Song Le was still wondering why his reaction was so big, but when he leaned over to take a look, he immediately exploded.

- This, this, this!What the hell is this? !

"Your Majesty, I made a mistake, Your Majesty..." Song Lecheng said in fear.

She, what did she show His Highness!

Song Le wanted to take it, but Luo Yi blushed and refused to give it to her, asking, "Why...they don't wear clothes?"

"...Maybe it's too hot." Song Le didn't want these pictures to dirty his eyes again, so he said anxiously: "Your Majesty, give it to me, don't look at it..."

But Luo Yi refused to let go: "Then...then what are they doing like that?"

"Your Majesty! I took the wrong book." Song Le refused to let him continue reading.

How did this book of Zhen Chun and Gong Tu get in under the cover of a storybook?

"You give me the book, can I, let me tell you?" Song Le had no choice but to cover the picture with his hands desperately, discussing.

"...Okay." Hearing this, Luo Yi was finally willing to let go after a long time, and reluctantly gave it to her.

Lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, Song Le said slowly, "Your Majesty, do you know that you will become a queen?"

"Will there be a queen?" Luo Yi looked at her with eyes eager for knowledge.

"Yes." Song Le nodded, "You guys will get married, have a bridal chamber, and have children, you know?"

Give birth to a child... give birth to someone who is neither human nor demon like him.

Luo Yi pursed his lips and said, "I don't want children."

After a pause, he said again: "I don't want a queen either." By the way, he hugged her tightly.

Song Le laughed, she really has a child's heart, she said: "Okay, I'll talk about this later, the... drawing in that book just now is, uh..."

Song Le was a little speechless and didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Luo Yi waited for a long time, but before she could tell the reason, he simply asked, "Is that something only men and women can do?"

Song Le murmured, "Not necessarily, there may be men and men, women and women."

A trace of confusion appeared on Luo Yi's face, but the few pages he just turned were full of men and women.

But leaving this aside, Luo Yi asked, "Why don't they wear clothes... no, no,"

His cheeks were as red as the clouds, and his voice was as low as a mosquito: "Aren't you ashamed?"

Song Le held back his laughter, trying to be calm and calm for teaching enlightenment.

"It's instinct. You're still too young, so you'll understand later. If you're not ashamed, as long as you love each other and follow the etiquette, you won't be ashamed." Song Le's knowledge popularization class can be said to be very gentle.

"Then is this comfortable too?" Luo Yi asked curiously, remembering the faces of the people in the paintings that seemed to be full of pain and joy.

"...Well, this one."

Song Le is guilty, how does she know, she has no other memories at all, she is just a rookie in the real world, only has rich theoretical experience, where has there been actual combat drills...

"Your Majesty, you will know later." In the end, she said vaguely.

"...No, I want to know now." Luo Yi was not happy, and his willful energy came up again.

Song Le choked.

This little brat.

She rolled her eyes in her heart, but she could only coax her face: "You are too young to know, and besides, you don't have a queen yet, do you?"

"Can you only do this kind of thing with the queen?" Luo Yi frowned, full of rejection.

He has a serious obsession with cleanliness, so it's hard to find someone he doesn't dislike, isn't it possible?

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