The Way of Favors

???? For Fu Rong, there are many happy events in May this year.

First it was the Dragon Boat Festival, followed by the third brother Fu You to get a son, and the fifth sister Fu Mi decided to marry him. At the end of the month, the manager of the Liang Palace rushed over to inform him that Fu Wan was about to give birth.

It happened that Xu Jin was at home today and asked Xu Jia to prepare the carriage first. When everything was ready, he helped Fu Rong to tell her the good news: "Nongnong, don’t worry, the car is ready. Let’s go slowly. It’s in time. ."

I still remember how anxious Fu Rong was when Fu Wan gave birth to Yuanyuan.

Of course, Fu Rong wouldn't be so anxious. He ordered Mei Xiang's nurse to take good care of Brother Yu who was still resting. She and Xu Jin walked towards the front yard slowly.

In the midsummer season, I kept yelling when I got to the carriage, and Fu Rong broke out in a sweat and said to Xu Jin: "This time, it will be hard for my sister to confinement. It's such a hot day."

Xu Jin had never given birth to a child, but he had seen Fu Rong confinement and helped Fu Rong wipe off his sweat. He shook her a fan and touched her belly: "I still know how to plant it. I am not afraid of the heat. ."

Fu Rong gave him an angry look.

Xu Jin smiled triumphantly, his hands kept moving.

Seeing him fan her incomparably naturally, his handsome face was flushed with sweat on his forehead, and Fu Rong's heart suddenly became sour and he turned around quickly.

Xu Jin kept staring at her. Seeing that she was crying without warning, he panicked and didn't dare to touch her forcibly. He quickly turned around and held her shoulders anxiously: "Why are you crying again? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Fu Rong shook his head, not too hot in the summer, buried him in his chest and started crying, "The prince is good to me, I, I think the prince..."

He was so kind to her, and the childhood scene of Brother Huai Ju was still vivid, so good that Fu Rong couldn't imagine how she would live without Xu Jin without her. It’s about to be June, and Xu Jin is going to expedition in August. Fu Rong couldn’t bear Xu Jin’s journey, not to mention that his trip was in danger of life. No matter how Xu Jin promised her that he would not have an accident, Fu Rong couldn’t completely. Peace of mind.

She kept crying, and Xu Jin was distressed and at a loss, "Miss me? I'm not by your side..."

Halfway through, I suddenly understood why she was crying.

I don't miss him, but I can't bear him?

This……

Xu Jin didn't know how to comfort her, put down the ball fan, and took out the veil to wipe her tears. I'm going to see guests in a while, what does it look like with a wet chest? When Fu Rong's tears gradually stopped, Xu Jin lifted her chin and kissed her.

The red lips were moist, just like hers, they seemed to be made of water.

Xu Jin tasted slowly, his heart overflowing with tenderness.

She was calm and calm. He thought she had forgotten the war in August, or was completely relieved. He didn't expect that she just didn't show it, and kept thinking about it. Today, I don't know how to touch me, and he can't help it anymore. If she only regards him as a reliance on prosperity and wealth, she will worry and will not cry. If she cries, it means that she really has him in her heart. Those tears are all because she can't bear him.

It's not acting, because there is no need to act, because she doesn't know that he remembers the previous life, and she doesn't know that he will understand why she cried.

"Dongren, do you like me?"

Letting go of her lips, Xu Jin asked, holding her face.

Fu Rong opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of him with tears. The phoenix eyes were calm and calm as water, but there was something surging under the water, as if he only needed her to give a reason, and he would take her in. Let her see the magnificence of his eyes.

"Like it." She murmured, staring into his eyes.

How could you not like it? Even if her heart is a stone, and being warmed by him bit by bit, she is soft.

"How do you like it?" Xu Jin loves to listen, not enough.

How much do you like it?

Fu Rong didn't know, she only knew that she wanted to kiss him, and she wanted to kiss now.

He was holding his waist in his hand, unable to lift it up, Fu Rong couldn't help but stretched his neck, closing his eyes and sending his lips over.

Her eyelashes were wet, and tears rolled down when they closed, like the last raindrop of a summer rain, falling on the pink lotus petals and rolling down suddenly.

Xu Jin squeezed her back tightly and held her delicate lips again.

The car suddenly heated up. Her profile, her neck, and her ears all became the most delicious delicacies. Xu Jin's family was not loving enough, and couldn't help but want to poke into her clothes. He wants her, and only with her can he vent his tenderness to her, and fill his empty heart with her beauty and her tactful cry.

"Dense..."

How can there be such a woman in this world, when he is angry that he vomits blood, he can't let it go, and when he is obedient, he is willing to give it to him. Is it because you can only touch her? No, Xu Jin didn’t want his body to desire. If Fu Rong changed his temper, he would have killed her, or he would have completely forgotten this person, or let her give birth to a son. To leave his mother and keep his son, but Fu Rong has the ability to let him go...

He really wanted to give her his life, but Fu Rong did not care about his life, nor did he care about his dishonest hand, his lips left him, his upper body stepped back, his hands pressed on his bad hand, blushing. Panting, softly acting like a baby with him with water in his eyes: "I'm hot..."

Xu Jinqiang resisted the urge to swallow, and said dumbly: "I am also hot and thick, I will help you get rid of..."

Who wants him to take off?

Fu Rong pushed him away, moved to one side, and accidentally sat on the ball fan. Fu Rong pulled out with his backhand, holding back a smile and handing it to him: "I'm hot, the prince will fan me."

Xu Jin was stunned.

Fu Rong pursed his lips and smiled and pushed his chest with a ball fan: "Will the prince help you?"

Xu Jin looked at her, looked at her belly again, and took the fan resignedly, "Fan, the princess has a fate, how can this king not follow?"

Fu Rong smiled and his shoulders trembled.

Xu Jin was not a behaving beloved in vain. He moved to Fu Rong, fanned her with his right hand, and stretched her hand across her clothes with his left hand. He stared at her blushing face and said, "Wang Hao is hot, the princess Wang Gang Fan wind, but I’m itchy, the princess feels distressed and cares about me, help this king get a ride?"

He wasn't serious, Fu Rong didn't open his eyes and said, "I'll be here in a while."

Xu Jin opened the curtains and motioned her to see: "How far out of our palace yet."

Fu Rong knew he couldn't escape, and she cried out of him because of his discomfort, so he lowered his head and helped him.

Xu Jin didn't like to put his belt away through his clothes, and said shamelessly: "It's so cool."

Fu Rong turned his head and sucked at him.

She was also happy to bit him Xu Jin, fanning her while watching her slender hands work for him...

The carriage walked slowly, and when it finally stopped, Fu Rong couldn't lift his arms.

Xu Jin had already packed up, got out of the car first, and then hugged her steadily.

"Three aunts, third aunts!" Yuanyuan ran out excitedly, "You are so slow, grandmother and aunt and uncle are here early!" The little girl is sensible, knowing that the third aunt can't touch her younger brother and sister when she is pregnant. Pounce on Xu Jin.

Xu Jin held her breath, touched Yuanyuan's head, then went over to talk to Xu Jia without a trace, and walked to the other side of Fu Rong.

Yuanyuan held Fu Rong with her right hand, and Fu Xuan with her left hand, who was driven out afterwards. She happily left her third uncle behind.

Today, the people came very well, Fu Pinyan and Fu Chen were all there, and they came out with Liang Tong to pick up people, and Xu Jin waited for news with them in the front yard.

Probably the second life is easier than the first time, the red sun is falling, the oncoming wind is a little bit cool, and there is a gratifying baby crying suddenly in the delivery room.

Is a young master.

Qiao was very happy. When he wiped the sweat on Fu Wan, his mouth never closed and he kept laughing.

This time Fu Rong was not in the delivery room. He was waiting for news with Fu Xuanyuanyuan in the side room. After the child was cleaned up, a few people watched together. Fu Rong first laughed. This nephew was so dark that he looked exactly like his father.

Yuanyuan also looked at her younger brother disgustingly: "It's so dark, there is no brother Da Lang Erlang is white! It's darker than Ling Shou!"

Liang Tong was quite proud, and took over his precious son and kissed him rarely: "Men should be black, and those who are not black are..."

The word "Xiao Bai Lian" hadn't come out yet, Fu Chen coughed vigorously beside him.

Liang Tong suddenly became dumb, and looked at the father-in-law and the prince's brother-in-law beside Fu Chen, and hid in the delivery room with his son.

Yuanyuan followed excitedly.

His sister gave birth to a child safely, and Fu Rong was relieved, because he was worried about his son at home, so he didn't eat here at night and went home with Xu Jin.

Here is beaming, pregnant with the palace, Cui Wan received a letter from Xu Wei sent by someone, saying that he would be able to return to Beijing on the tenth day.

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Cui Wan's eyes fell with tears.

She didn't mean it, she really didn't mean it, she wanted to have a good time with the sixth brother, but God didn't see her well...

At night, Cui Wan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

It was the ninth day of the ninth day in a blink of an eye, and Xu Hao will go home tomorrow.

The maids around him were all beaming, even Bailing was pretending to be decent, but Cui Wan had a strong smile.

She was late for her month, three or four days late.