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Chapter 1422 Little Pudding, Husband Calls You Home 139 Are you happy?I will never be needed again.

The matter of the antibody had progressed, Qing Xiaomo was overjoyed, and gave Xiberry an excellent jade bracelet that she had been wearing on her wrist for a long time.

It is said that it was once worn by an extremely beautiful royal daughter-in-law in England, and it is priceless.

Liang Mojian Xibing likes it very much, crossing his arms around his chest and fanning the flames coolly: "You can think clearly, my mother has always prepared this bracelet for her future daughter-in-law, you take it, and you can get it later Be my daughter-in-law and be beaten every day and starve every day.”

Xiberry dismissed his threats, and happily touched the slippery table: "Don't say that all the men in the world are dead girls, I won't marry you, if I really marry you, only you will be beaten For the sake of starvation."

Want to tame her?Let's make his big dream of spring and autumn.

When the two were still bickering, Pudding and Mu Bufan had already gone upstairs.

To be exact, it was Mu Bufan who went upstairs, and Pudding followed him.

He didn't seem to be in a good condition, and he hardly spoke much. After returning to the bedroom, he went into the bathroom, and it took more than 40 minutes to come out.

Pudding sat by the bay window and ate some fruit. After seeing him coming out, he ignored him and went to bed. After thinking about it, he leaned over: "Aren't you happy?"

The man closed his eyes, and pushed her little head away from her with his fingers: "Tired, don't bother me."

Pudding's head was pushed back a little by him, and he turned his back to him, frowned, and grabbed his shoulder with his little hand to pull him back: "Don't turn your back on me, even though your back is very Handsome, but the front face looks better, what a waste if you turn your back on me, why don't you let me look at it for a while longer?"

As he spoke, he rested his chin on his little hand and began to appreciate it seriously.

Mu Bufan seemed to be disturbed by her and had no intention of resting. Zhan Zhan's black eyes locked her fair face: "Are you happy? You won't need me anymore, you can live a healthy life."

I won't be needed anymore.

Pudding blinked his eyes and looked serious: "Why? You are my husband. Without you, I feel flustered, tearful, can't eat well, can't sleep, how can I live well?"

"..."

You are my husband.

But my husband.

Husband...

I don't know who I learned from, but the sultry love talk is a set, accompanied by a soft and soft voice, as good as it sounds.

Although there was a lot of exaggeration, but the mood that had been gloomy for the morning suddenly let in a little light.

Only then did Mu Bufan reluctantly lift the quilt, and even his voice became softer several times unconsciously: "Is it cold outside? Come in?"

It's not cold, but it's definitely not as warm as her Xiao Fanfan's arms.

Pudding kicked off the obstructing shoes almost immediately, and got in two or three times. The man's waist was lean and strong, and his body temperature was just right, so he felt extra secure in his arms.

She pressed her little head against his chest, and sighed contentedly: "Little brother smells really good, like mint ice cream."

Mu Bufan snorted, and buried his long fingers into her black hair, as if he was really tired.

Pudding stopped talking, and obediently let him follow his hair.

……

Xi Berry came over with a plate of fruit. She wanted to go shopping with Pudding, but when she opened the door, she found that the young couple had embraced each other and slept soundly and sweetly.

(End of this chapter)