiaoming, only then did he understand what the housekeeper meant at that time!

How can anyone say such shameless words so coldly?

"You don't want to?"

Luo Jiliang choked: "That's not what I meant." Ye Xiaoming looked at him with raised brows.

"I don't want to hear those things from outsiders." Luo Jiliang calmed down, lowered his head and looked at his fingertips: "I'm very happy to hear that you helped me. But, you didn't say a word , I wonder if it’s just me being sentimental. I’m a man, and I don’t want to be hypocritical, I just ask you a question.” Luo Jiliang raised his head.

"If I want your heart, can you give it to me?"

He didn't know about prostitutes, and because he was engaged since he was a child, he didn't even have a maid to serve him personally.The closeness and touch of others are even less, and it was Ye Xiaoming who taught him these things.Although he didn't push it away at first, he wasn't willing either.But, I don't know when, the nature changed, and I don't know if it was the time when he fell off the horse or the Lantern Festival. He was already envious of people who can fight, so he couldn't help feeling admiration for Ye Xiaoming, and with that incident, Also reduces rejection.

This time, Ye Xiaoming left for nearly a month, but he couldn't calm down.There are always strange emotions.It's inexplicable, but there's a hint of impatience, it's not heavy, but it's not something that can be easily ignored.Like snow flakes in winter, if you don't pay attention at first, when you come back to your senses, there is already a layer of snow.

Luo Jiliang thought, at least, he didn't dislike Ye Xiaoming, his husband.

With such straightforward words, even Ye Xiaoming, an elm lump, understood.Seeing Luo Jiliang's slightly restless movements, his eyes gradually darkened, and the corners of his mouth curled up vaguely, before he said in a low voice, "If you want it, I'll give it to you." Body, printed a kiss on the corner of Luo Jiliang's mouth.

Luo Jiliang couldn't help but feel a little complicated. This person threw the question back to him, and he really couldn't make any money.He groaned, thought for a while, but didn't speak.

Seeing that he did not speak, Ye Xiaoming was silent for a while, then suddenly touched the exposed corner of his collar with his fingertips, and a small bruise was exposed, "It seems that the injury is serious."

Luo Jiliang's skin was already fair, so the bruise was naturally glaring.He watched it by himself for a while, and it was shocking, so he didn't want to be seen by Ye Xiaoming.For a big man, he has to be checked over and over again just for a little trauma, and he always finds it unbearable.

He wanted to pull Ye Xiaoming's hand away, but Ye Xiaoming didn't let it go.The two were at a stalemate and just looked at each other quietly. In the end, Luo Jiliang gave up resistance first.Deftly picking up his clothes, Ye Xiaoming looked at the wound on his abdomen and pursed his lips.

Pressing his fingertips on that person, Luo Jiliang gasped softly, with a half-smile in his eyes, Ye Xiaoming said coldly, "Didn't you say you're fine?"

"If you press like this, even if it doesn't hurt, it will still hurt if you press it."

"Oh?" Ye Xiaoming responded unintentionally, and ran his fingertips across the bruise on his abdomen. Luo Jiliang couldn't help trembling, and raised his eyes to look at him.Ye Xiaoming's tall figure covered him, only his slightly sharp eyes could be seen, Luo Jiliang didn't dare to move, only felt inexplicable emotions surging in his body.

Ye Xiaoming's fingertips moved up slowly, but stopped on his chest.Luo Jiliang looked at him persistently, his body trembling slightly, Ye Xiaoming looked at the two trembling red dots, his eyes were dark and bottomless.

"Are you ready?" Luo Jiliang looked away, and slightly gathered his clothes.

"You're shaking."

"...just cold."

"..." Ye Xiaoming looked at him for a while, but didn't answer his words, just pressed his hands on his collarbone stubbornly.