Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

But she couldn't tell Dongfang Yunheng like this, otherwise the man who was so stubborn would definitely say that she disliked him, so she turned her eyes back to stare at his face, patted his cheek lightly with her hand, and said softly : "Be good, be obedient, husband, go to the bathroom and take a cold shower."

Dongfang Yunheng's body hung in the air above her, and he tried his best not to let himself down, but he didn't really withdraw and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

"Honey, I've been very good since I found out that you were pregnant. I haven't come to touch you. I miss you very much at night. I want you so much that my hands are soft."

Fang Xiao was confused by Dongfang Yunheng at this moment, and he didn't understand the direct relationship between his wanting her and his soft hands.

However, after being stunned for a few seconds, she finally came to her senses, so her face flushed and she became angry from embarrassment. She grabbed his pillow and threw it at Dongfang Yunheng who was still hanging on her body: "You rascal..."

To Dongfang Yunheng, the pillow was a cotton bomb, and it had no threat at all. He directly reached out to catch the pillow, then looked at the woman under him and asked confidently, "Do you still want me to continue to be soft?"

Looking at Dongfang Yunheng's upright and confident face, Fang Xiao couldn't help feeling a little sympathy in his heart, thinking that when he misses himself, he can only use his hands

However, as soon as he thought of this, he was completely shattered by the self-mutilation scene performed by Gu Chenchen when he kidnapped his younger brother 20 days ago.

"Hehe, you think I can think of soft hands, so you made the child in Ms. Gu's stomach with your hands? It seems that Mr. Dongfang's hands can indeed replace a certain function, can't they?"

"That time...it doesn't count..." Dongfang Yunheng hesitated for a moment, and then replied very calmly, as if he really did it with his hands that time.

Doesn't count?Fang Xiao didn't understand the meaning of his words all of a sudden, and couldn't help asking: "Why doesn't it count?"

It's not that she doesn't feel sorry for him, nor does she dislike him. After all, his iron pillar is her life's blessing. She and him are both married. In this life, dealing with this hot iron pillar is indispensable.

But, this kind of thing also needs to talk about the right time, place and people, okay?

In her current situation, she couldn't ignore the baby in her stomach for his baby, could she?Which baby is more important? ? ? ? ?

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The bunch of ellipses made the fans angry, and they couldn't help asking loudly: "Dongfang Yunheng, what do you mean? We've been chasing the text for a long time, why did we close the screen curtains at the critical moment? Let us see the most critical and exciting place?"

Dongfang Yunheng said with a bitter face and aggrieved: "Please calm down, I didn't close the curtains, I was wholeheartedly talking to Fang Xiao. I really don't know about closing the curtains. You have to Ask my mother what's going on, she is responsible for whether the curtains are drawn or not."

The fans turned their angry eyes to the stepmother again, and they attacked together: "Stepmother Qiao, what do you mean by that? Huh? Don't let us see the most exciting part?"

Xiao Qiao apologized with a mournful face: "I'm sorry, dears, now is the critical time, it is said that sweeping H is very powerful, although Xiao Qiao personally thinks this is not a H, because it is just using hands, cough cough, but Tianchao said that this is H and that is H, so what, what, we can only close the curtains, and when Tianchao sweeps H, Xiao Qiao will definitely help them both open the curtains, no, put that wall together Dismantle it for them and let them perform in public."