The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

He quickly sat up, hugged her tightly, and deepened the kiss. He was still cautious at first, but he quickly lost control and tore her clothes...

When his rough palm held her roundness, Xiao Man breathed tightly and grabbed his skirt. Shangguan Jing seemed to be a middle-class player. He knew how to cause her to react, wherever his hand went, or With light or heavy strokes and kneading, she inhaled, trembling slightly, as if being struck by an electric current. His hand slipped slowly, and suddenly he gently pressed a place on her abdomen, where there was a bump. She stiffened, clung to the hand of his back, and slid down.

Shangguan stunned immediately stopped his hand, gathered her clothes for her, and hugged her into her arms. She looked up at him and saw that the astringency in his eyes flashed away. There was tension and worry in his eyes, and his eyebrows lowered. Softly said: "Tell me, what are you thinking now, what did you think about just now?"

"I just slept a lot during the day and couldn't sleep until I was afraid that I might wake you up because of turning over or something."

Xiaoman shook his head, patted his back soothingly, and smiled: "You were awe-inspiring when you went out to inspect the soldiers during the day. How come you have become nervous now? As for now, I'm just strange. ...Why is there a small scar on my stomach?"

Although you have been changed by the illusion technique, your body is still a top-notch body. Shangguan Jinghong once broke your belly and took out the oil paper. Later he helped you stitch it up, but this scar... Shangguan clenched his teeth in shock and said: "That You fell in the ditch and were broken by a stone."

Xiao Man nodded, and then smiled mischievously, "You lie to me, your princess was so angry that she didn't give me a stroke."

Shangguan was startled, and the long-term effect immediately scowled and said: "What I say is what I say, and the husband is the wife, do you understand?"

"You kidnapped me and got my child pregnant, but you haven't given me a name yet, and you dare to say a husband or wife."

Shangguan was stunned when he heard the words. A pair of eyes stared at her closely, dazzling and dazzling, Xiao Man looked at him in a dazed look, stretched out his hand to poke his face, but he held her hand and forcefully After kissing a few times, she was crumpled into her arms, "I can understand this as...Do you want to ask me for a name?"

Xiaoman really didn't want to ask him for his name. He seemed a little unhappy. Seeing him joking with her, she followed his words and joked with him. At this time, she was ecstatic and mad when she saw him. There was a slight pain, and the soft voice responded.

"I will let the people below prepare!"

Shangguan's eyebrows and eyebrows were full of bright smiles, and after tossing on her lips for a long time, he returned her to his arms.

Xiao Man was also happy in his heart. Although according to him, they had known each other not long ago, but becoming his wife seemed to be a promise over the years... She wanted to take care of his daily life and wanted him to be as happy as now.

She always felt that he was not so happy. When he looked at her, he always had a sense of caution in his eyes, as if she would disappear at any time. He hugged her tightly when he went to bed, so she just broke away when she knew he was awake.

"Tell me what I'm thinking about now." Seeing her calm down, he touched her hair and coaxed her.

There is still tension in his tone.

"Shocked, I want to take good care of you and make you happy."

Xiaoman said that he was also funny, is she mother? Love is overflowing.

She raised her hand and patted her belly lightly. The shape was already seen, not very big, but it was also round and slightly bulging.

Sure enough, Shangguan’s shocked and healthy chest also shook slightly, as if he had heard something incredible. He didn’t come back to his senses until he watched her pat her stomach, and once grasped her paw, he scolded: "Lin Xiaoman, you Watch out for children."

Maybe this is his and her child, she loves the child deeply in her heart, she is careful not to get the child, just patted it gently, but Xiaoman looks a little frustrated when he sees him petting and petting. , I thought it was funny, the other hand gestured and knocked on his stomach, Shangguan let out a low growl, wrapped her hands with one hand, fixed on her lap, and bit her lip severely, "Let you shoot ."

Xiaoman suffered a little bit, and bit his mouth hard, but Shangguan was shocked but seemed to like it very much. His lips rubbed her face lightly and heavily, and the new long green stubble stabbed her straight away. Later, she was a little sleepy, so she snuggled into his arms and said: "I don't know why, I'm afraid you don't like children."

Shangguan was startled, cautiously hugged her, and whispered: "Why would I not like your child?"

Seeing a bright smile on her face, he hugged her tighter and put her on his arm, "I have thought about the child's name. Our child... I said, I love him like you. Woods. You forgot the agreement in here, but I will always remember."

Xiao Man's divine sense book is a bit vague. Hearing the words, he opened his eyes and stared at him.

The stars outside the window tent shone, Xiaoman thought, she was wrong before, Shangguan’s startled eyes are more beautiful than the stars, he stared at her deeply, and the smile on his lips seemed to have passed through thousands of years, "You come back Now, little fox. This is you."

Xiaoman doesn’t know what he’s talking about-more because she really doesn’t want to be elegant, he knows he will treat her and the child well, she is very happy, she knows that he is too, she reaches out and rubs his shawl on her shoulders The long black hair on her face is soft in her heart, "Shocked, what is the child's name?"

"not regret."

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The night is bright. Charming.

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Rui Wang big account.

Shangguan Jinghong’s situation was very bad. Everyone realized at this time that he was not eager to get sick because of the war. On the contrary, he knew that the strategy was successful, and he was relieved that he became ill. This month, he The stretch is tighter than anyone else.

These days, he looks like Yan Rubaiyu, very warm, but full of indifference, but not at all at this time. His face is blue and white, lying on the couch, his hands tightly pressed against his heart, and half of blue is revealed in his shirt. Color purse, constantly yelling the name of the leader, and whispering "blue".

No one knows what the phrase "blue" means.

Everyone is just hesitating, who can give him a leader. The leader is dead.