Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 149 Taking Care of the Pregnant Wife
Such a man is not suitable for that kind of place.

"One pair for life people……?"

Mo Zicheng lowered his head and muttered, a little dazed.

She said this twice, if the previous one was a lie, then he admitted that he believed it now, really believed it.

Because of a lie, the more it is emphasized, the more it will become true.

"Ah."

Yin Qing looked at her with a smile and nodded.

She not only talked, but also acted. Hasn't he seen her actions for so long?

Mo Zicheng stared at the golden clear soup in the bowl, pursed his lips, "Dungeon..."

For some reason, the dungeon cell was arranged that way, and she wasn't surprised at all that she had a child with him.

It's not that he didn't think it was Yin Yu, but Yin Yu couldn't do that.

He had an intuition that it was Yin Qing.

Mo Zicheng looked at Yin Qing without blinking, and sure enough, he saw a flash of panic in her eyes.

For a moment, I felt like I had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, and I didn't know what to think.

"It's you."

Hearing this, Yin Qing was embarrassed for a moment, and the exposed pink glow appeared on her face.

"Go ahead."

Mo Zicheng took a sip of the soup, and cast a casual glance at her,
On the calm lake, it seems that many stones have fallen into it at the same time, stirring up layers of white flowers.

Yin Qing's smile froze on her face, she rubbed her nose awkwardly, and said vaguely: "Just arrange it a little bit."

She had followed him to the capital when he entered the prison, but unfortunately, her body had not healed from the cold poison, and she had been staying in the Yiwang Mansion for two days to recuperate. The former Lord Chen told her that if she went in the future, then he would not She treated the cold poison, but she still came.

And she also endured and endured, and then went to the dungeon to get those for him, but she couldn't help herself, she couldn't be by her side, this was her most regrettable thing.

He was already weak, and he had been in a damp and dark place like a dungeon for a long time, not only the child, but even himself would have problems.

That's why she did it.

Before she recovered, she couldn't let him know that she was following him.

Hearing Yin Qing's words, Mo Zicheng's face darkened slightly.

Just arrange it a little bit?
"Then I don't know where the prince's 'slightly arranged' is arranged?"

He purposely accentuated these four words in order to see her embarrassment.

Sure enough, as he expected, Yin Qing immediately showed a look of embarrassment, hanging her head and not knowing how to answer.

Immediately, she was displeased, climbed onto the bed where Mo Zicheng was lying, rolled around and around, and said rascally: "Don't ask, don't ask!"

On Mo Zicheng Juechen's face, layers of frost suddenly cracked, the corners of his mouth froze, looking helplessly at her childlike movements, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Okay, don't ask, don't get lost."

He wanted to laugh when he saw her like this.

After getting the answer she thought of, Yin Qing got up from the bed with a jerk, a playful smile appeared on her lips, she leaned close to him, leaned on his shoulder shamelessly, closed her eyes comfortably, and said He also murmured, "It's much easier to sleep here."

After finishing speaking, two red clouds appeared on Mo Zicheng's face, the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, his body froze, his eyes were complicated, but the corners of his eyes were bent, looking at her head leaning on his shoulder , the slender fingers raised her head, and the long body got up and got out of the bed with lightning speed.

It's not the first time he's seen her playful face, but it's the first time like this now.

Who would have thought that the warm and jade-like, indifferent and elegant Lord Mu of Dongcan Kingdom would have such an appearance.

But, there's no denying that he... loved it.

"city."

Yin Qing looked at his back and mourned for a moment, then got out of bed without saying a word.

His eyes looked straight at him picking up the teapot and pouring himself a cup of tea, he picked up the silver chopsticks and began to taste the meal.

He didn't look at her in his eyes, and turned his face away, he just concentrated on tasting the food.

This made Yin Qing very unhappy.

Are these dishes as good as hers?

Can she talk to these dishes?
Do these dishes have the love she has for him?
(End of this chapter)