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Two hundred and fortieth chapters stay in bed

Decisively, Wang Ningzhi was kicked into the nursery room again. Tianlai Novels ww

It was as if Xie Daoyuan was very resistant to Wang Ningzhi and Yu Nanzi doing something outside. After coming back, she pulled Zhang Tongyun into the room and locked Wang Ningzhi outside. So Wang Ningzhi knew that he was in the wrong and did not cheat. She went to Huan'er's place honestly and teased the little girl before she fell asleep.

Feeling the movement beside him, Wang Ningzhi opened his eyes.

The rings of clothes were rustling at the sight, afraid of waking up, so I was cautious in wearing my clothes and was wearing a top.

"It's dawn?" Wang Ningzhi asked in a daze.

"Well, Langjun, are you awake?" Huan'er turned around and saw Wang Ningzhi's confused look and smiled slightly, "Before dawn, Langjun can sleep for a while, I'll urge Guo Shisi to cook."

"It's not dawn yet? Then don't get up first. Let's talk later and sleep with me for a while." Wang Ningzhi said, gently hooking Huan'er's small body, pulling off the girl's half-wearing top, and then stuffing the girl into the quilt.

Huan'er struggled slightly: "Langjun, it's getting late."

"I know it's getting late at this time? I'm changing my mouth very quickly." Wang Ningzhi smiled, stretched out his hand to outline Huan'er's waist, and drilled into his underwear, gently kneading the soft and warm softness. "Forget it, I guess my wife and the others can't wake up. Wait until Qing'e comes and get up. You can talk to me for a while."

Huan'er twisted her body and stopped struggling. She just chose a comfortable position, and gently breathed on Wang Ningzhi, asking in a low voice: "What do you want to say?"

"Say some women's words." Wang Ningzhi frowned when he thought of He. He always felt that the handling of the matter was a bit inappropriate, but he didn't know where it was wrong. Xie Daoyun and the others couldn't say it, so they could only ask Huan'er, "Huan'er, if you like someone, would you think about monopolizing that person?"

"No." As soon as Wang Ningzhi finished speaking, Huan'er shook her head immediately, her body approached Wang Ningzhi, and hugged his body tightly, "Huan'er doesn't like others, she only likes the husband."

Bang!

Wang Ningzhi gently patted Huan'er's buttocks and scolded, "You will show your loyalty. To put it, that's right, I'm so powerful, you have no reason to like other men, right?"

"That's it." Huan'er was very proud and didn't think that Wang Ningzhi would talk big again.

He lowered his head and kissed this cute little maid. Wang Ningzhi continued the topic just now: "So do Huan'er want to monopolize me?"

"To be honest, Mr. Wang, don't complain to Mrs. Young Master." Huan'er seemed to realize that this problem is very important to Wang Ningzhi. After thinking about it, she still didn't intend to hide it, but was just afraid that Xie Daoyun would know about it.

But Wang Ningzhi naturally understood the answer when she acted like this and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell my wife."

"Well, my husband is so good, I like the feeling of my husband holding me very much." Huan'er said carefully.

"Is that true?" Wang Ningzhi wandered up and down, quickly pulled Huan'er's underwear, revealing the small hills and red agate inside, and gently pinched it.

Huan'er blushed and lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, but just huhed in a low voice.

Wang Ningzhi had a sharp index finger, but he was still serious, so he gently kneaded and played with it, but he didn't get too far. In Huan'er's shy expression, he asked: "From now on, you are a noble girl. If the husband you like has other women, what will you do?"

"Ah?" Huan'er was a little surprised, then racked her brains and thought, "I don't know, but... I should be a little cold when I meet."

"Be colder? Why?" Wang Ningzhi frowned. When he remembered He's performance, he still felt that it was unlikely. He should... not be so attractive.

Huan'er grabbed Wang Ningzhi's big hand, opened her lips and moaned, then said with a blushing face: "If I am not very close to my husband, I can keep my cold and keep my husband paying attention to me, and I may also convince myself to stay away from me in the future; if I am very close to me, I just deliberately give my face to express my anger, and I will say that I am very angry."

Wang Ningzhi was silent and stopped playing with Huan'er's body. Although Huan'er's words were not necessarily correct, they made some sense. Moreover... he shook his head, it shouldn't be so.

"Mr. Lang, what's wrong with you?" Although Wang Ningzhi's big hand stopped, Huan'er was a little disappointed, when he saw Wang Ningzhi's face, Huan'er was still very concerned. After all, what he said just now was all his own wishes.

But I am not a noble girl, so it would be great if the husband can notice me - Huan'er thought so.

"It's nothing, I'm a little tired, so let's sleep a little longer." Wang Ningzhi shrank down, hugged the little girl's body gently, and buried his head in front of the little girl's chest.

Huan'er blinked, not sure why the husband suddenly stopped talking, but—

She hugged Wang Ningzhi's head and smiled gently.

I am very happy to be with my husband.

...

Like Wang Ningzhi, there was also He from the big room.

The maid Yu'er had already urged her twice, but He was still lying on the bed and did not get up.

Yu'er seemed to see that He was in a bad mood. After two times, she didn't urge her to clean up and urge the kitchen to make breakfast... The room was drowsy, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night time was longer than the daytime.

She reached out and touched the pillow. It seemed a little smooth and a small piece of moist, and this position was below her eyes just now.

It's tears.

"Am I crying?" He thought to himself, touched his eyes, dry and not moist.

Her head hurts a little, and she thought about it hastily. For a moment, she couldn't remember what she did yesterday, but she cried, for whom? Erlang, yes, it seems to be Erlang.

After a little sobering, He slowly sat up, leaned against the pillow, and looked down at a step on his hand.

It’s not a very luxurious Bu Yao. If you remember correctly, it was given to you by Langjun and made by Langjun himself.

"Langjun?"

Thinking of this, He suddenly became irritable and slapped his face. Suddenly, a red palm print appeared on his fair and soft cheeks.

After this slap, He shrank into a ball and started crying.

She was very sad and didn't even dare to tell others the reason for her sadness. It was this shameful reason that caused her to suddenly burst into tears and slapped herself in the face.
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