Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Don't make trouble, Dongfang Shijin... My stomach..." Ye Qingcheng smiled, and the laughter seemed to be a pure Mermaid

Dongfang Shijin held her and let her sit in his arms.

Ye Qingcheng smiled for a while. He was tired and let him hold him like that.

Dongfang Shijin's hand fell on her lower abdomen and felt the slight beat there. It was their child

"Dongfang Shijin, are you a boy or a girl?" Ye Qingcheng turned her head slightly. Her beautiful long hair was slightly wet by the water. Her side face was sharp and pretty, like a pure Barbie doll.

"All right," Dongfang Shijin held her, his chin against her shoulder socket, and his breath was hot.

"Cough, Dongfang Shijin... Are you......" Ye Qingcheng's face suddenly turned red like a cooked shrimp, "your... Er......"

"Which?" Dongfang Shijin hugged her. It seemed that she was careless. Her hand still fell on her small - abdomen, but she drew a circle for a while.

I don't know if it's because the pregnant woman's body is particularly sensitive. Ye Qingcheng's body is a little uncomfortable... It's that kind of difficult.

"Cough, how long haven't we... Cough?"

"Cough?" Dongfang Shijin had already understood what ye Qingcheng was talking about. He deliberately leaned against Ye Qingcheng and gently kissed her ear.

"Cough!" Ye Qingcheng burst out, but she didn't have that much courage. She whispered, "have you... Couldn't vent... Fire since I was pregnant? I..."

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Shijin hugged her and asked.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes

The nerves of Dongfang Shijin are suddenly tight!

It seems that a beam of thunder exploded in the body of the Oriental world brocade and led out - 10000 - thousand - fierce - Beast - Roar - roar

"Don't make trouble," Dongfang Shijin's breathing is a little short and his voice is a little dumb, "you are not allowed to ignite indiscriminately when you are pregnant."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's hand was caught by him and her face turned red. She was at a loss.

Dongfang Shijin clutched her little hand very hard. Ye Qingcheng leaned against his arms, and his skin gradually became hot

She dared not move.

The Oriental world brocade hugged her like that, and his kisses fell on her ears. He kissed her carefully.

"Well..."

Ye Qingcheng's uncontrollable little cry -- exhort, perhaps because she also needs -- beg

Her body was finally relaxed and empty -. She was soft in his arms, slightly closed her eyes, and Dongfang Shijin held her hand.

She is enjoying the comfort of the moment, and his delicate kisses are also lighting the fire flame in her body

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