Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

Xiao Yu was frightened by these words, sobered up halfway, and said in surprise: "My lord, this is not a joke."

As he said that, he was about to get up and get out of bed, but he was so weak that he couldn't move.

Xiao Yu frowned, and before he could speak, Wu Wenxing pressed him under him, rubbed his head against Xiao Yudao's chest, and then whispered in his ear: "Xiao Yuyu, I want you, what can you do for me? "

His lips nibbled Xiao Yu's earlobe lightly, and the warm breath in his ear tickled Xiao Yu's heart.

Xiao Yu wanted to struggle, but was held down by Wu Wenxing, "This king will give you a gift in return."

Xiao Yu was puzzled, and frowned, "What return gift?"

Wu Wenxing said seriously: "Baozi, little Baozi."

As he spoke, he reached out and took a small box of lubricating ointment from the bedside. As a doctor, Xiao Yu knew what it was.

He exclaimed, "I don't want buns in return!"

Wu Wenxing turned black: "Is that why you don't want to give me a baby for fun?"

Xiao Yu's face was full of black lines, giving birth to a baby to play with?

But there was no time to think about it, because Wu Wenxing had already started to apply plaster to him.

He wanted to give a palm, but he couldn't use his internal strength, and his whole body felt limp.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and said, "You drugged me in the wine?"

"If you don't give medicine, your martial arts are so strong, wouldn't it be possible for me to subdue you." Wu Wenxing said frankly.

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that the medicine will wear off and I'll take your life?"

"You are reluctant." Wu Wenxing chuckled.

Then he showed his proud size to Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu immediately gasped, feeling his brain explode.

"Do you dare to come in and try?" He said angrily.

"Just give it a try." Wu Wenxing was not afraid, and he couldn't wait for the sperm to get on his head.

However, even though he was young, he was considerate, pressed Xiao Yu, covered his mouth with his mouth, and kissed him for a long time.

Xiao Yu was dizzy from his kiss, and her eyes went black for a while.

When the foreign body invaded, Xiao Yu twisted his body uncomfortably. It was the first time for both of them, and their bodies tensed up suddenly.

It took a while to get used to this feeling. Seeing that Xiao Yu's body was relaxed, Wu Wenxing laughed softly, followed by relaxing his body, and then began to move.

Xiao Yu was already in a state of trance, he bit his lower lip tightly, but finally he cried out.

The voice stopped in Wu Wenxing's ears, and he secretly thought that he finally knew why the third brother was so obsessed with his sister-in-law. The bodies of their clansmen are really too sexy.

Thinking this way, he became even more excited, separated Xiao Yu's legs as far as possible, and moved quickly.

That night, Xiao Yu's bed shook for a long time before it stopped.

Wu Wenxing has one goal: to let Xiao Yu give birth to a bun for himself.

So, keep doing, doing, doing...

Dong'er searched for a long time at the banquet, but she couldn't find Xiao Yu. When she went to look for him in his bedroom, she heard a shy voice from inside the room, and she immediately understood.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, he smiled, and thought: Someone wants it, it seems that I have to go back and tell Master the good news.

Thinking of this, he jumped out of the palace quickly.

In the Jiaofang Hall, Wu Wenxuan and Zhuang Han sat by the window for a long time, Wu Wenxuan looked at the yawning Zhuang Han and asked, "Sleepy?"

Zhuang Han nodded and said, "I'm sleepy."

"Then let's go to sleep."

On the bed, Zhuang Han looked at Xiaorourou, kissed him tenderly, and prepared to undress and go to bed.

Wu Wenxuan sat aside and stared at him with mournful eyes.

Perhaps feeling his gaze, Zhuang Han turned to look at him, and saw Wu Wenxuan was sitting by the bed, frowning with a sad expression on his face, he didn't look very good.

Zhuang Han moved his body, sat beside him, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Wu Wenxuan stretched out his arms to hug Zhuang Han's waist, and muttered, "I'm jealous."

"Jealous?" Zhuang Han looked blank.

"Well, let's make my son jealous." Wu Wenxuan said very aggrieved.

Zhuang Han was speechless and wanted to push him away.

Wu Wenxuan hugged him and did not let go, and said in a low voice: "After having a son, you have forgotten me as a husband."

Zhuang Han burst out laughing, and said, "Brother Wu, don't joke, Xiaorourou is our son, are you jealous of him?"

Wu Wenxuan didn't care, put his head into his arms, and murmured: "I just want to eat, even if it's a son." He raised his head and looked at Zhuang Han: "Hanhan, you know, since I have a son, You don't even look me in the eye."

Zhuang Han was helpless.

Wu Wenxuan burrowed into Zhuang Han's arms again, butting his head against his chest. Zhuang Han knew that this was acting like a baby.

Now he was completely helpless, smiled and said: "Quickly stop making trouble, it's getting late, let's rest."

Wu Wenxuan raised his head, leaned forward and kissed Zhuang Han: "I want to sleep with you tonight." While speaking, his hand had already reached into Zhuang Han's clothes and rubbed back and forth on his skin.

Zhuang Han understood what he meant, blushed instantly, and refused, "No."

"Little Rourou fell asleep..." Wu Wenxuan said.

Zhuang Han froze for a moment: "That's not okay... In case, it's not good if you wake up... You know, he's not sure how to cry."

Having said that, before waiting for Wu Wenxuan's response for a long time, Zhuang Han slightly raised his head and glanced at him, but at this moment, Wu Wenxuan's eyes were full of grievances that could not be concealed.

It makes people feel ridiculous, but also feels a pain in the heart.

She pursed her lips, looked at him, and said, "Brother Wu..."

Wu Wenxuan looked at Zhuang Han with eyes full of *, he really missed Zhuang Han and wanted to enter his body.

Zhuang Han had already left him alone, he had been hungry for a long time, and if he continued to starve, he would really be unbearable.

Zhuang Han was silent for a while, and finally let go: "Take it easy, just don't disturb Xiaorourou."

When the words fell to the ground, Wu Wenxuan showed joy, nodded, and hugged his precious son on the soft couch beside the bed.

Then she got into bed by herself, pressed Zhuang Han under her body, and kissed him carefully. At first, the kiss was tender, but later it became domineering.

Zhuang Han pushed him a few times but couldn't push him away, Wu Wenxuan fiercely robbed him of all his breath, Zhuang Han didn't stop until he was so breathless by his kiss.

His lips and tongue moved to the neck and chest, and then he held the red tassel on the chest, biting, sucking, tearing, and licking, as if venting his dissatisfaction just now.

Zhuang Han felt refreshed and hurt, holding his head, feeling a little lost, but his mind was still two points clear, secretly said: This narrow-minded...

When he was invaded by the rigidity, Zhuang Han's body tensed instantly, and he grabbed the sheet with both hands, moaning [] could not help but groaned, and then he clenched his teeth, trying not to let himself make a sound.

Wu Wenxuan looked up slightly, then leaned forward, kissed his lips, and comforted him gently for a while.

"Hanhan, it's not good..." Wu Wenxuan said.

Zhuang Han was puzzled, and asked with a blushing face, "What's wrong?"

Seeing his nervous expression, Wu Wenxuan laughed mischievously: "What I mean is that you have taken away my soul, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it if you take it easy."

Zhuang Han was ashamed and angry, and said: "You, you...you have no joke..."

Wu Wenxuan said harshly: "I don't mind being a villain."

As he spoke, regardless of Zhuang Han's struggle, he straightened his body and started violent movements.

Zhuang Han couldn't help making blushing noises, and said in an incoherent way: "Brother Wu, wait, wait, slow down... ah... it will be noisy... ah... um..."

Wu Wenxuan's movements were so fast that Zhuang Han couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Zhuang Han was furious, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only let him go, and he just hoped that Xiao Rourou would not be woken up.

Wu Wenxuan has been hungry for so long, this time it can be said that he asked for it with all his strength.

Just when they were in high spirits, a burst of sharp crying broke into the ears of the two of them suddenly.

Both of them had a meal.

Zhuang Han wanted to stand up, but Wu Wenxuan held him down and prevented him from moving.

Zhuang Han turned his head to look at Little Rourou who was crying on the soft couch beside the bed, and gave Wu Wenxuan a push.

"The son is crying."

Wu Wenxuan gritted his teeth and said, "What can I do if my son cries?"

Zhuang Han glared at him and said, "Go out...I want to see my son."

"It's right next to our bed, what are you worried about?" Wu Wenxuan frowned.

Zhuang Han glared at him angrily.

He hesitated, and said: "Let me take a look." He leaned forward and took a look: "Stop crying, and suck your fingers again."

As soon as Zhuang Han heard it, he said, "You must be hungry, you go out, I'll go and have a look." As he spoke, he twisted his body.

Wu Wenxuan pressed him to prevent him from moving, and something stiff pushed into Zhuang Han's body, and he said aggrievedly: "You want to leave me like this? You feel comfortable, what should I do?" The soft thing bumped Zhuang Han a few more times to show how excited he was.

Zhuang Han was a little anxious now: "Brother Wu, don't mess around, our son may be hungry, you, you go out."

Wu Wenxuan said: "I don't." As he spoke, he pressed Zhuang Han's waist and was about to start moving.

After all, Zhuang Han's martial arts were superior to Wu Wenxuan's, this time he was really anxious, he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you get out?" He clenched his fists as he spoke.

Seeing Zhuang Han's face and his clenched fists, Wu Wenxuan knew that Han Han was really angry.

If he didn't know how to play again, he was afraid that he would have to give him a slap, so he pulled out his erection resentfully.

Zhuang Han didn't even look at him, just took the outer shirt and put it on his body, got out of bed, sat on the soft couch, hugged Xiao Rou Rou, and coaxed him softly.

Wu Wenxuan looked at Zhuang Han who cared so much about Xiao Rourou. Although he was his son, he was still excited.

I'm done feeling comfortable, but I don't care about my body. It's okay to love my son, but I can't not love my husband like this?

Thinking of this, I felt sad, my face turned green with anger, and my lower body became limp with anger, I rolled on the bed dejectedly, then gnashed my teeth, hammered out of the bed a few times in annoyance.

Zhuang Han glared at him, motioning for him to be quiet.

Wu Wenxuan immediately calmed down, not daring to make Zhuang Han unhappy anymore.

He just stared at his queen and son with sad eyes, very pitiful.

At this moment, Zhuang Han called him, "Brother Wu."

Wu Wenxuan jumped up from the bed, and responded courteously: "Yes."

"Quickly order someone to make some goat's milk or millet porridge, Xiaorourou is hungry." Without looking at him, Zhuang Han ordered, "Don't shout inside the house, go outside, otherwise you will disturb the children again."

"..." Wu Wenxuan swallowed.

"Hurry up." Zhuang Han urged.

Wu Wenxuan said: "Immediately, I will order someone to do it immediately." Then he got out of bed, put on his coat, and ran out.

Depressed while running, I really have no place in Hanhan's heart.

Xiao Rourou is first, Jiangshan Sheji is second, and I am third.