goddess above

Chapter 434 I'm Afraid I'll Smash My Hands

Dizziness. Headache
Jing Yu rolled around on the bed several times, and then bumped her head against a certain place. Although it didn't hurt, she still felt a little bit wronged. She curled up and rubbed her head, and forced herself to take a look with one eyelid open.

Hmm. It's honey-colored, very tight, with clear texture and a small pink bean. Looking down, you can see the firm belly half exposed and half-covered in the clothes. Looking up, um, Adam's apple, and then up.
Ming Huai propped his head on his side and looked at her with a smile: "Are you awake? Does it look good?"

She blinked her eyes, as if she hadn't turned her head for a while, stared at Ming Huai and swallowed, suddenly jumped up, pulled up the quilt to cover him tightly, stuck her head out to look out like a thief, but found no one I indented in with confidence.

After pinching him hard, Ming Huai grinned in pain: "What are you pinching me for?"

I know it hurts, but it doesn't look like I'm dazed, dreaming or sleepy.

She called out, "Why are you here?"

Ming Huai kicked off the quilt, and continued to seduce her with his disheveled look: "Is this your attitude when I deliver the goods to your door?"

Jing Yu was silent, and threw herself into his arms obediently, with a sour nose: "I thought you wouldn't come."

She took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, Ming Huai didn't have the slightest ability to resist, rubbing her head was full of warmth: "You asked me what to do if I wanted to break the contract, so I came here."

Jing Yu sniffed: "I really want to break the contract, but I also feel that I am too old, and I am afraid that I will smash my own hands."

Ming Huai didn't reveal her small thoughts, nodded and thought for a while: "Well, this reason also makes sense."

She buried her head and couldn't come out, Ming Huai was also afraid that she would be bored, so he turned over and leaned on her body to let her expose her head.

"Are you done with your work?"

Ming Huai parted the entangled hair of the two, and when she heard her question, he just shook his head slightly: "It's almost the same, the queen doesn't want someone to share the honor of the Queen Mother with her after a hundred years of King Zheng, so she wants to adopt a son who doesn't have a mother and concubine. , and there are only three sons without a concubine, one is my seventh brother, one is me, and the other is a baby who is only a few years old."

Jing Yu thought for him: "Then is your seventh brother a threat to you?"

Ming Huai laughed, leaned down and kissed her: "He's a sick man."

Jing Yu felt relieved, shrank her legs slightly, but suddenly her scalp went numb, and her eyes widened instantly when she looked at Ming Huai: "You..."

Ming Huai blushed, and leaned on her shoulder shyly to hide his face: "I've endured it all night, and even ran to the house several times, and I can't help it."

Jing Yu also blushed: "Then stop lying on top of me, come down."

"I don't." He resolutely refused, and hugged her even tighter: "For the sake of my traveling all the way, can you come here once?"

As he spoke, his voice became quieter, but Jing Yu still frowned: "No, I refuse."

"But I feel bad." As he spoke, he rubbed against Jingyu's ear: "We used to wear clothes on the same bed, but last night it was pajamas, and a thin layer of material was useless at all. , I smelled the fragrance on your body and didn't do anything all night, it's very pitiful."

Jing Yu was silent: "Then you should go outside for a stroll."

She was not as tough as before, and Ming Huai started to germinate again: "You know, if I don't vent for a long time, it will cause great damage to my body. If I endure it too many times, it may be useless."

(End of this chapter)