Love in Xuancheng

Feng moye couldn't hang on his face. He simply turned his back to her and smiled enough with her.

Shen Xingyue couldn't stop laughing when she saw this. She couldn't calm down after being silly for a long time. When she thought of wenpo, she looked at the awkward man in front of her. It was another burst of laughter. He was laughing happily. A faint voice of wind moye floated in his ear, "you can't call Xiao Xi!"

"Why?" Shen Xingyue asked with a smile.

"Why not? Don't shout, just don't shout!" Feng moye pestered the tunnel.

Shen Xingyue blinked and thought about her name? Are you eating your son's vinegar? If so, do you want to live in the future? The thought of being sandwiched between my son and Lao Tze all day to please naoren on both sides hurts a lot. No! Absolutely not! Now we have to twist the force.

"You can't be sure if you can't say it? My son has the final say, I'll call it a small eleven!" and he must be sure, no, it must be! Hum! Shen Xingyue's attitude is extremely overbearing and strong, and there is no room for negotiation.

"He is also the king's son! Why can't he be the winner?" Feng moye asked.

"That's right, then you can take his name! Is it fair for my mother to take his milk name and my father to take his name?" Shen Xingyue said firmly and confidently.

Feng moye was dumb and didn't make a sound for a long time. Shen Xingyue put her arms around his waist and said softly, "good husband, don't be angry. I'm fine. You know the situation at that time. It was the hands and feet of the hateful steady woman. It's none of your son's business. How can you vent your anger on your son?"

Seeing that Feng moye had no response, she continued: "Among the people I like, you are different from others. Apart from my husband, you are also the most beautiful, and I am also the most dependent and reluctant to leave. But after yesterday, I found that in my heart, you are not what I thought before. I don't know when you have gradually occupied my heart and engraved into my bones. At that time, I thought I was really going to die My eyes and mind are full of you. When you appear, I even think I have an illusion. I dare not blink for fear that I will never see you again in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, I am not willing to die and leave you alone to bear the pain of parting, so I desperately cry for help. There is no more urgent desire to live than at that time, not for anything else, just for no reason Make you sad and eager to live. "

Shen Xingyue then pressed her face tightly on his broad and solid back and greedily absorbed his elegant smell. She wanted to firmly engrave everything about him in her heart.

"Feng moye, thank you!" murmured Shen Xingyue.

Feng moye held her hand around her waist and said in a warm voice, "thank me for what?"

"Thank you for not listening to me and going out to flirt. Thank you for your patient company, your tolerance and protection, and thank you for letting me know what love is!" Shen Xingyue said seriously.

"What is love?" Feng moye asked softly.

"You and me! Me and son! You and son! Right?" Shen Xingyue raised her face and asked.

Feng moye said "well" and said, "my moon is so clever!"

"Would you say 'I'? I thought you couldn't do anything except 'my king'?" Shen Xingyue joked.

Feng moye ignored her ridicule and said bluntly, "learn from madam!"