Abandoned Concubine: Kidnapping a Cute Baby to Break Out Into the World

Liu Xinmei looked at Murong Yifei with an alert look on his chest. Alas, this is what she was most afraid of. She had no experience in her life and dealt with men, especially such shameless men. She really didn't know what to do.

Every time Murong Yifei saw her look like an enemy, she couldn't help but secretly laugh. This woman, their children are so old, why is she nervous like an unemployed girl every time she teases her? The alienation of the past few years has made her wonder how to accept herself.

His face came close, and her falling hair touched her delicate cheek inadvertently, and the warm breath made her panicked. She wanted to hide, but when she stepped back, her back hit the carriage. Can't the carriage be any bigger?

"You, what are you going to do? You must restrain your emotions in this blue sky." Liu Xin said dryly.

Damn, he was frivolous, and he couldn't ask for help or call for help. This is the dog's life!

Murong Yifei's lips twitched, a smile appeared, and a deep voice filled the whole car: "Ai Fei means ... Do you have an appointment tonight?"

The needs of the blue sky and the daylight are controlled, and at night, the catharsis can be vented unscrupulously. If he understood correctly, Liu Xinmei gave him a different kind of hint.

About you! Liu Xinmei really wanted to sway out an old fist, it is best to distort his nose, so that he always got up with this dirty heart. Although she has a Taekwondo black belt, she has no confidence in winning against such a man. This era of martial arts, as well as the legendary various superb martial arts and light skills, are not something that her modern man can crack.

"That, that, you stay away from me first!" Liu Xinmei screamed impatiently.

You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime, but you can delay the moment for a moment!

"If you don't sit well, I'll go back to my car." Liu Xinmei regretted to share a car with him.

Murong Yifei raised his hand and clamped Liu Xinmei's wrist. He raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Okay, Ai Fei may wish to give it a try."

He didn't believe it, what kind of ghost tricks she could make under her own eyes. This woman has a strong temper, but she doesn't have an advantage because she has strength. He just didn't want to be overcome by strong men, he really thought he was a person!

cut! Still not a man? Liu Xinmei looked at him contemptuously, but it was only by a brute force. If anyone with a hard arm and a thick fist is the boss, there was nothing wrong with Liu Bang when the Chu and Han battled.

Murong Yifei was amused by her small movements and couldn't help but shake her head with a slight smile. When was his temper so easy-going, ignored, and peacefully coexisting peacefully with her, which he couldn't believe before.

"Help! Come on, there is a big deal." Suddenly, Liu Xin's eyebrows turned and shouted with horror, with anxiety in his voice.

Murong Yifei frowned and looked at her inexplicably. There was no danger on the street! Did she smell any dangerous breath? It's just that she is too trivial, and he is there to keep her peaceful.

Liu Xinmei raised his legs and slammed the carriage violently, making a huge noise.

"Yeye." There are not many guards who follow Murong Yifei, but they are all masters who have heard this cry and quickly surrounded them, especially Xuan Kun. The first one rushed over and shouted eagerly outside the window: "Lord ..."

"Oh." Liu Xinmei screamed, quickly opened the curtain, "Teng" jumped out.

Xuan Kun quickly reached out and held his hand, and worriedly asked, "Princess, what's wrong with the prince?"

Why didn't the prince say anything for so long?

Liu Xinmei waved his hand and smiled lightly: "It's okay, he's fine, no need to worry."

"That ..." Xuan Kun froze, his ears didn't go wrong, but just heard her shouting "Help" clearly.

"Oh, I, I suddenly had an old illness, and I felt awful because of abdominal pain. I was really embarrassed." Liu Xinmei, who escaped from the heavens, was smiling again.

"Oh, it turns out that the princess is sick? Then let's ask a doctor to come here." Xuan Kun immediately prepared to tell his men.

"No, old illness, I have medicine around me. Just rest quietly for a while. Could you hug Shizi to the carriage of the prince!" Liu Xinmei ordered casually.

"Yes." Xuan Kun promised, and immediately walked over and knocked on the window lightly. He whispered a few words to Liu Ye'er, and then gave Shizi to the hand of the prince.

"Miss Liu Ye'er, Grandma Feng, the princess's old illness, please also take care of you." He resigned in relief.

It's also strange that the princess is sick, won't the prince take care of it? Why do you have to go back to your carriage? Oh yes, the prince has been served by others for so many years. Where can he take care of people? When things happened again suddenly, I was in a hurry under the rush.

"Master, don't worry, the princess doesn't matter." Xuan Kun reported to Murong Yifei again.

There was only a faint sound from the car: "Well."

"Father, is your mother sick?" Chao asked anxiously, sitting around Murong Yifei writhing, looking back from time to time, but could not see anything.

Murong Yifei reached out and patted his son, comforting: "It doesn't matter, your mother will get well soon."

He secretly gritted his teeth, very well, this woman is different from others. The other women were crying, making troubles, and hanging three times. She was okay. She was pretending to be sick again and again. Did the trial and error effect make her addicted?

"Really?" The extraordinary little face was wrinkled and looked very unhappy.

"If the father is sick, would you be so worried?" Murong Yifei suddenly asked. It turned out that it was a wonderful feeling that someone cared about you. He would like to know in his son's heart, he and Liu Xinmei's status is higher or lower.

It took a long time for the extraordinary to entangle, and then said: "The father will not be sick."

Uh, Murong Yifei is speechless. The child is the one who follows his heart the most. The child has never worried about himself, but he wisely avoided this problem. He sighed aloud: Alas, there is always a gap between their father and son. However, this seems to resent the child. At the age where he deserves the most care, he has been ignoring him. What more can he ask for?