Chapter 365

Xiao Wanwan looked into Emperor Jiawen's concerned eyes, and her nose felt sour. She pinched her palm and tried to show a sweet smile. : "The concubine took too many supplements when she was pregnant, and the nourishing prescriptions from the Tai Hospital have never stopped after giving birth. The concubine's waist is more than half thick, and if I take a little less, I'm afraid it will take a long time." Even more mellow than Chuchu."

Only then did Emperor Jiawen's expression soften, and his tone still contained a hint of reprimand: "Is it because of this that you don't eat?"

Xiao Wanwan tilted her head, her eyes were slightly rounded, and her expression was serious: "Isn't this a big deal? Body is important. Would the emperor be willing to touch his thick and strong waist?"

Emperor Jiawen sighed, twisted her nose, and said earnestly, "A son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a husband doesn't think his wife is strong. What I want is your safety and health." He reached out and touched Xiao Wanwan's hand. Waist, "If it's thicker, it's thicker. It's comfortable to touch if it's soft. I'm not such a superficial person."

Xiao Wanwan couldn't hold back her smile, her brows and eyes were all bent: "Isn't the emperor a person who likes beauty?"

Emperor Jiawen pursed his lips: "Could it be that in your heart, I am a person who lusts after beauty?"

Xiao Wanwan thought about it seriously for a while, and Emperor Jiawen looked at her serious and contemplative appearance, his heart felt itchy as if scratched by a tiny feather.

Only Xiao Wanwan can relieve his itch.

Emperor Jiawen couldn't help poking her waist, causing Xiao Wanwan to laugh and struggle.

She was out of breath laughing: "...in the hearts of the concubines, the emperor, the emperor does have some desire for beauty," she grabbed Emperor Jiawen's finger, and the corners of her eyes were a little teary from laughing. Red, her eyes are like a lake of broken stars, shining brightly: "When the concubine first entered the palace, the emperor was very unrestrained, often making the concubine unable to sleep at night, and waking up in the morning with back pain, What is this if it’s not lust for beauty?”

Emperor Jiawen lowered his head and took advantage of the opportunity to bite Xiao Wanwan's lips: "I only do this to you."

Xiao Wanwan was stunned for a while, her eyes drooped, covering the complex look in her eyes, and she asked casually: "Then what does the emperor think of Xue Tao's beauty?"

Emperor Jiawen's face became ugly, and the Qi Nian that had been aroused by Xiao Wanwan in his heart seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water: "It's very good, what is she doing?"

"Sister Xue Tao is beautiful, and she is fifteen or sixteen years old. Her appearance is more beautiful than the peach blossoms on the mountain. Is it true that the emperor is not tempted?"

"She's not pretty."

Xiao Wanwan's eyes widened in surprise: "The emperor really thinks Xue Tao is not good-looking?"

"Not as good as someone."

Xiao Wanwan grabbed the fabric of his chest with her fingers, looked up at him blankly.

"The sea is too difficult to be water." Emperor Jiawen's expression was a bit twitchy. He was an emperor after all. For him, the women in the harem came and went as soon as they were called. Talk about love?
He looked at Xiao Wanwan's moist eyes and slightly pink face, and his heart moved.

He suddenly wanted to tell her all the love stories in the world, and wanted to use all the beautiful words on Xiao Wanwan to please her.

As for other women, it has nothing to do with him even if they are born like a fairy, his mind has long been occupied by the woman in front of him, and he can no longer tolerate other people.

(End of this chapter)

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