The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan couldn't help shivering from the cold brocade pillow.

In the next second, her hand was completely absorbed by Huang Fulian, and the warm body temperature was continuously transmitted to her from his palm.

"Yan'er, can you do it? This king is going to hurt you." Huangfu Lian's body was tightly pressed against her body. Although she greeted politely on her bare and delicate back, her body had already begun to slow down. At the entrance of her flower path, rubbing back and forth, dipping in the sweet nectar...

"Yeah." Jiangnan Yanhong showed a small face, closed her eyes and buried her head in the pillow.

With her approval, Huang Fulian let out a low growl, straightened her neck and waist, with a firm and high spirit, deeply entered the moist and tender forbidden land... [

Outside, it was cold and windy.

In the house, the strong passion continued to unrestrained!

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After putting Jiangnan Yan to sleep, Huang Fulian got up lightly, arranged the quilt on the bed, made sure that no wind would penetrate, and then returned to the table outside to continue to deal with business.

It was dusk when he came back to his senses after finishing all his work.

The orange sunset had already faded and climbed down the hill.

In the dark sky, the stars twinkle, and the faint crescent moon hangs lightly in the sky.

It's time to eat.

Huang Fu Lian put down the Langhao pen in her hand, first ordered the maid to bring the dinner, and tidied the table a little, then went to the back of the screen to call Jiang Nanyan who was sleeping soundly.

"Yan'er, wake up, it's time to get up for dinner." Huang Fulian patted Jiang Nanyan's cheek and called out in a low voice.

The person on the bed frowned slightly, but did not open his eyes.

Huang Fulian smiled, lowered her head, leaned against Jiang Nanyan's ear, and whispered softly, "Yan'er, if you don't wake up, don't blame me for molesting you."

"Pervert..." Jiang Nanyan snorted softly, then quietly opened her eyes.

"If you don't say that, will you wake up?" Huang Fulian smiled, took the clothes that had been warmed by fire on the quilt, and put them on for Jiang Nanyan one by one.

"What time is it now?" Jiang Nanyan probed and looked out the window, only to find that it was pitch black outside.

"Chen Shi." Huang Fu Lian lowered her head and carefully tied Jiang Nan Yan's belt, while answering her question.

"Chenshi?" Jiang Nanyan exclaimed, with a somewhat astonished expression on her face.

I came here during Choushi, and now it is Chenshi, so hasn't she been asleep for several hours? !

Sure enough, as Wu Yu said, the closer she was to the day of giving birth, the worse her health became. [

Jiang Nanyan is so pregnant, if she continues like this, on the day of delivery, will she really die of dystocia as Wu Yu said?