The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 180
"Tell me, what have I done when I wasn't by your side? Now my husband is very powerful, and he is already the emperor. Let me guess, how much does my husband plan to have in the harem?"

Di Beiyao squeezed Jun Wuji's ears with his hands, and said with a playful smile to Shang Jun Wuji's affectionate silver eyes.

Jun Wuji stretched out his big palm to wrap Di Beiyao's hand in it, and pressed his forehead against Di Beiyao's forehead, and the two breathed together:
"There is no harem for a husband, only one wife for a husband, and that is you, madam."

Love is as deep as a trickle, flowing into the tip of his heart, facing Jun Wuji who looks like this, Di Beiyao only feels guilty in his heart,

With a sore nose and red eyes, he stretched out his arms to hug Jun Wuji's waist, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."

Born to be an emperor, in his heart, Bei Qin will always be in front of him.

She will be the emperor in the future, and she never thought of being a couple with Jun Wuji for the rest of her life, but now that Jun Wuji is also the emperor, she can still keep his original intention of wanting to die alone with herself.

Her cheeks were gently held up by a pair of warm palms, and she met those deep and gentle silver eyes: "Don't cry, be good, huh?"

Di Beiyao sniffed, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes: "Well, I'm good, don't cry."

Hooking Jun Wuji's neck, he hugged Jun Wuji tightly with both hands and did not let go: "You know, I miss you so much, I won't see you when I go home next time, and I will eat by myself..."

The grievance in my heart became more and more unstoppable, and even the tears that I had just suffocated overflowed again, feeling ashamed, so I simply buried my cheek on Jun Wuji's shoulder and rubbed it,

"Jun Wuji, I miss you so much." In the last sentence of the little guy, his voice was so soft that he felt aggrieved, full of coquettishness,

It spread from the ears to the bottom of the heart, like being lightly brushed by a feather, itching to the apex of the heart.

Gently stroking the little guy's head with his palm, as if comforting a wronged cat: "My husband also misses you, very much."

Yue Ming was longing for each other for thousands of miles, having trouble sleeping and eating, and only when he saw the little guy just now, did he feel that the depression in his heart disappeared.

"That's right!" Di Beiyao suddenly remembered, and patted his cheek indiscriminately to cover up the wet tears on his face.

He stretched out his hand to peel off the silver-white robe on Jun Wuji's body. Jun Wuji usurped the throne, and he didn't know if he was injured, so he had to see for himself.

The hands were grasped by a pair of warm hands, and Di Beiyao threw them away dissatisfied: "Don't make trouble, let me see, be good, my husband."

Jun Wuji's long and narrow eyebrows raised slightly, and he obediently let go of Di Beiyao's hand, allowing Di Beiyao to push aside the skirts of his body.

"Well, not in front, very good, very good, the abdominal muscles are really perfect, turn around and let me have a look." Di Beiyao nodded in satisfaction and did not forget to say.

The smile on Jun Wuji's face widened, and he turned around in coordination, so is the little guy greedy for his body?
After Jun Wuji turned around, the smile on Di Beiyao's face faded. There was a long scar on Jun Wuji's left shoulder, but the color was a little light. It should not be the injury from this usurpation.

Gently brushing the scar with his fingers, Jun Wuji's body froze for a moment, Di Beiyao said with some distress: "Does it hurt?"

Jun Wuji turned around, and saw the unresolved distress in Di Beiyao's eyes, and his heart was soft: "It doesn't hurt, dear, don't be sad, eh?"

(End of this chapter)