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

Chapter 37 Assimilation Time Traveling
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When passing through the [railing board], Wang Xuan was clutching the [waist ribbon] in a daze, and when he didn't pay attention, he slipped and fell like that [dog chewing shit].

During the process, he was almost hit by [the corner of the table] breaking his nose, but fortunately he was blocked by an elbow in time to survive.

"so close…"

Mostly, it rolls to the bed and makes a few [dong dong dong] linkage sounds, and then knocks down the coffee table that is posed on the table.

As the porcelain shattered one after another, like the black notes in the piano, it triggered [buzzing] three or two ups and downs in the head.

Muttering to himself, shouting "It hurts..."

Wang Xuan supported his [buttocks] and [waist] which were hit critically, making a [frowning] expression.

Try to guess whether God is punishing myself for the idea of ​​[creating seven wolves].

He cursed secretly in his heart, while pressing his palm on the cold and thin wooden panel.

I can't tell whether I'm refreshing or cool even through the [excess wind]...

Remember "it's for [Wang Shiyu]'s girdle..."

His two hands are stuck to the bones, and the movement of bending his waist easily is also extremely difficult.

Squinting eyes, [light color] is all under the eyebrows.

"Pink, red, blue, green..."

Wang Xuan subconsciously lay flat on the wooden panel, his arms unconsciously too lazy to entangle with that strange gravity again.

"Hey…"

A few not small [water droplets] fell on his face, and the clearly visible sun was being eroded madly by a round of black.

At the same time, there are other things that gradually become clear, such as the table legs next to the ears and the colorful [murals] on the ceiling.

The pupils dilated extra, only to realize that there was a person lying on top of the body.

The [ribbon] that was tied around his waist before is still in Wang Xuan's hands.

[Wang Shiyu] was violently dragged to the ground, and felt that his waist was about to be strangled.

"Hey…"

She also frowned at Wang Xuan in a strenuous tone.

Two [hands] that look like [long pillars] are supported on the ground on the left and right, and a head is stuffed in the middle——[Wang Xuan].

"Put your hands away..."

Wang Xuan shook his head in horror after hearing this, he didn't know that he was holding the [ribbon] in the palm of his hand so that Wang Shiyu had nowhere to go.

Thought it was the [touch between men and women] produced by [Bi Dong] that angered her, he stuck to the wooden surface and waited quietly, like a hamster whose tail was roasted by fire, sad alone.

As long as she stood up, she would definitely run away.

"There's one more thing I didn't say..."

Wang Xuan thought about it, completely forgetting that the [ribbon] was still tightly fastened on his index finger.

Out of politeness, he raised his eyebrows at Wang Shiyu, "OK?" What he wanted to say was yes, but he was out of breath in the next second.

At first, the lifting distance was high enough, and Wang Shiyu was looking at the afternoon sun.

Her forehead and sideburns were completely illuminated, and the overflowing sweat only increased, and some even fell on Wang Xuan's face, causing him to wink.

She thought that after he loosened the [ribbon], he signaled to herself that she could take a break.

Take a deep breath, the severe [waist sprain] is really painful, but compared to the image of [the two are embarrassed] [Bi Dong], she is not suitable to look at [Wang Xuan] for a long time like this.

"Kangdang..."

The whole person's lower back was tilted at exactly 45 degrees. Her waist did not scream in pain, but her buttocks pouted first and then fell down very quickly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xuan didn't even realize that the [ribbon] was in his palm.

He stared blankly at Wang Shiyu lingering on his body motionless, and he felt a slight numbness that made his thighs tremble slightly.

Her face flushed slightly, she looked down at the [ribbon] pinched to death by Wang Xuan's index finger and couldn't stop.

"what you do…"

He wanted to ask a question, but he quickly let go of his fingers when he realized that he was wrong.

The blue gauze scarf tied with [ribbon] is like Wang Shiyu, clinging to itself although there is no [any] special button and shackle, but it refuses to get off even if it is life and death.

He tilted his head and looked down, perhaps because he was [nervous] when he was stared at by Wang Shiyu, so he unconsciously tied up a dozen circles.

Wang Shiyu was so embarrassed that she couldn't even twist her waist now. She wanted to help, but sitting on Wang Xuan's body, her butt could do nothing but feel warm.

"At the very least, as long as you don't make trouble and don't think about it..."

She tried to look up and look at the various [patterns] on the wall like a normal person.

With the feeling of twisting [squeak], it's like swinging on a swing...

Only with such fantasies can Wang Shiyu relax.

When Wang Xuan couldn't reach her, she had to bend down to cooperate vigorously, enduring the pain in her lower back, "I will never ask you to tie my belt again..."

She was talking to herself indignantly, but there was still something [feeling] that she couldn't express.

Especially when Wang Xuan put his left hand across her, she could clearly recognize his nervous look.

Even though the image of the two is particularly embarrassing, the inexplicable [joke] made her farther and farther away from the [feeling of restraint].

Speaking of which, Wang Xuan really blushed, and couldn't help feeling timid.

And that kind of strange [timidity] is the result of living in the [woman's] body functions for a long time without being interacted with all the time.

No matter whether he is [Her Royal Highness] or [Her Majesty Queen], he cannot leave the [identity] of [woman] to breathe and live, just like menstruation comes back again and again.

"He himself came once two days ago..."

The impact of the blood color on him was particularly flustered. Although the impression was not very lethal, he never thought that he would be destined to evolve into a [woman] in [this journey] just because he became a [woman] through time travel. right…

Wang Xuan fiddled vigorously with his left hand. When he untied the [ribbon] the size of hemp rope tied around his fingers, he felt so happy in his heart.

He choked his throat, and the cool wind rushed through his trachea.

"So hot…"

He slumped on the ground weakly and stretched his extremely sore palms, lifted them up in the air, and hovered high for a while before slowly lowering them down.

His lower abdomen didn't lose any weight. Just when Wang Xuan straightened his neck and wanted to look at Wang Shiyu through the light, his forehead was deliberately poked on the ground by his index finger.

He bent his eyebrows in a daze to look for the dazzling sun in the sky outside the window, and the white teeth of his ruddy lips showed a small part, as if saying "It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."

He didn't open his lips, but he subconsciously closed his eyes and let the cold wind howl in the air. He liked the slight smell of fragrance from the tip of his nose.

"Boom..."

Wang Shiyu put his hand on his sharp chin and kissed him lightly. The moment Wang Xuan opened his eyes, he was completely shocked by this scene.

I saw Wang Shiyu's eyes were erratic, and she stood up abruptly like she was the [victim of the loss].

Putting his index finger against his lips, he was surprised again.

"What's wrong with me…"

(End of this chapter)