Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 162 When Mother Cried and Begged for Mercy

The backyard of Heyuzhai is very elegant.

In the wide courtyard, on the fence covered with loofahs and bean pods, the green leaves are showered in the warm sunshine, giving people a sense of beauty and tranquility.

There are three bright small rooms, and the smoke from cooking slowly rises from the roof.

Jun Beicheng had already changed into home clothes, standing in front of the stove, cutting vegetables, and pulling the bellows at the bottom of the pot from time to time.

It was already evening when Fuling got dressed and came out of the house. She looked at Jun Beicheng's serious face with a resentful face, and she was "tortured" by someone without any temper.

Especially the waist, which was uncomfortable during pregnancy, but now the lower back is even more sore.

Thinking of the scene at noon, her ears felt hot, her toes were red to her hair, and she secretly gave Jun Beicheng an adjective of a well-dressed beast.

Jun Beicheng raised his eyes, and saw that she was looking at him coldly with her back supported, like a kitten whose hair was blown but had to be held on fire.

He couldn't help laughing low.

After three months of pregnancy, it is possible to have intercourse. Ever since she had little Ari, he has not bullied her like this for a long time.

Seeing that Fuling stood still for a long while, Jun Beicheng patted the place beside him and signaled her to come over.

She still didn't move, seeing Jun Beicheng's deep eyes focused on her own eyes, and remembering that she was so hungry, she could only adjust her mood and walked towards Jun Beicheng.

"How did you sleep?"

Jun Beicheng continued to chop vegetables, his voice was as mellow as wine, and he was not in a hurry.

Fu Ling lowered her eyes, ignored him with a cold snort, picked a washed cucumber from the stove and ate it.

"It seems that I haven't fed you enough yet." Jun Beicheng's words meant something, Fu Ling understood, and his cheeks were burning hot.

"Stop talking," she was slightly annoyed, she raised her hand and beat him on the shoulder, and didn't stop until she let out her anger, "Just bully me for being unable to move, so I can't beat you."

"Not at all."

The corners of Jun Beicheng's lips curled up. He had a masochistic physique. The more she beat him, the happier he was.

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Fu Ling was tired from beating, so she stopped talking to Jun Beicheng, and picked up the cucumber to eat, making crisp and pleasant chewing sounds.

Seeing that it was getting late, he patted her on the head to stop teasing her, and continued to chop vegetables, asking softly, "What soup do you want to drink?"

"It's still tomato soup, sour and delicious."

She didn't want to make trouble with her own stomach, she leaned next to Jun Beicheng and looked at the vegetables on the stove, pointed at the carrots he was cutting, and curled her lips: "I don't want this, but you can cook it yourself and eat it yourself."

Seeing that she was a picky eater, Jun Beicheng picked up another carrot and cut it up, saying, "My son wants to eat carrots, so of course the father will give it to him."

"You both chatted in front of me, when did he say that?"

"When his mother was crying and begging for mercy just now." Jun Beicheng lowered his head, and his thin lips touched her earbones ambiguously. Fuling felt a numb feeling across her spine, stretched her limp lower back, and her ears were red took a slice.

In the breath, there is the masculine breath of Jun Beicheng mixed with ambergris, calm and introverted, full of a strong sense of oppression.

Fu Ling avoided Jun Beicheng's tricky lips in her ear, and looked up at him: "I really regret finding such a dishonest father for Ari."

Jun Beicheng couldn't help laughing. He stood up straight and cut the carrots into thin strips. He looked like a gentleman again: "There is a lot of smoke here. Go outside and wait for a while. The food will be ready soon."

Fuling angry, he finally pushed Jun Beicheng, rubbed his back and walked out.

(End of this chapter)