Pampered Into Being The Empress

During the last month or two of her carrying Jue'er, Mu Huaizong couldn't touch her, but he always tried to take advantage of her.

Rong Xi used to feel that Mu Huai was like this, which made her ashamed.

But now that he suddenly became a gentleman, he was still unaccustomed to her.

The man stared at her, waiting for her to reply.

Rong Xi nodded with a blushing face, and replied softly: "...um."

After listening, Mu Huai snorted slightly.

Although this grind had a deflated abdomen, she still hadn’t come out of Xiaoyue. She had a strong belly before, and he could still restrain her.

But now, the reason he has been supporting has reached the point of disintegration.

In the past few days, she accidentally brushed the hair on the back of his hand.

Or early in the morning, he woke up before her, silently watching the woman's petite body rise and fall with shallow and even breathing.

When she looked at him with her, her timid eyes.

Everywhere, the flames in his heart were swayed everywhere.

Mu Huai was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and wanted to sleep separately with her, but he was also afraid that he would think about this clinging disaster.

Seeing that Mu Huai's expression was a bit complicated and his eyes darkened a lot, Rong Xi thought that he had hurt his self-esteem because of his failure.

After all, the former Mu Huai was a strong man, and he was rude and passionate.

Rong Xi knew that Mu Huai would not want to lose face in front of her, so he carefully adjusted his posture in Mu Huai’s arms like climbing a tree, almost kneeling on the man’s leg, and it was tender like a lotus joint. The slender arm looped around the man's neck.

She leaned forward and kissed the corner of the man's lips, and comforted her softly, "It's okay, husband...Even if you are no longer able to do it, my concubine will never despise you."

When the words were over, Mu Huaishi's brows, which were still gentle, became fierce.

His voice became colder, and he asked displeasedly: "What does it mean will no longer work?"

Rong Xi dropped his eyes blankly and replied in a low voice, "Just...that won't work, but...but the concubine doesn't care."

Mu Huai Junrong suddenly became overcast.

The charming person in front of him was wearing a tulle single coat of lotus color, and now in this posture, the two nephrite jade faces his nose.

As long as he lowers his head, he can easily touch it.

Mu Huai's throat rolled slightly, remembering that when she first followed him, it was not like it is now.

Although there are some ups and downs, it is like a little white peach with only the peel.

Mu Huai did not speak, but silently stretched out his long fingers to her waist.

The thick turban fell to the ground, and the woman's dark, supple and fragrant long hair half wrapped her body, and only black and white remained on it.

Rong Xi was afraid of falling, so he whispered in a soft voice, without time to cover himself.

Mu Huai's eyes were dark, and he asked her in a low voice, "Today, I made it by myself?"

Rong Xi's cheeks were burning like clouds, so he nodded.

Mu Huai leaned in.

Rong Xi closed his eyes.

The thin, white fingers like green onions were also embedded in the man's hair, and he almost got rid of the beasthead hosta in his hair.

After a long while, Mu Huai looked at her again with those cool, thin eyes, and he sighed: "There are some more."

When the words fell, he stretched out his slender hand again to rub her ears.

Rong Xi closed his eyes, like a kitten with his jaw stroked, obedient and satisfied.

But he blamed Mu Huai in his heart.

He clearly knew that her ear shouldn't be rubbed like this.

Thinking about this, Rong Xi felt that his soft ears became a little itchy.

Mu Huai deliberately bit her earlobe, attached it to her ear, and asked, "Dare you say loneliness?"

Rong Xi had to ask for mercy.

Now she is like ice roasted by fire, and it will melt into it soon.

He begged softly: "My husband...I can't take it anymore."

Mu Huai laughed dumbly, but Rong Xi closed his eyes, but couldn't see.

He deliberately asked her in a deep voice: "Do you know how lonely feels this time? During the months when you were pregnant with Jue, lonely day was like you are now...every day when you are being teased, you can only bear it. To touch you."

There were tears in Rong Xi's eyes, she leaned her head on the man's shoulder, and replied weakly: "...The doctor said, it will be fine in one month."

Mu Huai re-dressed the tulle single for the woman, her snow muscles were dyed with Xia powder, and she looked very beautiful.

Seeing the tears hanging on the woman's face, Mu Huai helplessly wiped her tears.

The courage to be a little bit, always come to tease him.

She shed tears at every turn, relying on him to feel sorry for her.

Mu Huai felt a little bit of resentment in his heart. He only felt that she had been eaten to death by her, and then threatened the woman in front of him: "Save some tears and cry again in a month."

Rong Xi's petite body shuddered after listening.

Did Mu Huai feel sorry for her, even though he said something heavy, he still patted her back comfortably with a big palm.

Rong Xi leaned on the man's shoulder, but felt that this night of begging for cleverness, if the husband and wife did not perform the ceremony of Dunlun, they would really be in vain of the beautiful scenery in front of them.

Mu Huai let go of her, wanting to change the clothes on her body.

Rong Xi took the opportunity to pick up the soft silk towel on the ground. She knew that Mu Huai was able to make her feel happy. According to her usual habit, she had to go to the cold water bath after changing her clothes.

He gently pushed the man with his soft, boneless hands, trying to stop him from doing what he did next.

Seeing Mu Huai puzzled, she whispered: "...husband, concubine is waiting for you tonight..."

Mu Huai sat on the side of the bed with cold eyebrows and deliberately cold throat, saying, "No."

However, the squeamish and gritty woman had already grabbed his wrists with her slender hands, and wrapped the thick scarf around his wrists.

Mu Huai did not stop her behavior, raised an eyebrow and asked her, "What are you going to do?"

Rong Xi replied glutinously: "You must tie up your husband."

Mu Huai couldn't believe it, and the sharp black eyes stared up, and then asked her: "Say it again?"

Rong Xi's voice gradually lowered, sounding groaning, and returned to him again: "...tie up your husband."

Mu Huai looked down at the thick lotus-colored towel wrapped around his wrists. He felt that this grind was really more capable.

But with the two things she tied up, he only had to earn a profit, and he could untie them easily.

Just as Mu Huai was about to scold her a few words on purpose, he felt that his eyes were dark.

Rong Xi found another dark ribbon from nowhere, and blindfolded his eyes again.

Mu Huai's lips are pulled slightly.

This woman has always been a lot of tricks, and now, he is also interested in her behavior, so he allows her to act on him.

He wanted to see what tricks this misfortune could do with him.

Rong Xi bit his lip when he saw that the man didn't struggle anymore.

Then he covered his soft lips on his Adam's apple.

Mu Huai stiffened and couldn't bear the fire accumulated in his heart.

He snapped off the thick turban on his hands that had been randomly tied by the woman.

Knowing that the woman could not react in time, she would fall backward, and hugged the villain in time.

With the other hand, he tore off the blindfolded ribbon.

Mu Huai's temperament gradually became domineering. He circled the woman's waist, looked at her misty eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "The courage is getting fatter, say, where did you learn these tricks? ?"

He has a savage attitude, but he is secretly thinking inside. This is a wonderful move.

Next time, he will use his own way to treat his body.