Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 387 You Are My Treasure
I went out to order, and when I came back, Meng Baiyun was really combing her hair. He stepped forward and took the comb from her hand: "I'll do it."

In the candlelight, the two people in the mirror are affectionate and warm. For a moment, Meng Baiyun really wanted to draw this picture.

It's a pity that her drawing skills are clumsy, so she can only think about it.

The long hair was lightly pulled into a bun on the top of the head, and fixed with a peach hairpin.

She half bent down and looked at her in the mirror: "I have seen you thousands of times, and I can never get tired of seeing you."

Meng Baiyun laughed tenderly: "Why are you so nasty all of a sudden?"

His hands, around the shoulders, took her into his arms: "I really want to hold you like this forever."

Meng Baiyun was moved.

Pulling his hand away, turned around, raised his head, and closed his eyes.

Kiss gesture.
Long Aohan's throat twitched. He was very restrained after she was pregnant, and he was so busy recently that he didn't make out with her for a long time.

Leaning down, he pulled out her hairpin with one hand, not allowing the other end to come loose. His five hairpins penetrated into her hair and kissed her lips.

The deep and passionate kiss made Meng Baiyun almost out of breath.

Kissing in this position is like looking up at a great man. If he hadn't dragged the back of her head, her neck would have been broken.

But, also very ecstasy.

She moaned and gasped.

Long Aohan's spine tightened.

She wrapped her hands around his neck, feeling his surging male hormones, gasping for temptation: "How long has it been since we didn't have that?"

As if lighting a fire, Long Aohan breathed heavily: "It's been a long time."

The last time was during Chinese New Year.

She was three months pregnant, and the two tried it out carefully and restrained.

Afterwards, when Lan Yi entered the mansion, the two of them quarreled constantly, and even lived apart for a month in the middle, to the point where they seem to be in harmony with each other.

Don't talk about that, in the past three months, he has never tasted such kisses a few times.

"Otherwise, tonight?"

Meng Baiyun was undoubtedly an invitation, his face was blushing, his heart was beating, and he felt so ashamed.

She teased her so much, and Long Aohan was abstinent to the point of pain, how could he wait until night.

"Now."

His tone was coaxing and domineering.

"The servant girl will come to deliver the meal in a while."

He got up, Meng Baiyun thought that he also took this into consideration, and planned to let her go for the time being, and start eating later in the evening.

Unexpectedly, he was going to close the door, close it, and bolt it.

Then, he strode back and hugged Meng Baiyun.

"what."

Meng Baiyun let out a soft cry.

"With a bit of brains, they will know that the meal will be delivered later. If they have no brains, they will replace them later."

"Poor maid."

"It's poor me. You know how much I want you. I just endured it because I was afraid that you would be unhappy."
Probably because of the sequelae of the quarrel, during the month of the Cold War, when he tried to seek peace, Meng Baiyun even rejected him.

Meng Baiyun put his arms around his neck: "What are you holding back, there is more than one place on my body that can be used."

After speaking, he saw Long Aohan's surprised and smirk expression.

She wanted to bite off her own tongue.

So filthy, so filthy, she was about to become the king of filthy kings.

However, her own husband, what are you afraid of.

So, next, she had a shameless sexual intercourse with the equally shameless Long Aohan, who was six months pregnant.

Sweating profusely and panting, Meng Baiyun looked at the tent limply after the rain had cleared, his eyes were blurred and satisfied.

The sport of rolling sheets is definitely the best spice in life.

From Long Aohan's passion and restrained movements, she felt his deep love for her.

The stomach is too big to be uncomfortable lying on the back.

Turning over, she nestled in Long Aohan's arms.

"It seems that the servant girl really didn't come to knock on the door."

Long Aohan chuckled lightly: "You bark so loudly, even a fool knows what's going on inside."

Meng Baiyun blushed, "I, I don't have one."

She's as cute when she's shy as when she's not.

"Okay, you haven't, are you hungry?"

"hot."

"Then let's take a shower first?"

"tired."

"Then let's sleep for a while?"

"hungry."

"Heh." Long Aohan smiled dotingly, "Otherwise, let someone carry the bathtub in, you lie down and rest in it, and I'll feed you."

Meng Baiyun slapped Long Aohan's arm: "I'm not paralyzed."

This doesn't work either.

Women are indeed difficult to serve.

"Then what do you want?"

"Just stay like this, stay until you fall asleep, and you won't be hungry, tired or hot."

"Fool, lie down first, I'll twist a veil to wipe you off, after you get up and eat, let's go take a shower."

Meng Baiyun hooked Long Aohan's foot lazily with one foot: "Don't move, just stay like this for a while."

Long Aohan pampered her, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the long hair on her face that was sticky with sweat behind her ears.

She is very fragrant, and she doesn't wear makeup or hair oil on weekdays, but she exudes a faint fragrance.

He was obsessed with this breath, which belonged to her.

Meng Baiyun clings to Long Aohan like a nerdy bear, feeling his strong heartbeat, reaches out his hand from his ear to his temple, that strand of white hair, he intentionally dyed it black, she doesn't know if it is there become more.

He was startled, and reached out to hold her hand: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

She reached out, hugged him, and arched into his arms.

"Aohan, do you believe in fate?"

Three vulgar issues, but she wanted to tell him that she and him could be together because of fate.

This kind of fate is not the fate of marriage bestowed by the empress dowager.

It's not because she fell in love with him when she didn't know he was Long Aohan.

This fate travels through time and space.

Big enough to break through the sky.

Suddenly, I felt very magnificent in my heart, thinking that I came thousands of miles just to meet this man, and felt that this love was very precious.
"Believe."

"Then do you believe that there is another world outside this world?"

"Another world, underworld? Immortal world?"

"It's not like this, it's just..."

How to explain it.

Hehe, why is she so naive, why tell him this.

"What is it?"

"It's nothing, you just have to remember, I was sent to you by God, you have to guard me, love me, and protect me in this life."

Long Aohan chuckled lightly: "You are my most precious treasure."

Meng Baiyun was moved and hugged him even tighter.

They hugged each other tightly until the Wu Zang Temple beat the drum of protest, reminding the two of them not to be hypocritical, and to get up and sacrifice to me.

Long Aohan reluctantly let go of Meng Baiyun: "Get up, eat something, go take a shower after eating, I won't go anywhere tonight, I will stay with you at home."

Recently, he has been away too many nights.

Meng Baiyun almost forgot what it was like to hold him to sleep.

"kindness."

She was very obedient and got up quickly.

Long Aohan dressed her up, looked at her round belly, his eyes were full of tenderness: "There are still four months."

Stretching out his hand to caress his stomach, he suddenly felt a movement.

He showed the same surprised expression as a child: "He moved."

"I forgot to tell you that he occasionally turns over and kicks his legs these days, but he is much more honest than Feihong. When he was pregnant with Feihong, he started to move when he was five months old. When I was pregnant, I moved a lot, and in the month of delivery, I could see the ups and downs of my stomach through the thick clothes, and the fat wife said at that time, it must be a son."

Long Aohan felt very sorry.

"I should be with you."

Meng Baiyun patted him on the shoulder generously: "You didn't participate in Feihong's three-year-old Qianqian's life, but he still kissed you, which shows that blood relationship is really amazing. I always thought that my son was my mother's little lover in my previous life. It's like seeing a rival in love, who knows that you father and son will join forces to bully me in the end, and when I give birth to a girl, we will have a women's army camp."

Long Aohan was amused by Meng Baiyun's strange words: "The son was the little lover of the mother in the previous life, so isn't the daughter the little lover of the father in the previous life?"

"Yes, that's what I said."

"I really want to see what my little lover in my previous life looked like."

He looked at her stomach tenderly.

Meng Baiyun slapped him coquettishly: "It's still four months away, what are you looking at through this belly?"

"Four more months." His tone was full of expectation and eagerness.

Meng Baiyun pretended to be jealous: "Why, I can't wait to see your little lover so much."

But he looked deeply into her black eyes: "I just can't wait to eat you indulgently once."

Meng Baiyun's face turned red, like clouds in the sky.

"Hate."

He likes her shy look.

Lifting her chin, kissed her lips lightly.

This time, he just tasted it, and then he went out and ordered the servant girl to bring in the food.

The servant girl didn't dare to lift her head when she saw Meng Baiyun, her face flushed like chili oil, her face, neck and ears were all red.

Meng Baiyun was in various embarrassments.

Long Aohan thoughtfully sent the two girls out after delivering the food, Meng Baiyun heaved a sigh of relief.

If these two Guan Gong faces were standing by her side to serve her dinner, she would probably be too embarrassed to eat.

Are these two girls shy because they don't know anything about it, or is she really screaming so loudly?

How could she not remember.

All he knew was that in the end, Long Aohan kissed her back lightly over and over again, saying that he loved her.

Ah, what is she doing?

Eat and eat.

After dinner, I took a shower.

Then he and Long Aohan embraced and fell asleep, and slept until dawn, feeling very at ease.

When he woke up, Long Aohan was getting dressed.

Meng Baiyun looked at the sky outside: "It's already dawn, why haven't you gone to court yet?"

"Someone pressed my arm, and as soon as I pulled it away, she frowned and grinned like she was about to cry."

Meng Baiyun had black lines all over his head: "I won't, you didn't leave so early someday."

"Well, that's because I miss you, can I see you for a while longer?"

"This reason can be established. ——You are entering the palace now, and the morning is gone?"

"Well, it's okay not to go. The emperor has entrusted me with another task, and I'm going out of the city today."

"What mission?"

"Send Huige and Princess Wenyuan to Liangcheng."

"I will release him today, the emperor is trustworthy."

"Actually, it's fake."

Meng Baiyun was startled.

"Fake? He backtracked?"

(End of this chapter)