Because of the two pronged approach of the emperor Xiaoran and the youth's speech.

Jun Xiaoran stayed between the two for about a month.

This month's time, Jun Xiaoran can be said to be the whole person with a smile on his face all day.

He had never been able to stay with his mother for such a long time since he could remember.

Even if this month, every time on the father's face, more and more ugly.

But he still felt very happy.

As long as his mother can be snatched from his father's hand, he is not afraid of his father's ugly face.

This day, at night.

Jun Xiaoran still actively climbed to the bed, decisively occupied the middle position.

Open small eyes, from time to time to look out of the house, looking forward to the mother quickly come.

However, today, the youth failed to come back in time.

At this moment, is being oppressed by the king, a deep kiss ended.

Young CI felt that his whole body was flabby, and he lay on the soft collapse with weak breath.

"Jun Ling, you are..."

Jun Ling leaned on the side of the young Ci and took a deep breath.

A little bit gnashing teeth, "that little..." Jun Ling stopped, swallowing the three words "Bunny" back, and changing his address, "when will you just let Jun Xiaoran go back?"

It's been a month.

The little bastard was more and more presumptuous with his young resignation.

In front of Qingci, I know to pretend to be pathetic, but when I turn my back on him, I know I'm angry.

Young words were held by him, slightly uncomfortable.

He turned his head slightly and murmured in a low voice, "it's not too long Let him live again... "

"No! If he doesn't go back, I will take you back to the palace today. As for the Phoenix Pavilion, I will leave it to him. " Jun Ling's face is obviously a little annoyed.

If it's not for the person you're facing, it's your son.

I'm afraid he has already thrown it out.

It is rare to see Jun Ling's helpless appearance.

A smile appeared on his face.

Yingying between some helpless, "rare, you have been forced to hide out."

At this time, is she still gloating?

Jun Ling lowered her head and bit her ear lobe gently.

A little bit gnashing teeth, "not all because of you."

If she hadn't responded to Jun Xiaoran earlier, where did that stinky boy come from? He depends here every day. Now Rao is him, and he can't get rid of him.

He was spoiled by Qingci!

It's too ambiguous.

Young words trembled slightly.

In the bottom of my heart, I calculated the next day.

It's almost time.

Basically, it has reached the limit of Junling.

It's impossible to hide it any more. After a while, she'll be pregnant.

Young speech hands directly hung on Jun Ling's neck, and then sent himself to his lips, gently kiss.

In a low voice, "Junling, I have something to tell you."

It's rare for young people to take the initiative.

He was already thinking whether he was going to take his youth back to the palace tonight.

However, before he finished thinking, Qingci had already reached his ear and said in a low voice, "I know you endure very hard, but next, you may have to endure for several months..."

"Why?" Jun Ling did not think much.

Subconsciously asked.

The young man coughed awkwardly and didn't say much.

Jun Ling realized that an idea came up in his mind and exploded. He was surprised to see the people under him. For a long time, he didn't say much

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