Solitary pet

Chapter 162

Shen Hao sneered, climbed onto the bed, crossed his legs instead of a pillow, and pinched her chin with one hand, forcing her to lean her whole head on his lap.

Then continue to fight.

Tears flowed down the ground, soaking his pants.

Shen Hao clapped his palm and asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

He Sheng originally wanted to continue to be stubborn, but he didn't show mercy at all, and beat her until she lost her temper at all.

"Wrong...wrong?"

She just wanted to help him.

Although he said no, but, in the world, who can be bigger than a saint?
The sage said it so bluntly, could he make the sage change his mind?

Her little pear blossom with rain makes people feel distressed. For a moment, Shen Hao almost wanted to go forward to hug her and kiss her.

But he can't.

He is her husband and she must trust him without reservation.

He wanted to make it clear to her.If she encounters more serious things than this in the future, and she tries to be "good" for him on her own initiative, then she will really harm him.

He has the confidence and ability to support all her trust.

Slapped with palms, her white, tender and smooth skin gradually turned red, and her cries became louder and louder. Shen Hao was in great pain, but his face was still sullen.

A full fifty strokes, and when the beating was over, he let go of her and asked, "Ask again, do you know your mistake?"

He Sheng covered his head with the quilt and wept tremblingly.

He hit her!
He said he would love her for the rest of his life, but he turned around and hit her, still in such a shameful way!

I don't know how long I cried, thinking that he would come forward to coax her, and pulled her quilt, but he didn't.

She couldn't help it, and looked out.

He was staring at her, and said slowly: "Today we met Song Wuzhi, in case someone with ulterior motives takes you out, would you dare to go out?"

I knew he was for this matter.

He Sheng muttered: "Brother Song is a good man...I believe..." Before he could say the word "he", he was abruptly blocked by his terrifying eyes.

He Sheng changed his words: "I trust you even more." His tone was deliberately relaxed.

Shen Hao was unmoved, and said: "Stop doing such absurd things again."

He Sheng didn't want to respond, and looked up to see him raising his palm, his buttocks throbbing with pain, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice in a hopeless way.

Shen Hao put down his hands and continued: "Move back immediately, you can no longer rely on Yao's mansion, Wang's mansion is your home, you should live here."

This He Sheng didn't dare to respond, the will of the saint was still there.

The expression of her biting her lips came into view, Shen Hao seemed to see through her thoughts, and said: "I have my own way to deal with the will of the saint, don't worry about it."

He Sheng hesitated, unable to make up his mind.

Shen Hao saw that she looked pitifully like a frightened fawn, with two big eyes open, with moisture still in them, looking at him timidly.

His heart softened all of a sudden, and he waved to her.

He Sheng dared not go over.

Shen Hao sighed, moved in, and held her in his arms.

In a soft tone, he said: "I went to Princess Jingning, although she didn't directly promise me that she would meet you first, but there is a good chance that she will."

He Sheng was surprised and couldn't believe it: "Why are you looking for her? Could it be that a saint would listen to her?"

The sage looks so serious, if he hadn't seen and heard in the paddock, he would never associate him with the four words of love for children.

He is a high-ranking monarch, destined to only worry about national affairs and the well-being of the country.

Shen Hao scratched the tip of her nose and hugged her hard.

I haven't hugged her for several days, and she seems to have lost weight.

"Little fool, if you love someone, you are willing to fight for her even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire. Look, don't I listen to you every time?"

He Sheng puffed up his cheeks: "Many, many times!"

Shen Hao rubbed his chin against her forehead, moved his hands down, squeezed her waist, and moved to her buttocks.

"Obviously I listen to you, but occasionally you make a small mistake, and I have to correct the mistake out of my responsibility as a husband, such as this time."

He changed his tone, as if thinking of something angry, he squeezed her round buttocks, and said, "Recruiting a relative? Thank you for thinking it out! Could it be that my affection for you is only so little? After you remarry, I will Can you die?"

He Sheng was bored and did not speak.

He used his warm palm to stick to the place where she had just hit her, as if to vent his anger, but also as a warning, saying word by word: "Even if you really marry someone else, I will still snatch you here."

He Sheng covered his eyes, feeling sad, and asked, "You don't want the throne anymore?"

This time, without the slightest hesitation, Shen Hao told her categorically: "The throne is illusory and out of reach, only you are real, and I can hug you as soon as I stretch out my arms. Of course I choose to want you."

The way he spoke was so serious, and the way he looked at her was full of concentration.

After spending so many days together, he always seemed to let her know in different ways—he only wanted her.

Even if she is poison, a useless waste, he wants it.

My thoughts, covered in layers of gray, suddenly became clear at this moment.

She wanted him too, she didn't realize it before, but now she knows, since a certain time, she has been looking forward to being filled by him, her whole body, her whole heart, she can't wait to want him.

She looked up at him, starlight twinkled in her eyes.

"My lord, when will Princess Jingning come to see me?"

She was willing to give in and listen to him.Shen Hao was delighted, and asked tentatively, "You stopped messing around?"

He Sheng shook his head and rubbed against his arms: "Stop making trouble."

Shen Hao hugged her, kissed her little by little, and let her fall quickly.

"When she comes back from the autumn outing tomorrow, I will send someone to invite her!"

He Sheng hugged him tightly, sniffing his breath with peace of mind.

"My lord, does the sage really love Princess Jingning? Can our matter really be resolved?"

Shen Hao shook her body lightly, "Really."

Then what was the purpose of her previous efforts?He Sheng felt that he was useless, he said a lot of words and did a lot of things just to spare no effort to hurt his heart, but now he was moved by his few words.

What a nerve-wracking thing.

Shen Hao looked down at her, seeing her wrinkled face, seemed unhappy again.Thinking it was because of his beating her just now, she immediately lowered her voice, let her go, and consciously lay down on the bed.

"Ah Sheng, I was very angry just now, and now I want you to call back."

After he said that, he was about to take off his pants. In broad daylight, she covered her eyes and called out: "My lord!"

(End of this chapter)