Empress Dowager of the New Era, Never Divorce! + Extra

The gurgling sound of the water, the wave moon is noble and elegant, ready to take a bath.

Suddenly, as if seeing a ghost, the shower curtain of the shower cubicle was pulled open with a "squeaky" sound.

Before Bo Yue had time to cover her chest, she frankly looked back and said, "You're here."

The warm waterline washes down along the curve of her graceful and slender back.

Sheng Linglang stepped in, her whole body was soaked, "I'll marry you! No, you marry me! Well, whatever you want!"

Bo Yue chuckled, turned around, and asked, "Are you really not thinking about it?"

Sheng Linglang rushed into Bo Yue's arms, let the water dilute her makeup, "I don't think about it anymore, I've thought about it for a long time! If you marry, I will marry!..."

Bo Yue: "You are too casual."

Sheng Linglang hugged Bo Yue tightly, and pointed the weapon at her, and said aggrievedly: "You are the most casual person, how can you go directly to my father..."

Bo Yue's index finger brushed against Sheng Linglang's delicate red lips, "Will you talk to Omega after you get married?"

Sheng Linglang couldn't refute, and suddenly felt disgusted that the nightgown was wet and uncomfortable, so she took it off by herself angrily, and said, "...I want to wash it too!"

Bo Yue looked around from top to bottom satisfied, and couldn't help laughing: "You are really in a hurry."

Sheng Linglang pouted: "The most anxious person is you?"

Bo Yue picked her up and leaned against the wall, "I'm not in a hurry."

Sheng Linglang supported Bo Yue's shoulder, almost digging in with her fingertips, "You still say you're not in a hurry... you... um... um..."

With Sheng Linglang's back against the cold wall, the heat flow of more than 40 degrees, and the burning deep kiss of Emperor Ji of the Moon...

Sheng Linglang groaned and groaned, panting and asked: "... Is it you who gave birth to a child, or I who gave birth to a child..."

Bo Yue said intermittently: "...you give birth, I hope the child is like you. Linglang...your body...is so soft..."

Sheng Linglang sighed "Ah..." and hugged Bo Yue tightly, leaning on Bo Yue's shoulders, ups and downs, throwing up and down, and in the midst of her busy schedule, asked again: "...Your Highness, what do you want?" How many... ah... ah..."

Bo Yue hurriedly said: "... two, one alpha, one omega, let's have both... um... Linglang..."

Sheng Linglang leaned back, "...Ah...Your Highness...Can we give birth to an omega...Uh...uh..."

Bo Yue: "...Linglang, you should concentrate... um..."

Sheng Linglang arched her body, wrapped her tightly around Bo Yue, and murmured softly, "Is that happy... Your Highness... Your Highness... ah..."

Chapter 77

"A good Chinese cabbage, one tael or four pennies!——Pass by, don't miss it!"

Nanmen Boyue opened her eyes, she was standing in a bustling Shikou street, and Sheng Linglang was squatting on the ground selling vegetables.

"This aunt, the cabbage is so good in appearance, and it only costs four Wen for one tael, why don't you come for two taels?

Sheng Linglang was wearing a floral dress, her curly hair was virtuous and graceful, she put on a little makeup, and she was dressed like a lady from a good family.

Just ...

The murder weapon is still unstoppable and charming...

In this way, Nanmen Boyue recognized it at a glance.

This is my queen, I finally found you...

After a farewell to the wormhole, I don't know what night it will be. When lovers meet, they look at each other speechlessly.

"You!..." Sheng Linglang took a look and found Nanmen Boyue behind the big locust tree.

Nanmen Boyue didn't leave either, she just called softly: "Linglang!..."

Sheng Linglang showed horror, picked up the vegetable basket, vegetable scale, and embroidered little money lotus, and fled away in small steps.

Nanmen Boyue: "???"

There were whispers all around.

"Oh, it's a crime... robbing people's daughters..."

"Don't talk about it, offended Shaodong of Nanmen's family, you look good to me!..."

"Sell yourself to bury your mother, you should marry..."

"Linglang's life is miserable. If she met the young master's family that day, she doesn't need to marry the master!"

"But... the Young Master's family... isn't it also a bully?..."

"Okay, shut up, do you still want to buy food here?!"

"Shh..."

Nanmen Boyue lowered her eyes and looked at a small puddle under her feet.

In the reflection, Bo Yue is dressed in brocade clothes with her hair tied, with elegant features. Although she is disguised as a man, she is too soft, but he is such a handsome young man, noble and cool, spotless, how can he be a bully?

Bo Yue nodded, thinking, this is probably a standard gentle scum, a well-dressed beast.

Very used to, let the memory fragments of this life pour in.

The Nanmen family is a wealthy and large salt merchant, known for bullying the market and greedy for profit.

Nanmen Boyue: "This is not my policy for governing the country."

Nanmen Boyue is the vicious young boss who has harmed the neighbors since childhood, chased chickens and dogs, and committed countless crimes.

Nanmen Boyue: "Interesting."

The poor Caijie girl Sheng Linglang knelt down one day and told the neighbors that her mother died of illness and had no money to bury her.

Nanmen Boyue: "Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

The Grand Master of the South Gate passed by here, and he took a fancy to Sheng Linglang's Jiao Didi's beauty. With a big wave of his hand, he received a bunch of red envelopes.The day of marriage was set like this.

Nanmen Boyue watched this and couldn't help sighing: "Adoptive father wants to marry Linglang? Just kidding, how can Linglang be my stepmother? She is still a child."

It's a bear boy, a bad boy...especially in the dead of night...hehe.

Nanmen Boyue thought about it, restrained her irrepressible smile, and flung her sleeves to chase after her.

After all, it is a super S-level alpha, and Bo Yue used his genetic talent of "day tracking" to follow him to a remote small courtyard with broken eaves and crooked tiles.

The courtyard door was rotten to the point of shattering, Bo Yue carefully pushed it open, and Sheng Linglang was throwing herself at the table, weeping.

Bo Yue coughed lightly and said, "Linglang..."

……Nice to meet you.

Do you know that I have been looking for you...

Sheng Linglang's provocative eyebrows and eyes turned around, and when she saw the person coming, she became even more groaning, threw herself on the table, and cried even more fiercely.

"Nanmen Boyue, why are you pestering me over and over again?... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) I am an orphan, determined to marry your ancient father, after getting started, the thought of you still teasing me in every possible way I, I, I might as well be dead!... blah blah blah..."

The queen lost the common memory, and Nanmen Boyue retreated to advance. Putting his wife by his side to take care of her first, and not allowing anyone to get involved is the most important first step.

"Linglang, we are a natural couple, so don't refuse." Bo Yue stepped forward, and there seemed to be deep eagerness in his icy breath.

As she spoke, she couldn't help it, and she also had other plans. She slowly approached, and her white and beautiful hands were caressing Sheng Linglang's fingertips.

Sheng Linglang retreated and struggled: "...What are you doing...If you do this again, I will..."

Bo Yue clenched Sheng Linglang's catkin tightly, the familiar touch was still so familiar, and hot thoughts surged in her heart, "Linglang..."

Sheng Linglang retreated to the bed, there was no way to retreat, "You... let me go! I, I'm going to shout!..."

Bo Yue lifted her hand gently and quickly, and Sheng Linglang slammed into her arms according to her inertia.

Bo Yue embraced Sheng Linglang, imprisoned her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "...You shout, shout out your throat, and no one will come to save you..."

Sheng Linglang's eyes were red, she was ashamed and angry, scratching and scratching, "Don't touch me, don't... um... Nanmen Boyue, you..."

Bo Yue searched up and down again.

Hmm... This size, this texture... It really is my queen, that's right!

When Bo Yue received a definite, definite, and affirmative answer, she immediately let go of her arms, and stood upright with her hands down, a humble son, without changing her face.

Sheng Linglang: "..." I'm quite confused.

Chuáng is here, people are here, is there something wrong with you? ? ?

Sheng Linglang's face was blushing, she was blushing, she twisted her slender waist, and turned her back, "You...you...you go out...I won't..."

Bo Yue: "Okay, that's it."

Sheng Linglang blinked: "...What's the deal? What's the deal?——Nanmen Boyue, come back!"

In the quiet small courtyard, when Bo Yue left, Sheng Linglang picked up a broken earthen jar, threw it on the ground, and smashed it to pieces.

"Nanmen Boyue! You unconscionable thing, forget about me, forget about me, what's the matter?!" Sheng Linglang bit her lips and hugged her chest, with the warmth of Boyue's palm still on her chest, So familiar, always makes people linger...

While thinking about it, there was some movement in the backyard.

Sheng Linglang turned around quickly, put away the appearance of a lonely little white rabbit, raised her chest and retracted her abdomen, and walked away with her long legs.

She "split the mane of the wild horse" and pushed open the door of the woodshed.

Someone exclaimed and bounced off the broken plank bed, "—Oh my mother! You scared the ghost to death!"