Turning the City Down: The Concubine Concubine

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He loved the way she was now.No matter how close the two are and how familiar they are with each other's bodies, she will always have an unconscious little daughter's shy look, just like at this moment, but the more shy she is, the more he can't help but want to love her hard.

His fiery palms brushed her flat abdomen, and whispered: "Did you have a hard time giving birth to Lin'er?"

Hearing this, Qingchen's mind was slightly separated, and he hugged him again, and replied softly: "It's not hard, it's just a pain for a while... Before that, I thought it would be the greatest calamity in my life..."

"Doom?" He frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Qingchen lightly told him what the fortune teller had said to her before, but his face became more serious, and she couldn't help laughing through tears: "Now, that catastrophe has passed Well, I believe that from now on, nothing will happen again, why do you look like this..."

He seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, he smiled softly: "Yes, from now on, nothing will happen."

When the sky outside gradually brightened, the house was full of spring.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Qingchen couldn't help being even more ashamed, afraid that the child in that room would hear something when he woke up, so he could only block his voice with the back of his hand.

What is often unsatisfactory in the world is that Xiao Yulin in that room really woke up.

After he woke up, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he suddenly remembered that he was no longer in the palace, and he saw his father——

Daddy?When he looked at the bed next to him, he was surprised to find that the other two people who were lying with him before he fell asleep last night had all disappeared!

He couldn't help getting a little angry, jumped out of bed angrily, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room with his little hands to look for his parents, but suddenly found that his mother's body was lying on the door of the next room. a shoe.

Could it be that the two of them came to sleep here again while he was asleep?Xiao Yulin couldn't help being even more angry at this moment. The way his father and mother are like this clearly despises him!He thought angrily, raised his hand and knocked on the door, but first asked cautiously: "Daddy, are you inside?"

In the room, the bodies of both of them froze immediately, Qingchen came back to his senses first, shy and anxious, and beat Xiao Sheng desperately: "Go away, go away, my son is at the door...it's all your fault, this time it's all bad." What should I do..." She couldn't help but covered her face with her hands, her face was blushing as if congested with blood.

After Xiao Sheng came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and said towards the door: "Son, you go out to play for a while, Daddy will come to you later..."

"How could you do this!" Xiao Yulin's angry voice came from outside the door, and then "dong dong dong", the deliberately heavy footsteps gradually faded away, Qingchen was slightly relieved at this time, but Xiao Sheng still Slowly, she was about to say something when Xiao Yulin's voice suddenly came back outside the door!

Xiao Yulin held back his anger, and knocked on the door again: "Father, is my mother inside?"

He smiled evilly: "Son, mother is busy with things now, I will accompany you later..."

"You——" Outside the door, Xiao Yulin's anger finally couldn't be restrained anymore, and he gushed out, holding his two little hands tightly together, "You are all incompetent parents! I don't recognize you anymore! You, forever Don't even come out to find me!"

After saying that, he stepped on heavy steps again, and walked out angrily.

Inside the house, Qingchen became more and more anxious, and didn't care to cover herself: "Did you hear that, he has a big temper... um..."

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