Chapter 1525: Except that Wushan is not a cloud 76

Chapter 1525, except that Wushan is not a cloud 76
Every morning, I hold her like this. I have to hold her in my arms and have a good relationship before I can get up...
Chaucer was kissed by his cheeks, but his heart was stunned. Some of them did not have the pain of panic. She finally couldn’t help but yell at him. "His Royal Highness..."
She wants to wake him up... lest he wake up and find out what he has done, and he has to feel disgusted with nausea...
However, when she was not heard, she still turned over and pressed her over her body, holding her lips and going down again...
That kind of intimacy, as if they are the closest lover in the world.
However, when his hand went down from her skirt, Chaucer was still afraid of holding his hand, and his eyes were red and beg for mercy: "His Royal Highness... Don't...

It seems that I haven’t really woken up yet, screaming at her pretty little face, and some unintelligiblely asked,
Why not?

Joe twitched his lips and said, "I... baby..."
Probably the word "baby" was irritating to the side, and I saw the moment when Joe’s voice just fell, and Morton’s movement stopped. The next moment, the face was cold, and he stared coldly and coldly. Chaucer, who is afraid of uneasiness under her body, is still unable to protect her children...
He didn't move, but Chaucer suddenly came to the reaction of morning sickness. At the same time, he didn't use force. Chaucer pushed him away and spit on his chest.
However, Chaucer retched for a long time, but did not spit it out.
On the contrary, breathing is always unsatisfactory...
Therefore, Chaucer pressed his chest and waited for a long while to calm down the breath. When she turned weakly back, she saw that she was sitting on the edge of the bed and quietly watching what she had just done there. vomit.
Chaucer's pale face was whiter. She opened her mouth and hoarse, but couldn't help but explain to him: "His Royal Highness... I, I just had a morning sickness..."
Not disgusting with his intimate contact with her...
However, he did not believe whether or not to believe this, or that he himself was disgusting, not disgusting, or simply being guilty of himself.
She has other people in her heart, and she wants to leave blood to that person, and he still thinks about those ridiculous things...
I don’t look down on myself.
When he squatted out of bed, he put on his shirt without hesitation. He calmly said: "This king kindly advises you, if you don't want to die, don't want this child."
Chaucer bowed his head and resisted the tears in his eyes. He said, "Thank you, Your Highness..."
Hearing the words, the action of Mobi Mo paused and snorted. "Don’t be passionate. It’s a life, so you can go to bed with this king. This king just gives you a suggestion. Do you want to die or you? Your own thing..."
Every word of His Royal Highness, Chaucer had listened to it. Although he felt embarrassed, he couldn’t help but look up at him, but he couldn’t help but say thank you.
Thank you very much...
No matter what... His Royal Highness gave her this child, she could not ruin her only hope of living.
So, no matter how hard it is, she won’t give up the baby in her stomach...
She will live strong.
Not for anyone, even for the sake of the baby, she has to work hard to get past...
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(I can't help it, I will update it again during the day!)
(End of this chapter)