Murong Jiu waited for his heartbeat to calm down a little before he hugged Ye Qinghuan into his arms.

He whispered: "I'm sorry, Huanhuan, I'm sorry......"

Now say sorry for the fart!

Ye Qinghuan cursed in her heart.

She closed her eyes and refused to look at him, her crimson face filled with deep indifference.

"Huanhuan."

Murong Jiu stroked her cheek, and his tone was apologetic and helpless: "I'm a man, I'm not a saint...... You are my beloved woman, I ......"

I can't take it.

In fact, until now, Murong Jiu has not been completely refreshed, and he still wants to continue.

However, he was afraid that the little girl would be unhappy, so he held back.

When he finally did it, he didn't have the unbearable pain as before, and his mind was full of little worms clamoring to possess her......

Murong Jiu kept coaxing, but Ye Qinghuan felt more and more aggrieved.

Not only did he leave without any news, but he also made a bow to the overlord!

As soon as his nose was sore, tears came out of his mouth.

"You go, I don't want to see you......" Ye Qinghuan's thick nasal voice carried a sad aftersound, and she pushed Murong Jiu out of bed.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan." Murong Jiu was slightly frightened, he looked at Ye Qinghuan a little helplessly, and he was really pushed down by her like this.

Then he did not dare to go up again.

Because, the little girl of his family cried......

There was obvious wetness on her long eyelashes, and although she turned her head quickly, he could still see her tears falling in that moment.

Murong Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ye Qinghuan's figure with his back to him, and stretched out his hand several times but retracted it.

"Huanhuan, if you are really angry about Uncle Jiu...... Then, Uncle Nine will go get some medicine, and he won't think about it after eating it, okay? Murong Jiu really let go of his pride and self-esteem, sighed slightly and discussed with Ye Qinghuan.

Ye Qinghuan himself had studied medicine and poison, so he naturally understood what Murong Jiu meant.

It is true that there are drugs that can make men not want to do this for a while, and ...... Until the antidote is consumed, that thing will never harden!

Ye Qinghuan, who was still a little aggrieved, was slightly uneasy by Murong Jiu's words.

He has always spoiled her.

She knows it well.

Is she going too far?

Ye Qinghuan struggled for a while before he whispered in a sullen voice: "You come up." ”

Murong Jiuzheng was in a depressed mood, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't dare to stay, at this moment, Ye Qinghuan's words undoubtedly pulled him from hell to heaven!

He immediately got into the quilt and instantly hugged Ye Qinghuan's petite body in his arms.

"Huanhuan isn't angry with Uncle Nine, is he?" His tone was slightly cautious, unable to hide the excitement and joy in his heart.

Ye Qinghuan looked at him unhappily, and her red lips pursed slightly: "No!" ”

When the beautiful phoenix eyes dimmed slightly, Ye Qinghuan pressed his hand to his lower abdomen: "It hurts......"

The slightly coquettish tone made a flash of heat in Murong Jiu's eyes.

He understood instantly, so he gently massaged her lower abdomen, and said apologetically: "It's Uncle Nine who is not good, Uncle Nine is too rude." ”

Ye Qinghuan was silent, and let him gently rub it for her.

I haven't done it in more than half a year...... More than half a year ago, she had just experienced it for the first time, and he was so anxious, she was indeed a little uncomfortable.

It's not too unbearable, though.

When the discomfort in her lower abdomen was dissipated by him, she sighed slightly: "Uncle Jiu, I'm not angry with you." ”

As she spoke, her sparkling beautiful eyes lifted and looked into his eyes, and her tone was very displeased: "I just don't like it, when there is no me, there are more other women around Uncle Jiu, and I get along with Uncle Jiu day and night." ”