Hot wife lives in the field

A Zhu was gnawing at the steamed bread. She was very nervous. In the past, she was always the one who ate the steamed bread first. Today, Wei Chi Jin has already eaten two cups of tea, but she hasn't finished it yet.

When Wei Chijin looked up by chance, she saw that she was still eating. A touch of loneliness flashed across her eyes: "ah Zhu, or forget it. I don't want to force you too much."

Seeing the loneliness of his eyes, a Zhu felt guilty immediately and said, "no, I've eaten well. I'll go to wash the bowl. You'll wait for me soon."

After brushing the bowl, a Zhu said that she wanted to boil water for them to take a bath. After two hours of such dallying, she couldn't find any reason, so she had to close her eyes and lay on the bed, covering herself in the quilt.

When Wei Chijin came back from pouring the bath water, he saw the quilts bulging in the room. At that moment, he felt funny and a little hot eyed.

He slowly went to the bedside and sat down. He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt down. Then he saw the rosy smiling face under the quilt. His eyes were moist and the waves were shaking.

His eyelashes quivered.

This scene, in the past, he only dared to think in a dream, now it really happened in front of him, but he felt some unrealistic.

"Zhu."

"Well?"

"Do you really think about it?"

"Well." A Zhu answered and felt his cheek hot.

Xianggong is really shy. He always asks people such shy questions.

"Xianggong, I'm going to sleep. Please blow out the light quickly."

It was dark inside, the quilt was lifted and someone lay in.

Zhu nervously held his breath, as the people behind him gradually leaned over——

A Zhu felt that the hairs on her body stood up, just as they were about to get close to each other——

A Zhu suddenly sat up and said in a flurry, "my husband, I'm sorry."

She lifted the quilt, got up from the bed and was about to leave.

Wei Chijin reaches for her.

In the dark, there was a woman's small sob.

A touch of warm liquid fell on the back of his hand.

Wei Chijin's heart trembled.

"Zhu." He gave a low cry.

"Xianggong, I'm sorry, I can't control myself, I want to give you a baby, but I don't know why - I -" a Zhu sobbed.

Wei Chijin stretched out her hand and hugged her in her arms: "Zhu, don't cry. It's not your fault."

"Xianggong, am I ill?"

"No, Zhu is not ill."

"What if I can't give birth to my husband all my life?"

"It doesn't matter if there are no children, as long as Zhu is still there."

"I'm sorry, Xianggong." The woman's cry of guilt reverberated in the room for a long time.

Dark, Wei Chi Jin looking at the body side of the woman asleep, eyes flashed, low voice: "no matter how long, I am willing to wait."

Then he got up and got out of bed, covered the quilt for a Zhu, stood by the bed and looked at it for a long time. Then he turned around and left. When he passed the yard, he seemed to be aware of something. Subconsciously, he looked at a place: "who?"

A figure fell in the courtyard. Seeing the visitor, Wei Chijin was relieved: "what's the matter?"

Ming Lu looks at Wei Chijin: "young master, you --"

"If it's about her, I don't want to hear it."

With a sigh, Ming Lu said, "now there is no master in the Northern Qi Dynasty. The Minister of culture and military is looking for you everywhere. I'm afraid he wants you to take charge of the overall situation."

Wei Chijin sneered: "when they don't want me, they abandon me like a dog. Now when they need me, do I have to go back? You don't have to worry about this. You go and help me investigate a matter. "

Ming Lu frowns and looks at Wei Chijin.

"Is he still in Hongcheng?"

Bright road's eyes flash