Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 382, ​​overturning old accounts
What he said about sleeping for a while was really just sleeping for a while, and he was really tired, but seeing Xiaoqing's red earlobes, he suddenly wanted to tease her.

He stretched out his ape arm, grabbed Xiaoqing's wrist forcefully and domineeringly, and brought him to the bed, making Xiaoqing stagger when he walked.

'No no no...'

Before he had time to protest, Zhao Rui turned his shoulders and turned around, his face flushed red, his back trembled, and his forehead was already sweating, but Zhao Rui was so powerful, seeing her embarrassed, he just laughed in a low voice, Then she took her into her arms with just a slight movement, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in her arms, her slender waist was embraced by a firm arm, and the other big palm passed through the soft hair and clasped the back of her head, gently pressing her Leaning her against his firm chest.

Xiaoqing felt numb and wanted to open it, but was hugged even tighter:

"do not move."

A warning from overhead, low and seductive,
"Let me give you a good hug."

I almost lost you.

Domineering and forceful, the man rubbed the little person into his arms, bowed his neck and buried his face in the girl's black hair, greedily absorbing the freshness and sweetness that belonged to her. How could such a small girl Jumping so happily?

He doesn't even have the kung fu to embroider his legs, and he walks the rivers and lakes like others. He really wants to be pressed on the bed and spanked, but he can't bear it.

Xiaoqing was so hooped by him that she couldn't move, so she just let him hold her. Zhao Rui had a scent like pine and bamboo, which was clear and unique, and could only be smelled close to her. A clean smell without a trace of dust, sometimes I miss his smell in dreams, but for so long, he only stayed for one night and left at dawn.

Short-lived like a blooming epiphyllum.

The little girl suddenly felt aggrieved, rubbed her furry head, pouted and muttered:

"How long can you stay this time? Are you going to leave again at dawn?"

"Ah."

The deep male voice resonated in the chest, Xiaoqing just lay on his chest, and found it very interesting, she couldn't help but playfully, trying to make him talk more.

"Don't go, okay?"

I really need you. When I was caught by Huang Xiaoniu, you didn't know how much I missed you.

The man was silent for a moment, but he actually thought seriously about whether he should be the fifth prince's choice, and throw those tens of thousands of people aside, and felt that if this matter were found out, the first person who would not be able to spare him would be the one in his arms. This girl had no choice but to say:

"Not yet, why don't you wait for me?"

The chest was "buzzing", rising and falling gently, Xiaoqing thought it was so handsome...

It's over, it's over, it's hopeless, it's fallen... Why is my husband so handsome?

"How long will it take?"

"Well……"

When the army arrives at the station, it's just pots and pans. Luo Wanguan and Tie Qi should be enough, and then they will sneak back to accompany their daughter-in-law!

"Ten days at the earliest, half a month at the slowest, I'll go back to accompany you, okay?"

"So fast?"

"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

"Can't wait for what?"

"When I married you, I planned it. Your ugly and awkward personality should attract the hatred of many grandmothers, and make life easier for my mother and the others. Even that boy Zhao Chong welcomed you, so it doesn't count."

Xiaoqing's mind was buzzing, and the past scenes were played back, before Zhao Rui went to the expedition, the sudden marriage, the old lady of the Zhao family's struggle, the days when the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law couldn't even eat enough for the face of the uncle and sister-in-law, until Zhao Rui was covered in blood When she was carried back, the ugly girl bumped into a pillar, and only then did she become her later.

Was it plotted by Zhao Rui, a black heart?

After all these years of fighting for myself, there is a target to make the old lady vent her anger?

(End of this chapter)