"What's more important than being with your wife?" Qing Mu Chen's vision toward her direction side, stand up, walk slowly toward her past, sit down beside her bed, will not drink the wine to her lips.

Mo Xi'er's heart thumped a few times after he approached, almost reflexively, and her body shrank back.

With her back against the cold bed screen, she probably realized how much she counseled. She calmed down and raised her face slowly. If she didn't care, she would take care of her hair.

"I don't need company. If you are busy, don't worry about me." Her eyes turned to the wine he had sent. She just looked at it, but didn't drink it.

"How do you say that? Isn't marriage company Qing Mu Chen will withdraw the wine cup, a mouthful of wine into his mouth.

His eyes turned to her red lips just after she woke up. He looked at her quietly, and his eyes ran past a shade.

Long arm will hook her neck, in Mo Xi'er's stunned eyes, he suddenly made a move that shocked her.

Pressing her face to himself, the cold lips close to her, the tip of his tongue tilted her teeth, he suddenly forced the wine in his mouth into her mouth.

His action seems gentle, but the hand around her neck is overbearing, which doesn't give her any room to struggle.

"Cough..." Mo Xi'er couldn't prevent being poured a mouthful of wine. Her throat was so sore that she almost choked her tears. "Cough Cough... "

Qingmuchen calmly looked at her face flushed, and took her in her arms. Her big hand fell on her back and patted her back.

"Why are you so careless?"

His ending is so long that he seems to forget that he is the culprit. Instead, he blames her.

Mo Xi'er was so angry that he wanted to kill him with a knife.

Raising her face, she yelled, "that's enough!"

"I haven't started anything yet!" Ignoring her angry face, he answered her indifferently.

All the expressions on Mo Xi'er's face suddenly solidified.

So looking at him, eyes and his eyes on, looking at every fluctuation in his eyes, she secretly recalled all his abnormal actions today.

Staring at her stomach, sitting beside her waiting for her to wake up, red wine

Mo Xi son Leng for a long time, the body suddenly gently shakes down, the facial expression Shua of white.

Qingmuchen didn't miss every tiny expression in her eyes, and the corners of her lips coldly went up.

Eyes fixed in her residual wine drops of red lips, big hand holding her head, pressing her face to himself, his lips suddenly kiss her.

Biting her lips / petals, he shallow sucks / kisses for a while, his slender hand pinches her small chin, he suddenly comes up with a sentence, "have been married for so long, should we consider the problem of children?"

Boom!

There was something buzzing in Mo Xi'er's brain.

Sure enough!

That's what he planned!

"Qingmuchen, listen to me!" One arm was on his chest, and her head came out of his arms, leaving her a little distance from him.

Mo Xi'er's head was empty for a few seconds when he bombed her. However, her head was very easy to use and she recovered quickly.

After a quick turn, she began to think about persuading him to say, "every child is a gift from God. This kind of thing is about fate. When fate comes, it will come naturally. "

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