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Chapter 093 Shemales have different paths, forcibly combined

A rough man never said anything good. Sometimes a rough sentence can really make people angry. After getting married for so long, Su Wanrong has actually become a little used to it. When she mentioned her Xiaotuaner, she couldn't help but get angry.

Then I thought about what the man said just now. She said that her little Tuaner was the biological flesh and blood of the two of them and would definitely be outstanding in the future.

Su Wanrong didn't know what she thought of, pouted, then bit her lips and snorted softly: "This little bun is my flesh and blood, but it has shed half of your blood. Even if she is not learning skills in the girls' school in the future, it is because she inherits your bloodline and has nothing to do with me."

A man who grew up in the market has been a very different person since childhood, and she has been with those gangsters since childhood and is completely different from her who follows the rules and obeys her duties.

If her little Tuaner is one in 1000th of chance of not learning well when she grows up, it must be because of her father's words and deeds, and it has nothing to do with her mother.

When Yinmang saw Su Wanrong's willful and charming look, he knew that her anger had passed just now. While breathing a sigh of relief, he whispered indulgently:

"Well, it has nothing to do with you, so it naturally has to belong to me."

People are always coaxed by him.

So the couple leaned on the couch at this moment. Yinmang sat sideways on the edge of the couch, and Su Wanrong leaned softly on the man's hard and strong chest.

The delicate and soft little woman is angry like a little wild cat with her paws stretching out her claws to scratch people. But most of the time, whenever she is coaxed by him, she will be soft and greasy in his arms, just like now, squinting her delicate and moist eyes comfortably, and her delicate cheeks sometimes subconsciously rub against the closest position of his chest to his heart. She is like a...a fox who is lazy in the nest and basking in the sun.

Originally, I just wanted to hug her quietly. As I hugged her, I still felt that there was nothing enough, so I reached into the bedding and gently stroked her shoulders through the soft silky bedcloth.

The shoulders are slender and thin, and the delicate and smooth feeling of the touch can be clearly seen through the thin layer of clothing.

At first, the little woman gave birth to children for him was actually worried.

After all, this one in his family is different from the ordinary daughter's family. It is a leprechaun who has transformed into a hundred-year-old fox. The shemale constellation has a special way. If she really gave birth to a nest of little vixen for him, what would it do if she really gave birth to a nest of little vixen for him?

Later, Yinmang took it indifferently.

After all, since the little woman became pregnant, she was very calm and composed at ordinary times except for her belly. Obviously, she had already been confident and had a way to protect the little guy in her belly.

But then I thought about it, even if she didn't have any response, what could it do? He, who is the one who is your majesty, will try to protect her and the little cub in her belly.

Finally, Xiaotuaner was born, such an exquisite and pink girl with a fat body and tender flesh.

In addition to being more beautiful, it is not unlike ordinary children.

Only then did Yinmang realize that he was still a little worried.

Rubbing the tender and soft person under his palm, I recalled that he was just such a soft and slender body, holding the soft and heavy swaddle clothes, and feeding her gently.

It is how calm and steady Su Wanrong was in front of others. When he arrived at Yinmang, he was just a delicate little woman who would occasionally make a tantrum at him.

I always feel that the little woman has not grown up yet, and she is as delicate as if she is about to break when touched. She has to watch and carefully protect her. In just one night, she has nurtured a smaller baby and became the mother of the baby...

"I want to feed Xiaotuaner so much?"

Su Wanrong leaned lazily on the man's strong and elastic chest, and the warm gaze was warm. Now that he calmed down, he was actually a little tired. Suddenly, he heard the man's voice in a low voice and asked this warmly.

Almost without thinking about it, his rosy and tender lips opened slightly, half-squinted his beautiful eyes, and said, "That's natural, I'm Xiao Tuaner's mother after all."

That voice had a bit of a natural meaning.

As he said that, as if he had realized something, he suddenly opened his eyes, frowned his thin eyebrows, looked up at him and asked, "Didn't you let me feed her?"

Madam Zhou seemed to not want her to feed her little Tuaner herself.

Since the man has been talking to her about feeding Xiaotuaner, he has been talking to her about feeding Xiaotuaner. No wonder Su Wanrong thought too much.

As for Yinmang, he saw the little woman frowning and looked vigilant, and laughed silently. He shook his head helplessly, stroked her soft black hair, and comforted her, "What are you doing? I didn't say I won't let you feed you."

He said: "When you have to take care of your body in two days, the imperial doctor will ask you to feed Xiaotuaner if he says it is OK."

As he spoke, the thick fingertips moved slightly downward, and his thumb rolled up the lips. The pink lips were as red and tender as a flower bud, with a plump shape, and a delicate and round lips beads embedded on it, which was particularly delicate and sensitive. He rubbed it gently, and noticed that her soft body trembled slightly in his arms, trembling like a hibiscus trembling in the wind.

Seeing this, Yinmang laughed deep in his throat, gently rubbed the corners of her tender lips, and said hoarsely: "Whatever you want to do, I will naturally follow you. But your body is so delicate that you are asked to feed such a greedy baby, I'm afraid you will be tired."

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If Liangliang finally knew that Huang Sang had always regarded her as a vixen...

The psychological shadow area of ​​seeking coolness.
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