I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World

Huanxi smiled in his arms, very quietly, sweetly, sincerely and even beautifully. She hugged the person in her arms tightly, and instantly her heart was filled with irrelevant romance and tenderness: "You—— -be mine."

"why?"

Huan Xi thumped him from behind unhappily: "It's spoiling the scenery."

Long Qian didn't deny that he was a little puzzled.

Huan Xisu wrapped his five fingers around his mouth and kissed him: "This is called holding hands."

"Yep."

"Do you love me?"

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"Not denying is love."

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"If you love me, you will love me." This kind of atmosphere is so good. Holding your husband in your arms is justified: "Are you really thinking about your mother?"

"Not thinking about things."

"I miss your country."

"Yep."

"Are you afraid that your reputation will be negatively impacted on your governance, which will go against your original intention?"

"Yep."

Huan Xi raised her head and looked at him quietly: "Kiss me and I will tell you a story."

Looking at his cold knees from afar, Long Qian could not see enthusiasm. He slowly turned his head to look at the lake, but he tightened his arms and brought her back into his arms. Huan Xi smiled like a sneaky fox and patted his chest coquettishly: "Damn! What a shame."

……Have it?

Before Long Qianyuan could ask, Huanxi put his arms around his neck and kissed the corner of his cold mouth for an instant.

Long Qianyuan looked at her dark knees as if in disbelief, Huanxi gently closed his eyes with his hand: "Be good and feel it."

Huan Xi's white teeth lightly opened, his tongue wrapped around his thin lips, and his fingers parted his skirt, lingering on his cold chest. "Open your mouth."

Long Qianyuan made the most stupid decision in his life. He really obediently opened his door. Phantom drove straight into his mouth unscrupulously, sucking the faint fragrance of cold fragrance. She gently licked and bit her white teeth in his mouth. Inserting his clothes and drawing circles on his chest, at this moment, she completely treated Long Qianyuan as a personal item, repeatedly licked and tasted it, and when she wanted to deal with him on the spot, she suddenly found that the person was meaningless.

Huanxi raised his head to look at him, he remained the same as before, Huanxi scolded the elder, retracted his hands, wiped his mouth and shrugged: "Forget it, let's tell a story, you can open your eyes."

Long Qianyuan's eyes were still cold and expressionless.

Huanxi wrapped his arms around her and leaned on her arm to tidy up his clothes Qianqian's hands met his skin with only texture—failure Huanxi took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the corners of his lips and wrapped his silk around his Waist:

"It is said that there used to be a pair of brothers, one named Long Xiaoguo and the other named Long Xiaogong. Long Xiaoguo was very rich and noble. Long Xiaogong was very poor. Long Xiaogong also despises Long Xiaoguo and feels that he needs to have a different face. Long Xiaoguo is rich and gentleman and is loved by the nobles, but Long Xiaogong is mischievous and cute, and is also loved by the public. These two brothers will inevitably see each other differently. Later, a group of people came to the house to make trouble. Among them, there was a person called Fake Xiaori, who thought he was a plate of food. When he arrived at Long’s house, he robbed Long Xiaoguo and Long Xiaogong to discuss cooperation to kill Fake Xiaori. During the joint attack, Long Xiaoguo Now that Xiaogong Long is very dishonest, he can get benefits by carrying him behind his back. He is very cunning, but Xiaogong Long is still the originator of cunning. A master of tricks in coarse linen clothes, he dares to single out steel helmets and iron hats, and he is never soft. He relies on steamed buns and branches He won the seafood and steel guns and finally became the boss of the family. He was cool when he was the boss! Waved his hands and the people in the family followed and talked. The whole family is a living Bodhisattva. Who cares about his past? Who cares whether he wears crotch pants? Leading everyone to a well-off life, proud and elated, is a hero and a master, so they are now calling for the wind and rain, and the world is a hero, and the one who used to be self-righteous still dare not mention all the things in the past-this is the victory and defeat. The most important thing is that the dragon and the small party will live He can bear hardships and stand hard work without collecting food income tax from his family.”

Xu Huanxi obviously felt that the hand behind her was unsteady: "Hehe, it's amazing. The kings of all dynasties are the only ones who have no semicolon, so the birth is not important, what matters is what you have done."

Huan Xi smoothed his skirt, tilted his head and looked at him, Long Qianyuan also looked at her, and the two looked at each other with ulterior motives.

Suddenly Long Qianyuan lowered his head, the corner of his mouth brushed against her lips, and then Long Qianyuan looked aside with flickering eyes.

Huan Xi smiled even happier. She saw Long Qianyuan, who had turned his head away, stood up on tiptoe and kissed his lips again.

The night is still so quiet, the willows sway slightly, lonely and silent. Huan Xi panted lightly against his chest: "It's so cold here."

Yep. "

"Go to my place tonight."

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"Well, you didn't arrange it anyway."

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"Is it okay?"

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Huan Xi shook his arm and played with his ten fingers: "Let's go to my place." Huan Xi pulled him out and dragged Long Qianyuan away as if he didn't want to cooperate.

Huan Xi paced her feet, pouting her mouth and shaking his arms coquettishly: "Isn't it okay for Xianggong to make an exception once? Xianggong... Xianggong..."

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"Sir..."

"it is good."

"what?"

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The hibiscus tent was warm for a few degrees** the candlelight was flickering, and there were many phantoms lying on Long Qianyuan's chest, grabbing his hair and falling asleep tiredly. Long Qianyuan held her in one hand and frowned: What's going on? Can't stand the temptation or is obsessed with ghosts. He looked at the cold face of the person in his arms and was a little puzzled. He seemed to make an exception tonight and wanted her. Long Qianyuan looked at the window curtain for the first time and felt an urge to laugh. This seemed to be the second time he wanted to get something.

Long Qianyuan withdrew his hand, tried to put her on the pillow, groaned, leaned closer to him and continued to sleep, to be honest, Long Qianyuan is not used to having a woman lying on top of him, it's weird and awkward...

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