The action of the son of dye flower quilt makes a whisper and cries out. When she responds, she finds herself sitting on the son's leg. She looks a little flustered, and then she says with a little shame. "Son ~"

Bai Yu is goose bumped out by this son. But she also has a cool smile on her face. "What is the name of the boy, now I should call my husband."

Dye flower is certainly lifted do not want, grow up in the child, also understand the son's spleen, she now timid also slightly bigger, gently lean on the white jade chest, "husband ~"

well, good White jade answered, she looked at the outside shadow disappeared, gently exhaled a breath.

dyed flowers is now full of cheeks. One hand slowly came to the chest from the arm of white jade. In my mind, I was thinking about the contents of the books I saw these days. My breathing increased a bit. "The husband, I..."

's flower stained hands were going to get into the white jade clothes, and they were caught by white jade. Go ahead. I'm a little tired. "

White jade finished to push people down the bosom, she patted the clothes on her body, a change of just the affection came to the door, "dust, follow me."

Dust always stood at the door, he had held the hands of his double fists and then released violently, afraid of being found anything, listening to white jade words he nodded gently.

The dye in the room looked at the white jade leaving, just a little red cheeks now but pale, she did not know where she caused the son unhappy.

And on the other side, in the study.

Jun Wen listened to his report, nodded with satisfaction, "it seems that this boy is still normal."

His men had always been expressionless, and he listened to the words and gave a slight puff on his cheek.

"Well, go down, you don't have to stare tonight, and wait for tomorrow."

"Yes, general." His men launched the study.

The left Wen Xiang, leaning on the reclining chair, looked at it with a book in his hand. Listening to the conversation between the Emperor Wen and his men outside, he coughed and his eyes flashed with shock.

"Junwen, you really carried the servant girl beside that boy?" Left Wenxiang put the book back to his original place and found his old friend for questioning.

The Emperor Wen lightly left the text, "otherwise? Waiting for you to lift it for me? "

Left text phase to take a breath back, "still really touch that servant girl?"

"Or? I'll keep my men staring without touching? "

"Can..." left text wants to say what, hurriedly closed mouth.

Jun Wen was curious, and he pursued and asked, "what?"

Left Wenxiang shook his head quickly. "Nothing. Suddenly I think of something. I'll go first." And he did not wait for the emperor to say anything, and turned and left.

Jun Wen looks at the hurried appearance of zuowenziang, and feels a little confused, "this old man will not be born by himself, so he always looks forward to Laozi's son?"

If zuowenziang hears this sentence, he will spit blood. He just doubts that he has come now. Then, the baby is a girl. How could he still touch a woman?

Can't the child really be disabled?

Has the sex of this admirer changed?

This is not good!

Since ancient times, the good people in Longyang have not had a good ending. Now it is not Longyang, or...

now, left Wen Xiang feels like he has done something bad, and regrets that he should not hide his character.

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