It's too much fun, I'm pregnant by pretending to be a man

The moment Bo Ye held You Li in his arms, his heart was so fast that he thought he was going to die.

He was already prepared to look for the little thing for a long time, after all, he had been here like this for more than two years.

Although I am staying up day after day, I am also looking forward to it.

However, when he actually held the person in his arms, he was not ecstatic, but finally at ease.

Yes, I feel at ease. The worry that has been hanging over me for more than two years has finally settled.

You Li, who has lost his memory, does not know Bo Ye, but he is deeply dependent on this man.

When she leaned into Bo Ye's arms, her tense nerves relaxed.

You must know that when she was in front of Bo Ye and pretended to be a man, she would often fall asleep as soon as she said she was asleep.

At that time, she was speechless as she was so unaware of herself.

After she lost her memory, this remained unchanged.

Bo Ye lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms, and You Li also looked at him.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he spoke in a cold voice, "Destroy his hand."

At this time, Youli still remembered the promise he made to his little ancestor not to kill anyone.

Familiar voice, but also unfamiliar, the tone is too cold.

In the past, when the little thing talked to him, he would always be cowardly and a little coquettish.

For many difficult nights, this voice was in his ears, comforting him and also itching him.

At that time, he wished that the voice would not be so obedient and soft.

Even if the voice was colder, it wouldn't hurt him that much.

But now that he heard this extremely cold voice, he felt it sounded extremely good.

The ends of Bo Ye's eyes were wet and red, and his gentle breath was filled with a hint of laughter.

He pursed his thin lips slightly and responded in a hoarse voice, "Okay!"

This poisonous fragrance will not make people faint, so You Liang just leans on Bo Ye's arms weakly.

"Cousin, it's been a long time." Feng Ting gathered up his bathrobe and said hello to Bo Ye with a smile on his face.

Hehe, even in this place where nothing happens, one can still be cut off.

He thought it would be Qiangwei who came. It was really interesting that he cared so much about Black Lace and didn't come.

He almost went blind because of Qiangwei, but he didn't treat her. Did he give up all that friendship?

On the other hand, Bo Ye, could it be that he was really bent? Why doesn't he believe it so much?

The outside world is indeed much more interesting than the prison!

Feng Ting called Bo Ye his cousin. If outsiders heard this, they might be confused.

When did these two people become related?

But if you knew Bo Ye's grandmother's last name, you probably wouldn't be surprised.

Bo Ye's grandmother's surname is Feng, and Feng Ting is the grandson of Bo Ye's uncle's family.

Bo Ye and him often played together when they were children.

But in the rebellious stage, Feng Ting became more and more erratic and unscrupulous.

Later they stopped playing together, and five years ago, Feng Ting went to prison.

But he didn't expect that he was released from prison early. After he was released from prison, he did not return to the imperial capital.

Instead, he took his people and wandered around, drunken and dreamy.

"It seems like being in jail didn't teach you to behave well. You still like to play these unflattering tricks."

When Bo Ye spoke, he did not look at Feng Ting, but kept looking at You Li in his arms.

She couldn't bear to take another look at her. Although her black hair was messy and shapeless, she was still attractive and attractive.

Since Feng Ting sent a message to Xiao Ke, he asked him to redeem the person.

Although he couldn't catch You Li, he could send someone to follow her.

Therefore, he asked Peng Fei to arrange for people to look for Youliang, and the search was huge.

Feng Ting's people will naturally know about it, and they will follow him, and his people can follow him in reverse.

After all, Feng Ting has been here for a long time and is very familiar with this place.

Therefore, this is also the fastest way to find freedom.

Sure enough, a local shaman entered Feng Ting's yard in the afternoon.

In this remote and backward place, there are few hospitals and the local people believe in witches.

These shamans have no medical skills, but they have many homespun methods that cannot be explained by science.

Whatever flowers and plants are in their hands, they can tinker with unexpected things.

When the shaman came out and caught him for questioning, he found out that what Feng Ting wanted him to make was poisonous incense.

And this poisonous smell is not unsolvable. Apply another herbal ointment around the nose to avoid inhalation.

Therefore, he can stand here properly now.

After listening to Bo Ye's words, Feng Ting lowered his head and looked at his hands.

"He is Black Lace. How can we subdue him without any means?"

Feng Ting said, slowly raising his head, his wet bangs hanging down over his eyebrows, exuding an evil aura.

"What a pity, I've missed him for so many years!"

Feng Ting said this with gritted teeth. If Bo Ye hadn't appeared, Hei Lei would have been held in his arms by now.

He will also be as well-behaved as he is when he is leaning on Bo Ye's arms.

This is the famous Black Lace. Who would believe him if he said he was well-behaved?

But he almost lowered his head and saw his well-behaved look.

But it just happened to be a little bit off, which is really annoying!

Bo Ye slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Ting with deep eyes, "Then don't worry about her anymore, she is mine."

"Cousin, if it were another little boy and you said he was yours, I would believe him."

"But he is Black Lace, he will not be your play pet, let you do it."

Although the black lace used fire gold thread to make the shoulders symmetrical, from Feng Ting's tone.

It's not hard to tell how much he appreciates black lace.

Bo Ye looked down at You Li's thick eyelashes, curled her thin lips slightly, and smiled.

You really can’t tell that she is a girl at all, yet she is so handsome and powerful...

As he watched, Bo Ye's breathing became heavier.

The person he misses day and night is so obediently in his arms, he must seize the opportunity.

After all, when she regains consciousness, he may not be able to touch her.

According to the situation of Jiang Si and Xiao Wang, the little thing will naturally not show mercy to him.

Although Feng Ting used unspeakable means, he unexpectedly succeeded in meeting the little thing peacefully.

"I won't talk nonsense to you. Break off your right hand yourself."

Although he was anxious to take the person away, Bo Ye did not forget that he had just promised to be free.

Feng Ting's hand that grabbed her ankle was destroyed.

Feng Ting smiled and shook his right hand, "It's a pity. It would be nice if he broke it off."

By this he naturally means free!

Feng Ting was not hesitant and obediently broke off his right hand.

It's just a dislocation. For people like them, it's not painful or itchy.

It can break it off by itself, and it can also reset itself.

Bo Ye turned around and got into the car with You Li in his arms. Feng Ting watched the car drive away with a smile on his lips.

"Cousin, you really don't understand men very well!"

At this time, the little ancestor upstairs was still looking carefully for the diced meat in the noodles.

He had no idea that his biological mother had been taken away by his biological father.

It is also true that people with diarrhea are weaker and less alert than usual.

When he was full, he didn't know it was over until his brother came back...

In the car, Youli was sitting on Bo Ye's lap, with his back leaning on the passenger seat, and Bo Ye was pinching his waist.

Without saying anything, Bo Ye pressed the back of his head and kissed her lips.

He was either unconscious or powerless and did not want to move or speak.

She was suddenly kissed on the lips, her eyelids were raised, and her words "seeking death" were melted into the kiss.