Go back to the Admiral's youth through the book

Chapter 95 (95) Obediently, whether it hurts or not, she will give him a whir
"Huh..." Xia Ou let out a long breath of relief, and with the movement, the green silk slanted down and wrapped around her hand.

Suddenly, the nose was touched by the tip of the hair, and it was very itchy.

"Ah Choo... Ah Choo... Ah Choo!"

"Ah..." The sneeze came suddenly, unprepared, because the hand was entangled in messy black hair, and he couldn't cover it in time, and the angle of sneezing was facing the admiral.

Ji Cheng: "..."

His face was connected to his chest, and the sudden chill was not over yet, mist-like fine droplets of water fell continuously, just like drizzle.

Under the dim candlelight, the fluff on his face was stained with small drops of sneeze, crystal clear.

For a while, Xia Ou's hands began to sweat.

She raised her head quietly, and her eyes fell into a pair of cold eyes that were dark and bright.

Xia Ou's fair face flushed red with embarrassment.

Ji Cheng's heart was on fire, wishing he could kill the people immediately.

He had never been sprayed by anyone in his past and present lives. He never imagined that he would be sprayed all over his body with his little lady's snot mixed with saliva!
If it was someone else, he would definitely break that person's neck, but he was held back by himself...

The two stared at each other...

Stared for a long time.

Xia Ou raised her white and tender paws and wiped him. It felt a little sticky, probably because the snot was lurking in her saliva, and it came out like a volcanic eruption...

"Puff ~ puff puff... puff puff puff ~" Misfortunes never come singly, I drank too much soy milk, just digested it now, and it turned into gas and was discharged from the body...

She said dryly, "If my husband is angry, why don't Xiaoou let you spray it back?

Forget it, even if my husband farts and kills me, Xiao Ou has no complaints..."

The smell of fart is a bit stringy, and it goes straight to the brain.

She waved her little hand to spread the smell away.

For a while, the smell became even stronger, and it didn't last long.

Ji Cheng spread his face and stared at her coldly.

This little thing was caught by him, how can he still be so confident?
The little lady's calves were bent, her eyebrows were lowered, and the candlelight shrouded her face dimly. The side profile was soft and she looked cute, but those eyes were wandering around, and she didn't know what to think.

Xia Ou wailed weakly in her heart.

Dog man, is this becoming angry from embarrassment?
She doesn't care about being sprayed back by him, why is he so pretentious when he is a big man?
Beautiful men are hypocritical!

She felt that she was suppressed everywhere, which was really pitiful.

He sniffed aggrievedly, and the quilt was stained with the faint scent of soap locust on his body.

Maybe it was suppressed for too long, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, she decided to fight back...

"Crack!" Xia Ou kicked off her shoes

"Husband... don't be angry... Be good!" Xia Ou leaned towards him, with a small arm resting on his chest, and her cheek resting on his shoulder.

As if looking for a comfortable sleeping position, she propped her calf forward and rubbed her little head.

Anyway, the chest was covered with her own saliva, and she didn't dislike it.

Ji Cheng wanted to raise his hand to push her away, but the little lady entangled her even tighter.

"Husband...husband..." Xia Ou called softly.

"Hmph..." Ji Cheng had a headache and rested his arms on his forehead.

What kind of woman did he marry?
Simply one in a million...

A cunning flashed in Xia Ou's eyes, and he was secretly proud.

Hmph, can't he be cured by a small one?
Suddenly, the admiral lowered his bent legs.

Xia Ou's movement of propping her legs on him was unsteady, her legs and elbows bent, and she fell firmly into his arms.

"hiss!"

The angle of her attack was still some distance away from the face of Lord Admiral, but out of courage, she tried her best to change an angle from the air, and hit his thin lips squarely.

Xia Ou took a bite out of retaliation, held back a smile, and said, "Oh my husband, tell me how wonderful this fate is...

Hey, why are you still bleeding?

Obediently, does it hurt, let me give you a whirr?
Look at your thin lips... Tsk tsk, it's even tenderer than that little white face! "

Ji Cheng: "..." Is he a jerk?

He licked his numb lips and tasted a bit of blood.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

He tilted his head and twisted his head to look at the past, his calm mask was almost torn off.

The pitch-black eyes were as deep as a cold abyss, staring at the culprit who caused the evil in the dark.

After careful examination, there was a faint glare in the bottom of his eyes, as if he was going to eat her skin and bones in the next moment.

He has to carefully consider whether to turn her into a quiet wife in the previous life.

Xia Ou met the admiral's gaze, and her heart shuddered.

In an instant, the courage that had been inflated by accident shrank back again.

She rolled, rolled off of him, rolled up the quilt to cover her head, and curled up neatly into a small hillock.

She bit the corner of the quilt timidly.

Xia Ou, what are you doing?

Want to suppress Lord Admiral?
Did you forget that when he killed someone, he was so ruthless? !

Ji Cheng's thin lips were broken, and a drop of blood oozed out, and he wiped it away with his thumb.

Looking at her shrunk under the quilt, she looks cowardly.

He raised his hand to press the brow bone, and sighed softly, but there was an unconscious pampering hidden in his eyes.

Fingers twirling blood, the desire to eliminate harm for the people is eager to try, and is about to break out, and unexpectedly thinks of the sweetness that was just touched and separated.

Forget it, I have worked so hard to marry him, so I can't beat him in the face!
Besides, this little thing is always wrong...

After all, he didn't murder his own husband, and he is not a tyrannical character.

He pulled down the quilt covering her face, pressed it on her chest, and pressed the corner of the quilt again.

With a palm wind, the candle was extinguished and a wisp of smoke came out.

Feeling the admiral lying beside her, Xia Ou froze all over.

The small arms and calves are well-behaved and dare not move.

But after a while, drowsiness struck, and the mentality that had been braced up slowly faded away.

She unknowingly succumbed to her sleepiness...

"Paji!" Xia Ou was so hot that he kicked off the quilt, put one calf on Ji Cheng's crotch, and rubbed it to find a soft position.

Ji Cheng: "..."

Too much!

She refused to consummate the house, but took advantage of him?

Before he could pull Xia Ou's calf off.

Xia Ou leaned lazily on his shoulder again.

The little face is sleeping pink, and the sleeping position is irregular, but the sleeping face is pitiful for no reason.

"Pie Doudou...Pie Rourou..." In the dream, she murmured indistinctly.

The corner of Ji Cheng's lips twitched.

Also eat peas...

Is the serial little fart not enough?

I don't think he even smelled the fart smell of Emperor Daoren.

"My husband, so handsome... so handsome..." Xia Ou groaned for a moment, and then dreamed again.

In an instant, the corners of Ji Cheng's lips curled up slightly, and he gently spread his arms, wrapping the delicate body in his arms.

In fact, my little lady is not difficult to raise except for the occasional weirdness...

Xia Ou's daily flattering homework has risen to a strategic battle, and she never forgets to review it even in her dreams...

(End of this chapter)