Chapter 1387: You want to like me, like a little longer 339

Chapter 1387, you want to like me, like a little longer 339
Of course, Li Hai thought so, but he did not dare to say anything to the words of His Royal Highness. After all, the Prince of the Temple was blinded by the play at the moment, and he was not allowed to say that the half of the play was not good...
Li Hai was forced to helplessly. He could only investigate the name of Chaucer according to the words of His Royal Highness. He only hoped that the title of His Royal Highness could be faster. After all, if His Royal Highness really established an unidentified play. Oh, that's too bad...
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At that time, Jifu.
Qingzhi always remembered that her mother had married her when she was in the Lama Temple. She said that she was going to get up early with Wen Jian on the second morning after the wedding night.
But last night, Wen Jian tossed her too much, and the childish snoring was not so tired. When people woke up, they heard the sound of someone wearing clothes...
The young girl was on the bed, rubbed her eyes, and slammed her head slowly. She saw the gentle figure outside the account, and Wen Jian was in the cloak.
Qing Qing couldn't help but stretch out her hand to open the crepe, but she forgot that she was not in the air at this time. When she reached out, Wen Jian looked over and saw a small piece of skin in the crepe. The white and delicate little hand was covered with the red marks he had bitten. The gentle throat was tight, and he couldn’t help but gently grasp the little child’s soft hand. He opened the credit and saw the other child. The little hand was still blinking, and he looked at him with a confused look: "When are you awake..."
"Just awake." Wen Jian also refused to wear half of his shirt on his body, then bowed his head and kissed her finger, the voice was soft and messy, "The baby will sleep for a while..."
Qingzhi refused, and screamed, blushing and whispering, "I will not give Wen Wei for a while..."
After the words have not been finished, Wen Jian snorted: "The baby is wrong."
The green child's face is redder, and he admits to correct it: "Please ask the mother to kiss and drink tea..."
"It's okay, my mother doesn't care about this. I told them that you didn't have a rest last night."
Qingzhi heard Wen Jian said that the roots of the ear were slightly hot, and some of them anxiously glared at him and said, "No... you, you are not allowed to talk nonsense with your mother..."
Wen Jian loved the cute and sweet appearance of Qing, and couldn’t help but kiss the childish fingertips. "It’s all wrong for the husband..."
Qing Zhizhi arbitrarily blushes and complains: "It’s your fault... I said last night... No, you still... still come..."
"Well, I am not so chaotic in the future, you have to forgive me, I am sleeping with my baby for the first time, it is inevitable to be excited."
When Qing heard the words behind him, it was even more shameful, half biting his lip, and his face was blushing. "Well, what are you doing now... this way..."
She remembers that when they were not married, Wen Jian had a good duty for her. At most, she kissed her little hand and kissed her, and told her about these shameful words...
However, next, she saw that Wen Jian smiled softly at her, bowed her head and kissed her little mouth, softly said: "Because the baby is now my righteous wife."
Before he got married, there was no name. He didn't dare, and he didn't want her reputation to be a little bit bad. So, keep the duty, never let her have pressure, and never want to make it difficult for her to let her She is afraid...
(End of this chapter)