MTL - Assassin Farmer-~ 087 Here is my home

"Xia Wei, General Manager, you know what I mean. Just, no matter what happened in the past, I am married to be a **, and with my body, I am inconvenienced to rush to visit the emperor to visit relatives. Please tell the two." The otter was full of money and worshipped, but he had not yet reached the body, and he was taken over by Lin Sizhen.

Regardless of what he is, the lord of the king, Wang Ye, even if he came to the emperor, he is not allowed to worship a small woman. I am pregnant, I still want to learn from others, and I don’t want to work hard.

"But, Miss Four..." The general manager heard that he wanted to continue to lobby Su Shui, but he was stopped by the old man.

"The four ladies said that it is because I thought about owing a week. Then, the old slaves and the general manager will go back to Fengcheng first, and then send someone to send some products to come over. The old prince heard the good news of Miss Four, and the body must be Will be lifted up." The old man, it is also the old king's side of the big man Xia Xia lovingly patted Su Shui's hand back, said with a smile.

For the old prince of the Jing Wangfu – her current father, like the father of her previous life, there is no other feeling except the only possible awe. Sorry, she is not happy to see a father who is married and married. It is even more worthy of her wholehearted admiration and relatives.

............

I watched two four-horse carts rumble, and Su Shui-yu closed the courtyard door and turned to go to the house.

However, Lin Shizhen was standing behind her, and the bottom of his eyes was deep and invisible.

"Auntie?" She smiled and pulled forward his hand. He rubbed the old man in his hand and asked softly: "What happened?" Since the lunch, they met the two from the Imperial Palace. The old man, he seems to have never opened his face.

"Water Margin..." He muttered with a low voice and asked: "You... is it the four Miss of the King's House?" He held her little hand tightly, sideways to stop the burning sun, in the hope that she would cool off, pull She slowly walked into the hall. Pulling her on her lap, she asked softly the question of how long the heart was hovering for a long time.

"How is it? No, how? Auntie, now I am your wife, here is my home, unless you don't want me... Auntie"

Not waiting for Su Shuiyan to finish, Lin Siyi leaned over and caught some of her noisy little mouth.

"I don't want to say anything more or not next time." He twirled on her lips before she let her breathe. The forehead pressed against the forehead and silenced the warning.

"Good." Su Shuiyan holding his face in the backhand, could not help but lean over and licked his lips. "You are mine..." She whispered. He is a person of her Su Shui, not shared by other women.

"We are each other." Lin Siyi followed her scorn, adding to the intimacy of the lips. Both hands have already penetrated into her coat, kneading her more full and full of **** after pregnancy, and then buried her head in her neck.

"May I?". He suppressed the feelings and asked in a low voice.

"Well..." she responded shyly.

Since he was pregnant, even if the doctor said that he could do some proper things for a while, he simply squatted at her and succumbed to **** without touching her.

After getting her advice, Lin Siwei, who couldn’t help it for a long time, hugged her into the bedroom and gently put it on the big bed, and solved the Luo skirt and the outer shirt for her. Clothes, lying on her side, stroking her increasingly tall belly, then, reaching out to the valley where she had been wet and smooth, and looked up at her with a low smile, as if she was pregnant, she was enthusiastic. Quite a lot.

Such a change, he is full of contentment in the accident. She is also trying to respond to herself and learn to satisfy herself. Originally it was such a polite and courteous high-sounding show, and now I am willing to unscruise myself, have a wife, and what can I ask for?

"Auntie..." She softly called his name and took the initiative to pick up her body. Instead of pressing on her baby's posture, she reached out and grabbed his head, inviting him with shame.

He smiled and kissed her, and then she stepped into her tight valley. After a few moves, she saw that she had no other exceptions except for the intoxication of the ****. , sit up and sit up.

She bit her teeth, trying to suppress the broken shackles in her mouth, holding her hands on the side of the bed, licking her body, and cooperating with his gentle and infinite rhythm.

The repressed ****, once touched, the so-called Sparks, caused the fire that he tried to hide in the body, burning and burning, so strong that she could not bear it...

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The carriage of the rumble eastbound stopped at the entrance of the largest inn in Fanluo City, and took a rest to return to the emperor.

"How do you..." Liang An, who still couldn't understand when dining in the private room, glanced at Xia Wei with some anger and opened his head, but did not know what to say.

Miss Four is pregnant and they are unexpected.

Unexpectedly, the four ladies who had been quiet and ignorant, after leaving the palace for less than two years, became close to a strange man and pregnant with pregnancy. This, let them explain to the old lord who is still on the sick bed?

Therefore, Liang An wants to go back with the four ladies, so that the people who see her old man can feel sick. Secondly, let the four ladies who are quite pregnant, explain to the old prince on their own, there is no such thing as him and Xia. To be honest, this news is too horrible.

"You are not a woman." Xia Wei returned to Liang An and said slowly.

"You...what is this, of course I am not a woman," Liang An heard, almost no madness to blow his beard.

"So you don't know how hard it is for a woman to be pregnant." Xia Yan said without hesitation: "I have found four Miss, and I have not lost this trip. As for her willingness to return to the palace... Xia Yan paused and looked at the main street where people came out of the window. He smiled and said: "You don't think that Lao Wang knows that Miss Si is married and has children, and will definitely be eager to rush. Have a look?".

"You mean..." Liang An’s heart crossed a hint of consciousness, then stared at Xia Wei for a long while and sighed. “Does the woman’s mind always be so complicated?”.

"Hu is complicated for me." Xia Wei refused to say a word.

"Hunchun, are you still blaming me?" As the head of the palace, he has not seen anything in the world, but he has nothing to do with this woman.

"What are you blaming? You and I have already stepped into the half of the coffin, and there is nothing to complain about." Xia Yan replied indifferently. Then he calmly drank tea and did not continue to talk to Liang An.

Liang An sighed and knew that she had not completely let go of all the past. However, she was right. The two of them are now old, and maybe they will soon... Then, what better to care about.

However, when he thought about all kinds of things in the past, he couldn’t help but ask himself: Was his decision wrong in the past?

Hunchun is the name of Xia Wei.

She is the unaccompanied daughter of Xia Fu, Miss Xia Ziying, who was rescued from the refugees on her way out.

In order to save the life, Hunchun is willing to stay in Xiafu and serve the Missy. Although it seems to be close to the body, but Xia Jiada, Xia Ziying did not regard her as a beggar, more like a sister, did not sell deeds, no labor contract, as long as Hunchun is willing, can leave at any time, and prepare for her early A rich entanglement.

However, Hunchun, who has already been homeless, is determined to stay in Xiafu to serve Missy. And as a dowry into the Jing Wangfu.

After a long time, I gradually became indifferent to Xiao An, who was on the side of Jing Wang’s side.

After Wang Hao learned, he was interested in combining Chun Chun and Liang An. Helpless, Liang An is the family of Liang Fu, a family of generations in Liangfu as a slave. I learned that Hunchun is not only a family member, but also a slave to Xiafu. It is a completely free body. Liang Anzhen refused the meaning of Wang Yi's combination. Even with the rejection of the continuation of the situation with Hunchun.

He, Liang An, positioned himself in Liangfu’s family, Xiaoyan, Wang’s personal attendant, and Liangfu’s general manager, but he no longer considered any possibility of marriage.

And Hunchun, from now on, no longer mentions anything about marriage, she will put her on the shelf. Year after year, she rose from the dowry to the grandmother of Wang Hao, and then assisted Wang Hao in the administration of the house in Wangfu. Until the old prince retired behind the scenes, she took off the heavy responsibility, and quietly served the old king to the left and right, to spend his old age.

Every time I think about this, Liang An’s heart will flash a painful sorrow, and she shouldn’t be so self-defeating. She should marry the ordinary but free man outside, instead of being trapped in the house for the rest of her life. I am alone in my life.

"Oh, what sigh? Use the meal, go back to the room to rest." After a long time, the bones must not fall apart. Xia Wei has a look at Liang An, this man, presumably still regrets the original decision.

However, the reason why she no longer talks about marriage is not because of him, Xu is no longer the right eye. After thirty years, there is no such thing in mind. The affairs of the house are so busy that she has almost no time to spare. Therefore, I slowly stopped the marriage of the mind. The old and the old Wang Hao promised to give her a pension. She is also happy.

"Well, this time, the old lord should be relieved." Liang Anzhen went to the heart of the stagnation, re-titled.

"Reassuring? I don't think it is necessary. Miss Si is not willing to return to the palace, and she is married to someone who is pregnant. He will be relieved." Xia Yan smiled.

How can "Hunchun" talk about Lao Wang in the back? Liang An whispered.

"Okay, eat." Hunchun buryed his head and ate, no longer paying attention to him. She has always been such a temper, he does not know. Lao Wangye, Wang Hao, don't mind, he is anxious.