Female Supreme: I have loved you for thousands of years

He Qing didn't come to his senses until he saw her about to leave. He hurriedly chased after her: "My dear wife, you, my dear wife, please listen to my explanation." As he spoke, he got down from the bed barefoot and reached out to grab her.

When Luo Shu heard the noise behind her, she turned her attention to see if he had anything else to say, but when she turned around, she saw him accidentally tripped over a stool. She was so scared that she quickly took a step forward and picked him up with both hands.

After Luo Shu carried the person to his arms, he carefully changed his position and sat back on the bed. Both of them were still frightened.

Luo Shu suddenly remembered that in his previous life he tripped and fell, and never got up again. Thinking of this, she suddenly got angry, so she slapped him on the butt.

He Qing was already a little scared and blamed himself. When he was hit on the butt without any warning, tears suddenly filled his eyes and then dripped down.

Luo Shu's skin was burned by his warm tears, but she was worried about him, so she reached out to rub his skin. He didn't say anything, so she became anxious: "Does it hurt? Let me see if there's any redness." As she spoke, she was about to pull down his pants.

He Qing blushed and hurriedly stopped her hand, "Wife, I, I'm fine."

"Then why are you crying? Huh?"

"I just feel that, just now, just now..." He Qing said as tears silently flowed down her face again.

"Afraid?"

He Qing nodded.

Luo Shu held the man in his arms and gently stroked his back: "Now you know you're scared, why weren't you more careful just now?"

"I, I, my wife, please don't be angry, okay? I, I like, I like, you."

Luo Shu looked at the tearful person sitting in his arms and gently wiped away his tears. "I'm not angry, I'm just a little jealous, my little fool."

He Qing sniffed, buried his face in her neck, and said in a muffled voice: "Wife, I seem to be so stupid. Even I was told by my wife that I liked her."

Because there were tears on his face just now, Luo Shu's neck felt cold at this moment, which made her shudder and her hair stand on end.

"My Ah Qing is not stupid at all. I like Ah Qing the most."

Luo Shu's hand slowly climbed up the back of his neck: "But just now, you were so careless that you almost fell down. I was angry, very angry."

He Qing suddenly shrank back when his neck was pinched. He raised his eyes cautiously and looked at her: "My dear wife, I was wrong. I..." As he spoke, tears began to fall again.

Luo Shu's original intention of giving him a beating suddenly deflated her heart. How could she bear to face him with a serious face?

Luo Shu wiped away his tears helplessly: "Okay, okay, don't cry anymore, Aqing, your eyes will be damaged if you cry any more."

He Qing cried and asked: "Wife, I know I was wrong. It's all my fault. I was too careless. Do you think the baby will blame me?"

Luo Shu rubbed his back and said, "No, no, don't worry, Aqing. Don't cry. Let's not cry, okay?"

Luo Shu held the man in his arms and stroked his back while soothing him: "Don't cry, don't cry." After a while, she felt a distinct chill on her chest, and...

Seeing that he couldn't stop crying, she had no choice but to whisper in his ear, "Ah Qing's crying is so beautiful. I really want Ah Qing to cry in my arms. Will Ah Qing agree?"

When He Qing heard this, her whole body tensed up immediately, and she seemed to forget to let her tears flow out.

Luo Shu, however, kept pressing for an answer, then took his ear tip in his mouth and teased him gently.

He Qing was so embarrassed that he tried to break free, whimpering and blushing. He then stammered, "My wife, my wife said that we can only make up for the bridal chamber after the baby is born."

Luo Shu looked at him with a surprised smile: "Ah Qing, what did you say just now? Huh?"

"That's right, that's right, my wife is bad, and she clearly knows it." At the end, He Qing buried his head in her arms, but when he felt the coolness of her clothes, he realized that the front of her clothes was wet, so this was, this was what he did just now? He Qing looked at her with doubt.

Luo Shu looked at his puzzled expression and patted his head lovingly, "Don't doubt it, it was you who did it."

"Okay, it's getting late. Get up and put on your clothes. I'll take you to the clinic later. It's been more than four months now, and it's time for a check-up." Luo Shu said as he took his clothes and prepared to put them on him.

He Qing was somewhat flattered and quickly refused: "My dear wife, no, how can I let my dear wife help me get dressed? It should be me..." When He Qing said this, he suddenly choked up. After they got married, he seemed to have never undressed his wife. He was too derelict in his duty. He...

Luo Shu looked at the man who lowered his head again, wondering what he was thinking, and knocked on his head helplessly.

"You keep remembering these rules and regulations all day long. No wonder you are such a fool."

"But... I remember what Ah Qing said, that when you get married, you have to obey your wife, right?"

He Qing nodded affirmatively, and Luo Shu continued to dress him: "You're still nodding, but you're always disobedient."

"I didn't, my wife. I'm very obedient."

"Really? Then what I say from now on is what you will get. Ah Qing, you must remember what I said today."

"Yeah, of course." He Qing nodded, and suddenly found that she was dressing him again, and hurriedly tried to break free.

"Hmm? What did you just say? Are you going to go back on your word now?"

"No, no, it's just, it's just, this is the rule."

"From now on, I am the rule here, and whatever I say goes. Didn't Ah Qing just say that you should listen to me?"

He Qing nodded and let her help him put on his clothes.

At this time, He's father knocked on the door: "Qing'er, are you up? Breakfast is ready."

He Qing hurriedly replied: "Yes, Dad, we'll go out now."

He Qing hurriedly stood up and prepared to go out, but her hand was held by him, and he looked back blankly.

Luo Shu whispered in his ear with a joking look on his face: "If Ah Qing wasn't pregnant, I would have killed you just now."

He Qing's face was boiling, and his hand, held by her, felt like it was in a furnace, and then he struggled to pull it free.

"What's the hurry? You forgot the good morning kiss? Huh?"

He Qing lowered his head and shook his head: "No, no, my wife."

"So what do we do now? Hmm?"

He Qing hesitated, then slowly walked up to her, raised his head slightly, and raised his thin lips to hers.

After a while, his lips were disarmed and surrendered by the attacker.

After Luo Shu let him go, he licked the corners of his lips gently, with a hint of a smirk in his eyes, a trace of success in his evil plan.

And looking at the transparent light on his lips, her smile became even bigger.