"Sovereign, Xiaozhu has got the script. "

Enter.

Xiaozhu saw that his master had just been kidnapped by Akemu, and his heart was flustered.

In a hurry, he ran back with Sissi in his arms, and as soon as he came back, he heard Kuva say that he wanted to send a notebook to his master, so he grabbed the job and took the opportunity to come in to see the situation.

When I entered the house, I saw that the master was being held in his arms by the man, his eyes were a little red, obviously he had just cried, his lips were red and swollen, and he looked like he had been ravaged miserably.

Xiaozhu's nose was sour, why is my master's life so bitter?"

"Sovereign, Junyu, what you want."

Ah Kemu heard that Xiaozhu's voice was wrong, and when he looked up, Xiaozhu's eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry in the blink of an eye.

Wen Muqing was also taken aback, got out of Akemu's arms, straddled Akemu directly, held Xiaozhu's face, and asked with concern

, "Xiaozhu, what's wrong? Who bullied you?" Xiaozhu

is only fifteen years old, his parents died early, and he has been with Wen Muqing since he was a child.

was asked like this, and some couldn't help it, and tears fell down the ground.

Akemu was a little helpless, why did one or two like to cry so much? Xiaozhu cried quite like Mu Qing.

Xiao Zhu secretly glanced at Ah Kemu, pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, what should he do if he affected the master?

Wen Muqing's heart was as careful as a hair, and when he noticed this action, he was a little distressed, and his matter also affected Xiao Zhu.

"Xiaozhu, it's okay, tell me what you want to say.

Xiao Zhu was a little hesitant, but Wen Muqing's eyes were full of encouragement, his mouth was flattened, and he said aggrievedly

, "Sovereign, can you be lighter next time you fight the monarch?" My master is most afraid of pain, Xiao Zhu looks uncomfortable.

Ah Kemu was stunned, "When did I beat Mu Qing?"

Xiao Zhu looked at Ah Kemu

with an expression of looking at a scumbag, and he didn't admit it, he saw that his master's lips were swollen.

Wen Muqing had forgotten the saying of coaxing Xiaozhu to beat people at the beginning, and at the puzzled gaze of Shang Kemu, the tips of his ears turned red, and explained

, "Husband, the beating in Xiaozhu's mouth is..."

Seeing Wen Muqing shyness like this, Ah Kemu felt as if he knew, and laughed helplessly

, "Xiaozhu, in fact, your master is quite comfortable."

Xiaozhu still looked depressed

, "But it's all swollen, it will definitely hurt." "

I've been drugged, it doesn't hurt.

You ask Mu Qing, is it comfortable?"

Wen Muqing looked at two fiery glances, her whole body was pink, and she said shameful words with difficulty,

"Comfortable."

Looking at Xiaozhu's shocked eyes, Wen Muqing felt that he couldn't coax him like this, what if Xiaozhu felt comfortable beating people in the future, what if he beat his wife every day?

Wen Muqing sighed

, "Xiaozhu, come here."

Xiaozhu didn't know why, so he leaned over, Wen Muqing leaned close to Xiaozhu's ear, and whispered

, "This is not the same as beating someone, you go to the doctor and ask, go."

Xiao Zhu looked puzzled, why wasn't he beating people again?

But he had always been obedient

, "Okay, the little one is going to go." The

door closed again, and Wen Muqing lay in Akemu's arms, sighed, and poked Akemu's abdominal muscles to play.

I am sick all the year round, I have no abdominal muscles, my lower abdomen is flat, and I only have a thin layer of belly, and I can clearly see the outline.

Akemu ran Wen Muqing's hair like a kitten, his fingertips crossed the back of his shoulders, and he felt that his palms were too thin.

Mu Qing's body bones are too weak, so he has to take good care of it, otherwise he won't be able to bear it in the future.

......

"On the first day after the poor scholar gave birth to the champion Lang, he went to propose to the girl who was happy.

A few days later, the two got married.

At night, Cui Niang sat nervously on the bed, the door was suddenly opened, and the scholar walked in and called the lady.

The candle flame went out, and the scholar gently put Cui Niang down, dismantled the complicated wedding dress little by little, and then kissed the cherry mouth..."

Wen Muqing was held in Akemu's arms, his whole body was warm, in the past winter, it had never been so warm, and now Wen Muqing was extremely greedy.

The man's low and soft voice sounded in his ears, and he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly stopped.

Wen Muqing snorted dissatisfiedly

, "Husband, continue."

Akemu read the entire two pages of content at a glance and ten lines, and only then did he see the serious plot, felt that his lower abdomen was slightly tight, and coughed

, "The next day, when Cui Niang got up, the food at home had been prepared, and Wang Mang cooked."

I only heard Wang Mang come over with porridge and say to Cui Niang, daughter-in-law, you really worked hard last night.

Akom paused again in embarrassment, but fortunately the person in his arms was already asleep, breathing smoothly and his chest was lying together.

Fair-skinned and well-behaved like a little white rabbit.

He had never seen anyone born so white, and he remembered that last night, a slight pinch of his skin made a red mark...

In her sleep, Wen Muqing felt that she had been thrown into a dark place, panicked, and her body was shivering from the cold.

But suddenly he was embraced into a broad embrace, and the man's arms were strong to protect him, and he felt extremely safe.

He curled himself up into a ball and tried to shove himself into the man's arms, wishing that his feet would not touch the ground, and that his whole body would be protected by the man.

With a thud, Archem was arched out of the bed and fell to the ground.

The back of his head hit the ground and he was awake.

When he opened his eyes in horror, he saw that the person on the bed was still arching to the side of the bed, and he turned over, wrapped in the quilt, and fell off the bed.

Akemu didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly used his body to pick it up, and with a muffled sound, the boy fell into his arms, smashing his chest with some pain.

Wen Muqing woke up in a daze, his hair came out of the quilt messily, looked at the person close at hand, and asked blankly

, "Husband, what are you doing under me?"

Seeing that the young man's eyes were confused, Akemu hadn't woken up yet, so he pressed the person in his arms and patted him gently,

"Sleep."

Under the comfort of the regularity, Wen Muqing closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

The person who was thinking about it was pressed on his body, and the sense of happiness was heavy, and Akemu felt extremely down-to-earth.

No wonder the old people in the army often say that they like their ladies to sleep on their arms, it turns out that this is the feeling.

At that time, he was young and ignorant, and he was still thinking, wouldn't his arms be numb when he got up in the morning?

......

Sick people snooze, and it was already evening when Wen Mu woke up.

I got up on the bed in a daze, and pressed my palm down to realize that the touch was wrong, soft and hard.

Wen Muqing woke up in an instant, and put on a smiling face

, "Muqing, are you sleeping well?"

Wen Muqing glanced at the surrounding situation, the two of them slept on the ground, he was on her husband's body, fortunately there was a thick carpet and a stove so that she would not catch a cold.

"Husband

, I..." Akemu put his arms around Wen Muqing's waist

, "You arched me off the bed, and then I fell off myself, and I slept like this."

Wen Muqing struggled to sit up, wanting to leave Akemu, it was too ashamed, and it would be arching people to sleep or something.

Unexpectedly, it started a fire, Wen Muqing looked at Akemu stiffly, his eyes were full of confusion, and his voice trembled

, "Husband, I'm still sick."

Archem nodded, gritted his teeth, and said,

"I won't touch you."

Wen Muqing breathed a sigh of relief and was carried to the bed by Akemu.

Akemu looked at the person holding the quilt and looking at him with innocent eyes, and his heart was very helpless, how did he manage to be so innocent and be able to pick up the point every time?

Every time he was provoked, the person who took the initiative to flirt couldn't bear to refuse.

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treasures, there are a lot of book reviews, there are too few book reviews, and now the rating has not come out, the author is very sad, woo woo.

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