Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Lin Qianyi seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and suddenly stood up: "Miss, you just rest, go for your husband... go to the study."

He turned to leave, but his sleeve was pulled by his wife.

"Husband, are you worried?" The woman seemed to sense something was wrong with her husband.

"Where, where, what can I have on my mind?" Lin Qianyi subconsciously denied.

"Then—what did you do wrong for your wife?" [

"No, you're fine..."

"Then—why has the husband been avoiding being a wife these days?" A trace of resentment flashed in the woman's eyes.

"No, it's not to avoid you... Yes, it's because I've been busy these days." Lin Qianyi casually perfunctory.

The woman looked up at him, and Lin Qianyi felt guilty for a while: "Really... I'm really busy..."

The woman bit her lip, took a breath, and said, "Husband, are you tired of being a wife?"

"How come? Mr. Yun, don't think too much. I have always loved you, how could you get bored?"

Jun Yun sighed quietly: "You really still love me? How do you feel as a wife..."

She couldn't go on. After all, a woman's sixth sense is keen.

She has already felt her husband's faint indifference these days, and said quietly: "I really miss when we just got married, we could be inseparable, you said you would love me for the rest of your life..."

"Mr. Yun, I, I will love you for the rest of my life. It won't change. It's hard for you to have a child. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself...and hurt the child, so..."

Lin Qianyi finally found a decent reason.

So it turned out, Jun Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around her husband's neck, and leaned his head on his chest: "Qianyi, as long as you don't let me down..."

"Hehe, no, no. Alright, Mr. Yun, just rest. I still have two official documents for my husband. I'll come back to accompany you when I'm done."

A look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, he almost ran away and hurried out.

Mu Yue and Xuanyuan Luo Yu floated above the bedroom, looking at everything below.

"It turns out that their relationship is still so good. It seems that Lin Qianyi won't do anything. He just dealt with that imperial censor's daughter." A gleam of relief flashed in Mu Yue's eyes.

A smile flickered on the corner of Xuanyuan Luoyu's lips, but ridicule floated in his eyes: "Not necessarily, let's go and have a look."

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