My wife Tushan Honghong

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"Bad guy, Yaya is so sleepy"

"Then go to sleep."

Su Mu patted Yaya's little head, then gave her a princess hug and carried her to the bed.

He gently covered Yaya with the quilt.

"Good night, bad guy."

Yaya smiled sweetly at Su Mu.

"Good night."

Looking at Yaya who closed her eyes, Su Mu smiled and then walked away gently.

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Yaya had a long dream.

In the dream, she came to a place, a very desolate place, but in this desolate land there grew a small sapling.

Desolate land.

A tenacious sapling. A sapling that was about to wither.

Unconsciously reaching out her hand, she cut open the wound, and blood dripped onto the sapling.

After being bathed in the blood, the withered sapling greedily absorbed it.

The white and tender branches and leaves began to stretch out.

It began to grow vigorously.

The tree of love.

The love poison cultivated by Yaya’

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Her beautiful eyelashes trembled, and Yaya opened her confused eyes.

The bed seemed to be much bigger.

The clothes were also much bigger.

So strange.

She hurriedly got up from the bed, perhaps because she was not used to it, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Tushan Yaya looked at her feet in a daze.

The white little feet were very white and tender, but much smaller than before.

She raised her hand again, looked at her arm, and lowered her head.

The red and white skirt still wrapped her, but the clothes seemed much smaller.

"this……"

Yaya blinked blankly.

She found a mirror and saw herself in the mirror. She looked particularly petite in loose clothes, with dark hair falling naturally on both sides of her shoulders. Her dark pupils were clear and bright, and her skin was white and tender.

But... her body became smaller.

Yaya turned into a little child.

Her eyes suddenly became unbelievable.

"What's going on? Why am I getting smaller?"

"Also, where is my demonic power and my demonic aura?"

"I... I'm so weak now!"

Yaya moved her lips stupidly, unable to speak.

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When Su Mu returned to the room, Sister Yaoxian was staring out the window in a daze. Her skin was pale and bloodless, and her beautiful eyes were misty. Her golden-orange hair fell naturally, her brows were furrowed, and her beautiful eyes were confused.

"Fairy Sister……"

Su Mu couldn't help but shout, it turned out that what Yaya said before was true, Sister Yaoxian really cried, but why did Sister Yaoxian cry?

In Su Mu's impression, Sister Yaoxian was not a person who would cry.

Hearing the familiar voice, Tushan Honghong raised her head, and her confused eyes suddenly became bright.

"Husband……"

Tushan Honghong's voice unconsciously became pleasantly surprised, but soon, as if she had thought of something, her voice became somewhat sad.

Although Tushan Honghong had tried her best to conceal it, she was obviously not very good at hiding her emotions in front of her husband, and was easily discovered by Su Mu.

"What's wrong?"

""Sister Fairy"

Su Mu walked to Hong Hong and naturally put his arms around her waist.

Hong Hong had a slender and tall figure, and Su Mu hugged her with almost no effort. He smelled the natural fragrance brought by Sister Fairy's golden orange hair, and felt inexplicably quiet.

""No...no...nothing."

Sister Yaoxian's voice was obviously a little unnatural.

She stretched out her finger and lifted her red and white chin:"Tell me, what happened?"

Her red mouth was tightly pursed, obviously not wanting to say

"Tell me Gong"

((Okay, okay) Su Mu stared at Hong Hong's eyes seriously, no need to refuse.

In front of outsiders, she was a domineering king, but in front of Su Mu, she was a gentle and timid little woman who would never refuse her husband's request.

"Yaya says……"

Honghong told her everything, she would not hide it from her husband.

Su Mu was also stunned after hearing this, he never thought that Yaya would ask Honghong to give herself to her?

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PS:Today's third chapter, ah, I'm working hard on typing, working hard on typing, working hard on typing, working hard on typing. _To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Flylu Novel