The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Speaking of this, I was even more proud. I slowly shook my head and threw my hair back. The posture was a bit more handsome than the stinky young master in the animation: "It goes without saying, of course it is watermelon seeds!"

It can be seen and eaten, beautiful and practical.Asa Ezuki, your real wife is so genius!Oh ho ho ho ho...

"Uh huh huh huh huh watermelon seeds...Miss Huiyue, you really... amazed me! Haha, hahaha...Watermelon seeds...hahahaha..." Sima Yang's shoulders shook violently up and down , Then, he hugged his belly and laughed out loud.

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He is laughing at me, he must be laughing at me!Bastard rotten eggs!How dare he laugh at me!See if I don't punch his nose crooked! [

"Si, Ma, Yang! Tell me, tell me, how is it not like watermelon seeds?" My face was pale, angry and anxious, and my lion-like roar shook the whole mountain!

Sima Yang stagnated heavily, and then let out a few more violent hums and coughs. After stumbling around for a while, he slammed his head heavily and leaned against my shoulder.

Unable to bear the sudden weight, I swayed from side to side a few times, and Sima Yang's arms naturally wrapped around my waist, stabilizing my body as I swayed back and forth.

The shallow breath brushed over my ears, like a warm spring breeze, which tickled my neck and caused an instinctive shudder in my body.