Chapter 76:

Wake up leisurely, it's time to palm the lamp.
He was bathed in the brilliant glow of the sun, blending with the orange sky outside the sill window, and he lowered his head to caress the little cat in his arms, carelessly feeding it the cakes on the porcelain plate with gold traces. He looks calm, relaxed and elegant, not at all different from when he was just in bed...
Thinking of him playing with her regardless of his own plea, the faster he moved as he went to the back, she couldn't bear it at all. Miaomiao covered half of his face under the quilt, only revealing a pair of moist and clear eyes. Take a closer look, there are some grievances and complaints inside.
Yang Fu seemed to be in a reaction. He raised his eyes to meet her gaze for a while, then curled his lips and smiled, "I woke up."
Not a question, absolutely sure. For some reason, these words made her shiver sharply, like a lamb falling into a trap. He is a hunter who is kind on the surface but bad.
The little the bed is clean and clear, and she is the most beautiful flower that blooms in the stream. As long as she tastes it, she will never forget it.
Yang Fu took his thoughts back and sat down on the couch holding Xueou, "Are you hungry? I'll send someone to prepare dinner."
She was exhausted this morning, knowing that she shouldn't be too intense the first time, but he gradually lost control behind him, and just wanted to possess her, a little more, a little deeper. Her eyes were red now, and her gaze followed Xue'ou stiffly, and she stepped back a bit after hearing his question, "No, not hungry."
The more she did, the more she wanted to tease.
If Yang Fu didn't know it, he put down Xueou and got up and walked out, "You should cushion your stomach if you are not hungry. What do you want to eat?"
He actually left her and this cat! Miaomiao reached out and grabbed his sleeve, unable to think of other words: "Master, don't... don't go."
Yang Fu stayed still as she wanted, and then asked, "What do you call me?"
Miaomiao's white fingers were tightly packed, in contrast with his dark green brocade robe, it seemed that the roots of the jade fingers were bright and shiny. Xueou suddenly moved, licking the fleshy ball in her palm and looking at her, slowly standing up and walking towards her, Miaomiao seemed to grab the last straw: "Lord..."
Yang Fu smiled in his eyes, and shook her trembling little hand, "You didn't call it that in the morning."
what is that?
Miaomiao thought about it for a while. At that time, he was really forced to go nowhere. How could he manage to commit a crime or not.
Xue'ou approached her, her arm was touched by her hair, and every movement made her feel terrified. She finally couldn't stand it anymore, her mouth squatted aggrievedly and tears came down, her slender eyelashes hung with drops of water, and it ran down her delicate cheeks with a single blink. The moment before she fell on the couch, it condensed Many round and delicate pearls.
"Yang Fu, badass!" She let go, and crouched on the corner of the bed, crying.
Knowing that she was afraid of cats, he deliberately left Xueou to watch her jokes, but he didn't think he was such a person! The gentleness of the past is an illusion, he is an out-and-out villain.
Seeing that the bullying was too much, Yang Fu swung Xueou away and sat beside her, lifted her up on his lap, and said in a panic, "It's me who is not good, I am the bad guy."
Whether he admits it or not, Miaomiao rubbed his eyes whimperingly, listening to the sound of thumping on the ground one after another, all of her masterpieces.
"Guy Miaomiao, don't cry..." As soon as she cried, his heart was crumpled, and he secretly blamed himself for not being able to keep his balance. He lifted her wet face, halfway through her words of comfort, staring at her as if she was crying with rain. After a while, I kissed the tears in her eyes, "I want to hear you call my name, want to see how you depend on me... Blame me, I was wrong."
Because her eyes were too innocent when she first got up, she couldn't help but teased her. Only when she saw Xueou, the dependence in her eyes would be revealed unabashedly.
Don't let him look at Miao Miao at first, his tone is full of harsh words: "Anyway, you are a badass."
Yang Fu squeezed her face, "I am."
She said again: "I don't like you like this."
"...Which?"
Soothed by Yang Fu's soft voice, Miaomiao gradually held back his tears, and put on his chest and said solemnly: "You have to listen to me."
Long hair like seaweed draped over her shoulders, her small face was tightly stretched, as if she was talking about something extraordinary.
Yang Fu nodded in cooperation, "I listen to you."
She pursed her pink lips, "Then you can't scare me in the future."
Knowing that she was talking about Xueou, Yang Fu curled his lips, "Okay."
She said again: "You can't bully me."
He nodded, "Okay." It was too late to hurt her, and he was willing to bully her no matter what.
Yang Fu met her questioning gaze and considered it, "Miaomiao, do you want to have children with me?"
Miaomiao hesitated a little, "But...what if I was born with a shark?"
"No matter what he is, he is the king's flesh and blood." Yang Fu dispelled her hesitation and repeated, "Do you think?"
After thinking for a long time, she nodded slowly, "Yes."
She and Yang Fu's children...This is something that I didn't even dare to think about before. Now that she has become a human being, can we expect them to give birth to normal children? It's not bad if it's a shark, but it's a bit difficult to raise, but now that Yang Fu said so, she was relieved.
Miaomiao was completely dumbfounded, she thought about it or wanted to go back, and grunted timidly: "Then I won't give birth."
Yang Fu Surong, "There is no turning back arrow in the bow."
"..."
The maid outside changed a group of people, and dinner was ready and set out. The two stayed in the inner room for a whole day. The people underneath didn't need to guess or knew what was going on. According to the four kings' orders, they brought the food into the house. They didn't even glance at the bed, and then retired.
At this time, Miaomiao was indeed very hungry. She didn't need Yang Fu to feed her. She obediently drank a bowl of stewed chicken soup and ate several more meals to fill her stomach. When the maid took down the dishes, it was dark outside, and Xueou was probably taken away. Except for the maid who stayed outside, only her and Yang Fu remained in the inner room.
Miaomiao didn't want to move, so he simply washed and got into the quilt, preparing to cover his head and sleep.
In a short while, Yang Fu packed up, only to feel that the bed next to him collapsed, and in the next moment she was embraced in a spacious and comfortable embrace.
Yang Fu said, "Miaomiao, there is still another hour tonight."
Miaomiao was stunned. "Aren't you talented in the morning?"
He said: "That was yesterday."
The nonsense is obviously this morning, when Miaomiao just wanted to correct it, and he took advantage of the vacancy when she changed the mid laner. She didn't slow down, "No more, it still hurts..."
Yang Fu stopped, "It hurts?"
She nodded repeatedly, with a beautiful face, which was very credible.
Yang Fu got up and got out of bed. Miaomiao thought he would let her go, and let out a sigh of relief. But after a while he came back again, holding a white-glazed porcelain bottle in his hand, padded Fang Ruan pillow behind her, "This medicine was given by the queen a few days ago. It has the effect of repairing and relieving the pain. Come, I will give you the medicine."
Miaomiao blinked. Without any recollection of what he said, the pants were taken off. She stretched out her foot in shame to stop: "Don't you come!"
Yang Fu held her slender feet and raised his sword eyebrows without saying a word.
It was this extremely deterrent glance that saw Miao Miao lose the aura without any promise, even if she resisted again in her heart, she could only be at his mercy in the end. Her pretty face burned red, she didn't look at him at the beginning, but the reaction of her body could not be ignored... She bit her lower lip and was extremely ashamed.