Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 36 I'm Afraid of Being [Wall Dong]
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There was the sound of wind in the corridor, and the sun with the backlight gradually emerged from the clouds and mist.

Wang Shiyu stood on tiptoe and sat on the head of the bed quietly looking up at the ceiling.

Those [Bafang patterns] are [pictures] that have never existed before with [Ping Yongguo].

Pieces of flowers came into view, like [white doves] flying all over the sky waving [brown wood color] wings indulgently.

Even the murals in the [imperial palace bedroom] of the Southern Song Dynasty are full of [beautiful scenery] from [from ancient times to the present].

She didn't realize that the [sharp] in the wind outside the door was brought in by [someone].

Wang Shiyu lay flat on the bed, her body was slightly tilted, and the whole [pants waist] was still drooping.

There is a cool breeze on the ground and the sun is shining.

"It seems that the hair on the legs has been blown up..." She stretched out her hand and scratched her thigh.

"Men in [Pingyong Country] have to have [shaving surgery] [every three to five]."

She remained silent, staring intently at the [mural] on a high place.

She didn't know when the calf was [itching] again and again, she rubbed it repeatedly, her mouth was puckered up, even if she didn't have leg hair, she tried not to disturb her [rest] next time.

"I'm so tired..."

There was a [swish] on her [kidney], as if accidentally pricked by a silver needle.

In a trance, his eyes turned [pale white], and the side of the room was instantly filled with the feeling of [refreshing] and [scorching sun].

"It's the sun and the breeze..."

She naturally placed her hands on the thighs that were vertical to the ground, while her waist was folded at [ninety degrees] and leaned against the [bed head] motionless.

"So hot…"

Her lips are a little chapped, "maybe it's because of [over rewarding myself] just now..."

She stood up, and a dark figure was [close to me] with her.

Subconsciously, she quickly squatted down and hid under the table. Before repeatedly confirming that her [shirt] was not exposed, she realized that she was now a [man]...

"[The trousers fell]..." Wang Shiyu didn't intend to stand up and mention it.

If people see him like this, they may think he is a [rogue and rascal].

"Uh-huh…"

She glanced at the [black shadow] standing calmly at the wooden door, and it seemed that the guy [had come early].

"Could it be that he, like himself, took all the [embarrassing things] she did just now as a kind of [alternative appreciation]?"

Wang Shiyu inexplicably said [Killing Heart], but after a moment of hesitation, the black shadow finally spoke.

"Yuan Sheng..."

She listened carefully and clearly, and she didn't feel cursing in her heart.

"Your Highness, don't come here..."

She shouted in confusion, barely seeing the familiar outline through the gap.

Not long after, the position where the door sipped the wind gradually gave a response.

"Oh…"

"Turn your head away..." Wang Shiyu said calmly.

"When I was taking a nap, I took off all my clothes because of [the weather]..."

Wang Xuan listened to [um], and did not [behave] as she imagined in her mind.

"Are you taking a nap?" Wang Shiyu slowly stood up and looked around, and replied casually after confirming that there was no outsider.

"Yes…"

He looked around and let out a "tsk tsk tsk..." disgust.

"how?"

She smoothed the elastic on the waistband of her trousers, looking down at the light blue [belt] under the bed.

That [thing] is like a [ray of light], more [real] than [Lafayette].

"found it…"

Wang Shiyu curled up and struggled to get it out.

Just a small sentence in a soft voice, by mistake, Wang Xuan heard [found] as "Turn around..."

When she stood up and bowed her waist, her whole face was full of peach blossoms, and she happened to meet Wang Xuan's eyes, and the [spirit and ghost] in her eye sockets couldn't tell.

"Hey!"

She rudely issued a deterrent that only belonged to [men], compared to the [slight] panting in the past, it was unavoidable to cheer people up.

Wang Xuan also didn't show her any affection at all, and restrained his [shocked] expression in time.

Squinting towards her, "The [sunshine] at noon is more disorienting than all the [nights] in dreams..."

He strolled to Wang Shiyu's eyes, looked up at the [woman] who was [a head and a half taller] than him, and was also very calm.

Wang Xuan didn't want to call her [Yuan Sheng] directly in the next second.

But after thinking about it, [Wang Xuan] would not call her by her real name: [Wang Shiyu].

“[Wang Shiyu] will be buried forever, like an unexpected colorful snow at night, and countless renovations of the soil will forever occupy [the first peak].”

"what are you doing?"

Wang Shiyu backed away for a moment, his face slightly flustered, and the rude tone of the last second quickly [sinked into the bottom of the sea].

Wang Xuan glanced at the [waist ribbon] tightly held by her hand, and looked at her puzzled.

In her eyes are the [flare] of black pearls, the [feathers] of the [phoenix tail] on the side, and the layers of [incomparable] and [extremely eye-catching] [golden yellow robe] on the back, I don’t know what it is what happened.

"Let me tie it for you..."

He caressed the [belt] that Wang Shiyu was holding to death, with [wind] and [light] in his palm.

Wang Shiyu said softly, "No need..."

In fact, her eyes are deserted, as if a person has [lived a thousand years].

Even at a certain moment it is colder than a [woman] who [stays alone in the boudoir], and even more unreasonable than an [emperor] who [sits alone on the throne] [fights for many years].

"Yuan Sheng..."

He raised his hand slowly and poked [Wang Shiyu]'s heart, the beating feeling really [stopped for a second].

"Om..."

She was deaf at first, as if she had been flicked by [pattern] firecrackers, so she couldn't hear clearly.

"Yuan Sheng..."

She imitated [Wang Xuan] with her lips and muttered in her heart again.

The pattering rain soaked her [innocence], she lived [in the sun], [under the spring sun] but she was a little indifferent.

"It's back to that day..."

Wang Shiyu's palm loosened the [waist ribbon] she was holding firmly, and the light blue apron made her struggle and [nausea].

Wang Xuan stared at it for a long time. He put his index finger against his heart and replaced it with his palm.

"Your heart beats like a [dead man's]..."

Wang Shiyu didn't understand his [original intention], but held his trouser waist with both hands, quietly waiting for [him] to [tie the waist rope] for her.

Wang Xuan tried his best to tie it all at once, lest [this woman] look down on him.

It's just that the arms are thin and [short], and it's obviously not [the way] for him to fiddle with them.

"Wouldn't it be better if you start [binding] later?"

She lowered her head and said indifferently, Wang Xuan weighed the three-meter-long [waist ribbon] in his hand and didn't realize [the ancient people are really troublesome]...

"If I can create [the belt], can it reduce people's burden, and it can also be like [Septwolves], not only practical, but even thinking about it makes [children] feel that [the buttocks are falling apart] ]…”

Wang Xuan pondered, "Since it is for [Student Yunyun], of course he is obliged..."

"After all, ancient China was dominated by [rulers], and the market for [seven wolves] is quite large..."

While thinking, he helped Wang Shiyu tie his belt, thinking [in his mind].

Inadvertently, the master [Long Skirt] stepped on the ground and fell on his back.

When he opened his eyes again, everyone fell to the ground but was facing [Wang Shiyu].

He thought [he had the upper hand and beat others], but unexpectedly, he was being attracted by her [against the wall]...

(End of this chapter)