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Jiang Qiyun heard my description and sneered, poking my forehead with a slender finger: "What are your little head thinking? I didn't see you as smart as you do in the morning and evening, scriptures, scriptures, magic and talismans, but I was smart enough to think about these things."

"I really find it funny... It turns out that the immortal gods also have conflicts..." I sighed.

"What do you think?" Jiang Qiyun restrained his mind and his tone gradually became calm.

"As long as all spirits and things in the world exist, there will be a competition for survival resources, and even trees will work hard to face the sun... People in the world compete for fame and fortune, practitioners strive to prove their way and become immortals, and immortals also compete for them, but the things they compete for are different. Like this idiot, just to fight for a breath."

He said as he prepared to remove the outer robe.

I quickly reached out to help him, and he was wrapped in white veil in one hand.

This decision made his brow move slightly, and he sat on the bed and looked up at me: "...It's rare that you can serve people."

Well……

"I see that your hand is injured, please help you..." I muttered.

In his concept, his wife should be the kind who is very virtuous, right?

For example, taking care of your husband and children at home, doing housework, being able to change clothes and tie your husband, and serving tea with bare hands... That's the kind of harmonious couple in his concept, right?

Then he was really tolerant of me.

He never made these requests to me, nor did he say what kind of wife he wanted.

Thinking about it this way, he seems to be quite casual and has no requirements?

"If it weren't for me-" I suddenly said something without thinking.

He raised his eyes and waited for my words below.

Embarrassing...

How pretentious is this kind of thing to say?

If it weren't for me, would you fall in love with other women? Perhaps others are more in line with your imagination and requirements for your wife.

Let’s not say it anymore, this assumption is meaningless.

I helped him take off his outer robe, held it in his arms and planned to hang it on the hanger. As soon as I turned around, I heard him slowly speaking-

"...If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be Yu Gui and Younan."

If it wasn't for you.

There will be no Yu Gui and Younan.

I recited it silently several times in my heart. The deep meaning behind this sentence made my internal organs feel a little sour.

The spiritual fetus was originally for sacrifice.

He didn't intend to be moved at first, at most he had some pity, so he said "tolerantly" that he would not appear again, allowing me to live a quiet life.

But when did it start to get entangled deeper and harder, until it finally couldn't bear to separate?

I don't know anything about him.

"...Mu Xiaoqiao, I said that I don't like to cry, why did I mess with you? Now I cry when I see me?" His cold voice sounded in my ears with a hint of dissatisfaction.

He walked behind me and bowed his head, pinched my waist, with a little bit of gritting teeth: "How many times do you want me to say it? I don't like seeing you cry except on the bed."

I sniffed, how could I cry? I couldn’t be moved?

"The Emperor is a person who understands the Supreme Being forgot about love. You can't lose your temper and break the merits~~" I changed the topic.

He sneered, evacuated from behind me, and said lazily: "So what if the Supreme Being Forgets? You should go back to you every day to report, otherwise you will cry again."

I frowned, I was not in a resentful mood.

"Only when men care, women's tears are useful; if men don't care, it's useless if they cry blind..."

"After all, you are not thinking about it! Otherwise, the high bed and warm pillows of Yin Jingtian Palace, and the maids are gentle and well-behaved, why don't you stay there? Come and squeeze in such a small room with me..."

I hung his clothes and turned to look at him.

His eyebrows and eyes closed slightly, and a faint smile was on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing him holding his chin with one hand and lying on his side like a lazy beast, I couldn't help but want to stroke the tiger's beard.

He hooked his clothes and his belt, revealing his clavicle with distinct lines under the Adam's apple.

Once the belt is loose and the lapels are slightly dispersed, you can see a solid texture.

He chuckled and said, "What are you doing? You want to eat and are afraid of being eaten. I dare not move, for fear of scaring you away."

"Who wants to eat you, I still remember the bet... I will get the first condition if I say anything."

Today is the third night. As long as I am determined, I will be able to make the conditions tomorrow!

"What conditions do you want to make?" he frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Tell me directly what you want. I can satisfy you, why use the form of bet?"

"No, I don't want you to be kind and compassionate with you. I want you to be honest and obedient, hehe..." I made up for the conditions I wanted to put forward, and couldn't help but giggle.

Jiang Qiyun narrowed her eyes, and this tempting look made my throat a little dry.

We have been entangled for more than a year, physically intertwined at so many nights, and have experienced so many things together, and welcoming the birth of the baby together.

Some desires have been engraved with instincts, such as the need for each other.

He pressed the back of my head and kissed deeply, put it on my lips and said with a smile: "Okay, satisfy you... I won't bother you tonight, so that you can make the conditions with confidence tomorrow."

That's great. I kissed him on the lips. The first time I thought he was so cute.

Well, cute.

The landlord's son is the best...

puff……

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Shao Yihang couldn't wait to urge me to help him see the house, so I had to go out with a small compass on my back. There was light snow floating in the sky, which was so cold. I spent the first time in winter in the north. My clothes were not thick enough in winter, and I always felt that my body was filled with cold air when I went out.

Although I don’t feel cold, my grandma always says she can’t stand the cold wind blowing into the bones, so that I can’t go out less.

But Shao Yihang came to the door and urged me so hard that the car drove to the alley waiting for me.

"Miss Xiao Qiao, how much does it cost to see a house usually? I'll give you a red envelope." He asked diligently.

I shook my head and said, "I won't charge you money."

"Oh, then how can I repay you?"

Don't just glar at me and thank you...

Shao Yihang's house is a medium-old and ancient house, which is spacious and bright. Most of the community are like this kind of cadre family building.

The house has a square layout, no problems in the overall environment, and there is no collision within.

But by using the Nine Palaces Flying Stars to see the problem.

"There is no need to change the layout of this house, just change the room." I said to him.

"What room to change?"

"Your mom's room is changed, just don't stay in this one."

"...Why? I can't live in this room from now on? I've been living there for so many years! I've been going well. It's just this year. Is it a problem with the room?" He looked disbelief.

I have a good temper, so if my brother is there, I will scold him.

If you don’t believe it, please ask me to see what?

"...Let's go into your mother's room and take a look. I'll explain it briefly to you. If you believe it or not, please do whatever you want." hf();
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