Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 209 Master Wen: My wife always questioned me
Putting Wuyao on the bed, Wen Tao took a towel and prepared to wipe his hair.

Fifth Yao looked at him, took the towel from his hand, "Come here."

She patted the seat next to her and motioned Wen Tao to sit down, and she helped him dry his hair.

Wen Tao obediently sat beside her, with his head slightly lowered, "It's a pity, madam has seen me when I was young, but I haven't seen madam when I was young."

Hearing his deliberate words, Wuyao's eyes lit up with a smile, but it was only for a moment, fleeting.

"It's quite a pity." Even she herself doesn't remember what it was like when she was a child, let alone Wen Tao.

After speaking, Fifth Yao knelt on the bed, took a towel and gently wiped Wen Tao's hair.

The distance between the two is very close, Wuyao raised his hands and feet, and the fragrance from his body poured into Wen Tao's nostrils, deadly and tempting.

It is not an artificial fragrance, but an innate fragrance that comes with the body.

Wen Tao's nose is extremely sensitive to all kinds of smells, but he has nowhere to attack Wuyao's faint body fragrance.

It is like the cold and elegant fragrance of plum blossoms blooming proudly in the winter snow, and it is like the refreshing and bitterness of green bamboo in the mountain stream after spring. It also has the refreshing fragrance of mint and lemon in the scorching summer, and also has the elegance of autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom. Pleasant...

There are four seasons, but Wen Tao knows that it is far from that, it seems to include all the tastes of this world, but they do not conflict, each with its own coquettishness and charm.

Putting his hands on Fifth Yao's waist, he squeezed them slightly, Wen Tao's voice was slightly hoarse: "Madam saw me when I was a child, why don't I remember that I saw Madam?"

Gently wiping her hair, Wuyao leaned closer and smelled the unique scent from Wen Tao's hair, "It's fine if you don't remember, but it's not a pleasant memory after all."

On the day he saw her, it was his family of three who had a car accident and their parents died.

Such a painful memory, not remembering, not remembering, is the best.

Once thinking about the past, the pain is like the unscrupulous and crazy extension of the vine, and it's okay not to remember.

Holding the hand tightly on Fifth Yao's waist, Wen Tao's eyes turned red, and his voice was hoarse and low: "When will Madam give birth to a son and a half for me?"

After receiving the certificate with his wife for so long, there seems to be no further development other than kissing and hugging.

After drying her hair, Wuyao folded the towel and put it on the bedside table, and held Wen Tao's face in her thin white hands, "When the grievances and entanglements between Mr.

At least not now.

Looking at Wen Tao vaguely, Wuyao couldn't bear to hit him, but said: "Sir, the most urgent thing is to take good care of your body."

The implication is that you can't do it, and she is afraid that she will stop halfway through the practice of husband and wife with a sick body, that would be so boring.

"Yaoyao." He called her, no longer his wife, but his name, "Your husband, I am a sick child, but I won't be so sick that you suspect that I can't do it."

Hearing this, Wu Wuyao laughed, and with a push, directly pushed Wen Tao down on the bed.

She leaned over and sat on him, leaning over with her red lips brushing against his very light color.

"Sir, did you see that? The person being crushed is you, sir, not me."

After saying that, Wu Wuyao didn't give Wen Tao a chance to catch her, and got up and got out of bed quickly and neatly.

Looking at Wen Tao who was lying on the bed, Wuyao's voice was pure and charming: "Sir, you can't neglect the health of the next generation for the sake of having a good time.

I don't want our baby to be a sick child like you after he is born, always being rejected by his future wife. "

'Cough cough', Wen Tao couldn't hold back anymore, he lay on the bed and coughed.

Helplessly, Fifth Yao sat on the edge of the bed and patted him on the back to comfort him, "Look, just say a few words and cough like this, when the real desire and passion are strong, why don't you move and cough, What a disappointment."

Wen Tao: "..."

(End of this chapter)