Hua Nongying

Except for seeing Huajiang practicing the silver whip and being almost killed by mistake when he first entered the city lord's mansion, most of Huajiang's exercises would go to a special courtyard.

The sun is shining brightly in Japan, but Huajiang, who always returns late, suddenly returns early.I don't know if it was Song Ying's illusion, but when Hua Jiang pushed his hands flat to him and said: "Don't come near me!", he could intuitively emit a burst of cold air from Hua Jiang.It doesn't refer to Hua Jiang's aura or personality, just like the air-conditioning around him.Straight to Song Ying's face.

The usually handsome face now had a trace of imperceptible paleness.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Ying was shocked and wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Cheng Yiyang.

"Go around on your own first, and I will have dinner with you later." After these few words, Hua Jiang staggered into the study in the middle hall.

Song Ying wanted to chase in with her stomach on her stomach, but was comforted by Anbu who was frowning: "The city lord should use his skills to heal his injuries. With Deputy General Cheng here, there shouldn't be any major problems. Madam, please rest assured."

"He was injured?"

"Eight out of ten | Nine!"

Song Ying and Anbu waited outside the study door for nearly an hour, during which Song Ying changed positions countless times from sitting to standing, and standing to sitting.

When the door of the study room opened, Cheng Yiyang came out first.Chief Anbu took the brunt of asking him about the situation in Huajiang, Cheng Yiyang's face softened a lot compared to before, and he replied, "Your Excellency, it's okay, as long as you don't use your internal strength recently, you can rest for a month."

When Song Ying rushed into the room, her arms were firmly supported by Erxing beside her.

It was the first time I saw Hua Jiang's long legs coiled up, his handsome face paired with the snow-white jacket, and the hairband on his head playfully hanging down on his shoulder, which made people feel uneasy. visual illusion.

Hearing footsteps entering the door, Hua Jiang slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile. "You don't have to be so alarmed," he said.

It seems that the first pronunciation after precipitation makes the usual tone more magnetic.

Song Ying waved Er Xing's support away, sat on the chair in front of the collapse, looked directly at Huajiang, and didn't know what to say to him for a while.After thinking for a while, Song Ying stood up and started to undress Hua Jiang directly.

This sudden movement seemed to startle each other.Suddenly, there was a beautiful arc on the corner of Hua Jiang's mouth, and he said in a very handsome and handsome way: "It's not dark yet, why is Madam so anxious?"

Song Ying blushed, but still glared at him. "I see where you are hurt?"

With the peeling off of the shirt, more than half of Huajiang's chest muscles full of masculine strength were revealed, but the big dark red palm on his chest was even more conspicuous.Jiang Song Ying was so frightened that her hands trembled. She wanted to reach out to touch her, but Hua Jiang hugged her waist halfway.

He nestled most of his body into Song Ying's arms and muttered, "Go and close the door!"

Song Ying hummed before she could react for a while, and then suddenly raised her voice when she realized it later. "What are you going to do?"

Hua Jiang smiled silently, and bit Song Ying's chest lightly, with a strong hint.Song Ying shrieked and pushed his head away, "Isn't it? You're all injured."

Hua Jiang tilted his neck and raised his eyebrows, "Madam is questioning her husband's ability?"

"No, no, no!" Song Ying hurriedly waved her hands, "I'm just worried that there are too many people outside."

Hua Jiang shook his head towards Song Ying like a prophet and said, "I bet, there are only you and me in the yard now."

Of course Song Ying turned her head and looked at the open courtyard door in disbelief, oh my god! "What did you do just now?"

Hua Jiang made a rare innocent look and said, "I'm just holding you."

"...!" Song Ying sighed, and refused with a resolute expression: "Take care of your wounds, and I'll ask someone to pass on the meal." Before she could take three steps, she was lightly grabbed by the sleeve behind her .

"...you are really... ummmmm"

In the summer of that year, June, the most popular month, Song Ying gave birth to a baby boy by caesarean section under the chief surgeon of the imperial physician.This matter caused Huajiang's confidantes to tell each other.

That night, the news reached the other courtyard.The old lady was too happy to fall asleep, clamoring to go back to the city lord's mansion to see her great-grandson.He was dissuaded by the two old nuns with great difficulty.

As expected, on the second day, Huajiang sent someone to say that after Song Ying recovered, he would bring Song Ying and her great-grandson to another courtyard to show to the two elderly people.Only then can the old lady live in peace.On the other hand, the old lady may be happy, seeing that her time in front of the Bodhisattva is getting longer and longer.

For men giving birth, there should be no such thing as confinement.but!Huajiang let Song Ying sit for confinement, no matter what to eat, what to wash, what to wash and wipe was all guided by the old doctor, and then handled by Huajiang alone.

Regarding this newly born future lord of the lonely city, Hua Jiang named him Hua Zhanchang, while Song Ying gave him the nickname Man Man.

When the [-]th day was over, Huajiang did not announce it to the world, but held a very low-key banquet to celebrate with all the subordinates.Song Ying also drank wildly because she was finally released after serving her sentence and was able to drink again.This time, Hua Jiang did not dissuade anyone, and let him drink.

On the second day of the banquet, Huajiang left Anbu, Jia Siwen, Ruan Jiansheng and others in the City Lord's Mansion, while he, Song Ying and the child went to another courtyard led by Cheng Yiyang with a bodyguard.

When the old lady and the old lady saw their little boy, they were of course very happy. Even the old lady who always had an indifferent face, when she looked at the little boy's pair of dark black Mo Ren'er, her eyes were full of tenderness. Affection.

Moreover, they each rewarded a lot of things, including Song Ying who was also rewarded with a lot of good things, even gold bars.

That night, when Nanny Xu took Man Man away from the two of them and went back to their room to sleep, Hua Jiang folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the door frame, and said cynically, "I am I have never seen such a greedy person."

Song Ying suddenly sneered at him and said, "You should be glad that I'm still greedy for money."

"Oh? How do you say that?"

"If not, who would want to have a child with you."

"...!" Hua Jiang stood up unhappily, raised half of his eyebrows towards Song Ying, and said with a cold smile, "I thought you were saving your life."

Song Ying was choked for a while, then suddenly put on a playful smile, and said coquettishly to Huajiang, "I thought the Lord City Lord wouldn't be interested in my life."

Hua Jiang suddenly asked Song Ying solemnly: "What do you think of Song Qi?"

"Huh?" Song Ying was stunned for a while, "My brother, what else could it be?" Why did this topic suddenly jump to this point.Song Ying cast a puzzled look at Huajiang.

"That's not what I mean. If you use a thing as a metaphor, what do you compare Lord Song Shaobao to?"

"A thing?"

"Anything is fine, Master Song Shaobao is in your heart, what can it be compared to?"

"Uh!" What kind of strange question is this.Seeing Hua Jiang put on such a serious face towards him, Song Ying really thought about it very seriously. "I think my brother is like Lian, with that kind of pure and pure temperament."

"Hey!" This evaluation is not low, Hua Jiang faintly unhappy.Then he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about me? What do I look like?"

Song Ying blinked her eyes, and for a moment she looked away, not daring to look directly at Hua Jiang.

"But it doesn't matter!"

Song Ying could hear the other party biting his cheek to squeeze out the words, but he still responded seriously. "I think you are like a flower on the other side."

"So what?"

Song Ying rolled those smart eyeballs back and forth, finally aimed at Huajiang, and said slowly: "It's coquettish and strong, but it can only be seen from a distance, not close up."

"Why?" There was a chill in Hua Jiang's voice.

"Because it's poisonous!"

Seeing Hua Jiang's sinking face, Song Ying reached out her hand and grabbed the other man's skirt very boldly and pulled in front of her, "Because I was poisoned by the poison called Hua Jiang!" After all, in Hua Jiang Under the surprised eyes, Song Ying kissed the other party's lips very actively for the first time.

The two didn't separate for a long time, until Hua Jiang recovered from the shock and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.Then she opened the opponent's mouth and searched around with her tongue. Song Ying twitched her long eyelashes, perfectly matching the opponent's movements.Until the two separated, Song Ying just looked at Huajiang but smiled without saying a word.

"Your answer... I'm very satisfied!" Hua Jiang was a little embarrassed to be looked directly at by Song Ying.

"I think so too!" Song Ying increased her smile.

That night, Song Ying was one of the few who took the initiative to have sex with Hua Jiang.

In fact, after giving birth to Xiaomanman, Song Ying also felt that her temperament had changed a lot.The concept of home seems to be more and more longing.Sometimes when I see a child on the side of the road, I feel like reaching out and wanting to hug him.At this time, Hua Jiang said to the little boy: "Look at your mother, you are flirting again."

At this time, Song Ying would tremble, and Zhao Huajiang kindly reminded: "I'm a man after all, okay?"

Hua Jiang would always raise his eyes to look at him, to let him continue.

"I'm a daddy too!"

Hua Jiang would reach out and nod to the kid in his arms, "Your mother is naughty again."

Song Ying: "..."

After living in the other courtyard for a few days, one evening, when the sun was setting on the western mountain, Hua Jiang said to Song Ying, "I think you should bring Man Man back to Wushuang Castle to meet your parents."

Song Ying stared at him wide-eyed, "You promise me to go back?"

"Of course!" Before Song Ying could thank her, she heard him say, "Because I'm going too."

"But what if you left the lonely city?"

"With An Bu and Jia Siwen around, I feel more at ease."

Thinking of Peerless Fort, Song Ying didn't miss it.After all, that was the place where he lived after he came to this place, and there was a Song Qi there, a big brother who could give his life to him.But when Hua Jiang said that he could go back, the idea of ​​not being close to the hometown but still in love also popped up.

Hua Jiang teased Xiao Manman, and even Xueqiu perched on his other knee, looking at the little baby in Master Hua's arms with scrutinizing eyes.

The snowball has changed from a small snowball to a medium-sized snowball.I don't know if it's because the cook in the mansion feeds it so well, its whole body is several times bigger than before.

When Song Ying saw such a scene, there would always be a warm current in her heart. It was clearly heartwarming, but he always felt like crying.He formed his own home with him.I don't know whether he has fulfilled the desire of Huajiang's family, or Huajiang has fulfilled his family's destination.