Love in Xuancheng

At noon the next day, Shen Xingyue finally had enough sleep, twisted her body, blinked at Feng moye and asked curiously, "aren't you tired?"

Feng moye gently shook his head and smiled back to her: "not tired!"

"Are you stupid? I'm asleep. You can put me on the bed!" Shen Xingyue patted him gently and said angrily. "Help me up. You haven't slept all night. Why don't you rest at home today."

"The moon is going out?" Feng moye asked suspiciously while holding Shen Xingyue on her shoulder.

"Well, I'll go home and tell my parents the news of my pregnancy at the first time." Shen Xingyue's eyes flashed with joy, and there was a natural excitement between her eyebrows.

Feng moye was stunned when he heard the speech. The amount of information was too large to turn his mind for a moment.

"Feng moye! What are you doing? It hurts me!" Shen Xingyue frowned and shouted angrily.

Feng moye, an agitated spirit, hurriedly loosened his hand, "are you okay? Let me see where it is!" he said, and wanted to lift her clothes to check.

"It's all right. Looking at you like this, it must be because you didn't rest last night. You're in a trance and can't do anything." Shen Xingyue stroked his face painfully and blamed himself with eyes full of remorse. If he hadn't stayed in his arms, how could he have sat up with himself all night and couldn't sleep.

Feeling the little hand of the man in front of him caressing his face, he instantly had the illusion that he was cherished as a treasure.

She is right in front of her. Her calm smile and her caring eyes are so real. Feng moye's brain finally works normally. She wants this child! She has a king in her heart! She has a king in her heart!

Thinking so, I couldn't help but be very ecstatic and excited. As soon as I stretched out my long arm, I took her into my arms and walked upstairs tightly. Excited tunnel: "yue'er, thank you! Thank you!"

"Thank me? Thank me for what?" Shen Xingyue turned her head and asked puzzled. What's wrong with this guy today? Talk nonsense!

Feng moye did not answer, raised her hand, pressed her exposed head into her arms, hugged her tightly, giggled selfishly, and let her tears roll down wantonly.

The inner night's suffering and pain entangled him, which made him depressed, frightened, scared, and painful. Only he himself can understand these feelings, so now only he can understand the joy, excitement and excitement of hearing these words.

Shen Xingyue slowly raised her hand and gently circled his waist. "Did I scare you last night? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Suddenly, I was at a loss and scared, so the reaction seemed too intense. But later, I thought, I still have a super powerful and omnipotent intimate beautiful husband with me. What else to be afraid of! What do you say?"

"Meiyan?" Feng moye repeated word by word slowly. Quietly raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Shen Xingyue's body stiffened and hurriedly changed her mouth: "slip of the tongue. I actually want to say that Junlang is extraordinary! I'm in a hurry and make a mistake. Next time, no! There's no next time! I'll never be in the future!"

Feng moye smiled. She said that her beauty was not the first time. She didn't care about it. She just wanted to relieve the dull atmosphere.

"I'll go to the general's house with my wife." he said and was about to leave.

Shen Xingyue raised her small face and looked at him. She hesitated and said, "are you sure you can?"