Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

As soon as this idea came out, Cheng Duoduo rejected it first.

It's impossible!

Young Lord, how can you be stimulated by yourself.

But I didn't want to, so I nodded and said, "well, I'm stimulated."

Then he looked at her directly.

That look is clearly saying: Yes, don't deny that you stimulated me.

For a moment, Cheng Duoduo's face turned red and looked at him helpless. He was in a mess. He didn't know what he was thinking or how to deal with it.

Pretend you don't know anything and ask him what stimulation he has received?

Or tell him that he didn't mean it and didn't know it would stimulate him?

"I... i... young Lord, your pulse is so strange. I'll go to the old city Lord to feel your pulse." Cheng Duoduo said and ran away as if to leave.

The wrist was tightly clamped by cold sleepless.

"Young Lord... Let me go. I'll ask the old city Lord to feel your pulse." Cheng Duoduo blushed and dared not go to see cold sleepless.

Leng Wumian looked at her straightly and said seriously, "don't cry. I'm fine. My face is black not because of poisoning, but because I wiped the powder."

The voice paused and continued: "the powder is mixed with pot ash. I mean it on purpose, because Xiaoya said you don't think you deserve me. What about now? With such dark skin and some stupidity, do I make you more confident? "

Cheng Duoduo was stunned.

With such a red face, he looked at the cold sleepless, buzzing in his mind.

"Little Lord... What are you... Talking about?"

She heard wrong.

She must have heard wrong.

How could the little Lord blacken his face just to make himself more confident? How could such a silly thing be done by a little Lord like a relegated immortal.

But

Leng Wumian looked at her seriously and said again, "Miss Cheng, don't be afraid of me. Although it was just an accident last time, I thought carefully later. The feeling of palpitation is not an accident. Cheng Duoduo, you stole my heart. You must be responsible for me."

"What?"

Cheng Duoduo once again suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

What do you mean you stole his heart?

"When did I steal your heart? Besides, how could I steal your heart... Go..." the words in the back became louder and louder. Cheng Duoduo, who had already reflected, wanted to find a ground to drill down.

What a shame.

How can a little Lord like an immortal say such a thing.

Say... Young Lord, is he serious?

Cheng Duoduo couldn't help but watch Leng Wumian carefully, but he saw that Leng Wumian, who should have been in bed, suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Duoduo suddenly regained his mind. The whole person was struck by lightning: "little Lord... Where are you going..."

The latter words were interrupted by a sudden kiss. Cheng Duoduo stared wide and looked at his slightly narrowed eyes close at hand. The whole person seemed to be suddenly hit by lightning. From the top of his head to his toes, he couldn't help curling up his toes.

He's kissing me

The little Lord is kissing me

Not accidental touch, but really

Kissing yourself

The cheeks are hot and the heart seems to be hot.

The whole body became soft and weak, so I leaned against his arms.

"Miss Cheng, are you still afraid of me now?"

The cold sleepless voice was a little hoarse, and the breath was a little heavy.

Cheng Duoduo is no better than him.

The whole person's brain is like paste. He can't think at all.

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