The hotbed is soft and comfortable to sleep.

Luo Jiaojiao woke up, but found that she was being hugged by Bo Langjun. She wanted to push Bo Langjun away and get up, but she hugged her even tighter.

Luo Jiaojiao was about to shout, but suddenly remembered the hints Bo Langjun had given him last night.

Do the partition walls really have ears? Luo Jiaojiao looked upwards towards the top of her head. Of course, she couldn't see through the walls, but she didn't dare to speak.

Bo Langjun was still asleep. When Luo Jiaojiao rolled into his arms in the middle of the night, she woke him up. He came back to his senses for a while and hugged her in his arms.

The sweet and soft jade are in her arms. The little husband is already very satisfied. He hugged Luo Jiaojiao beautifully and fell asleep, his dreams are sweet.

Luo Jiaojiao's head was leaning against Bo Langjun's chest, and her face became hot. She felt like she was breathless.

Bo Langjun in his sleep was awakened by Luo Jiaojiao's kick. Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun open his eyes and hurriedly struggled to get up.

Bo Langjun turned over and pressed Luo Jiaojiao under him. Luo Jiaojiao was panicked and couldn't help but raise her hand to push Bo Langjun away. But her strength was not as strong as Bo Langjun. After the two of them fought, Luo Jiaojiao's arms lost.

Bo Langjun's face approached Luo Jiaojiao. Luo Jiaojiao closed her eyes and thought that it was not possible, but she felt her forehead was slightly cold. Bo Langjun's lips were printed on her forehead.

Bo Langjun turned over and got off the ground, tidied up his underwear, and then waited for Luo Jiaojiao to wait for him to dress.

Luo Jiaojiao's face was as red as the morning glow. She was lying on the bed without strength and didn't want to get up.

"What? Isn't even the strength to dress this Langjun?" Bo Langjun deliberately raised his voice.

Luo Jiaojiao then slowly sat up. She looked at the playful expression in Bo Langjun's eyes as she looked back, wishing she could get under the bed.

Taiwei's Mansion, confidential indoor.

Taiwei Zhou sat upright behind the table, looking at his eyes and ears with bright eyes.

"Report to the Grand Marshal! There was no big noise between the two of them last night. But this morning, the sound of their bed was endless." Although the ears and ears were kneeling on the ground and lowered their heads, his neck turned red.

"It's hard for you! Okay! Go down!" Taiwei Zhou's old face turned red unconsciously. After all, it was not very glorious to send someone to do this.

"Don't you punish him?" asked the personal bodyguard of Taiwei Zhou.

"He was still restrained last night! His age is normal!" Zhou Taiwei also experienced the time when he was young, so he did not deal with Bo Langjun, but he still kept them in vain.

The morning light lit the room through the doors and windows. Luo Jiaojiao brought the washed water to the door.

"Open the door! Pour water!" Luo Jiaojiao was so angry that she was so angry that she thought that the guards would not let her go out.

As soon as the door opened, the water from Luo Jiaojiao splashed out, splashing the guards who opened the door wet.

"Ha ha!"

Luo Jiaojiao closed the door and ran to the inner room and laughed loudly. She felt relieved: "Let you keep me locked up again! Humph!"

"They are also doing things on orders, why bother them?" Bo Langjun took the basin in Luo Jiaojiao's hand and put it on the basin rack in the outer room.

"Jiang Yu is not here to look for us!" Luo Jiaojiao suddenly remembered Bo Langjun's personal bodyguard Jiang Yu.

"When I came, I had already instructed him not to care about anything, and just wait outside the mansion!" Bo Langjun sat down after several cases and looked at Luo Jiaojiao.

"Langjun had known that we would be under house arrest? No! Did you do it on purpose?" Luo Jiaojiao knelt beside Bo Langjun and lowered her voice.

Bo Langjun picked up a stroke and drew a pond, then pointed at the mandarin duck and said to Luo Jiaojiao: "Look! Although these mandarin ducks are trapped in a small pond, they will not affect their love!"

"You and I are not Yuanyang!" Luo Jiaojiao said to Bo Langjun. She doesn't like being locked up and living a life without freedom.

"The mandarin ducks are very loyal to their spouses. If one of them dies, the other one will never live alone!" Bo Langjun continued his painting.

"Then let's live well together!" Luo Jiaojiao got up and went to make tea for Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun looked up at Luo Jiaojiao who was cooking tea at this time. He found that Luo Jiaojiao was so gentle and lovely when she was quiet, which made people feel pity.

A cup of fragrant tea was delivered to Bo Langjun's tables. Bo Langjun picked it up and was about to taste tea when he suddenly saw Taiwei Zhou appearing in front of the door. When he loosened his hand, the cup of tea fell on the mandarin duck picture he had just drawn.

"Why are you so careless? My mandarin ducks are so wet!" Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly picked up the mandarin duck picture and said depressedly.

"The tea you cook is so bad, how embarrassed do you blame me?" Bo Langjun pushed a few cases and wanted to stand up.

"Who said it? I tasted it all! You did it on purpose!" Luo Jiaojiao angrily threw the picture of the mandarin duck in her hand on Bo Langjun.

"My clothes! You are becoming more and more dissatisfied! You are not changing clothes for me!" Bo Langjun shouted deliberately angrily.

"I have my own hands and feet, why do you want someone to change it for you?" Luo Jiaojiao felt sorry for her pair of mandarin duck pictures being destroyed, so she lost her sense of restraint.

"Don't think that if I spoil you, you can speak like this! You haven't added a man or a woman to the Yang family for more than a year. If someone else had changed you, you would have sent you away! I care about your old feelings and treat you as before. This is how you repay me?"

Bo Langjun's words made Luo Jiaojiao stunned for a moment. However, her reaction was quite fast, and she suddenly burst into tears: "If you are idle, I can't give birth to others, just marry someone else! Why use these words to block me!"

"Of course I want to marry you! I just hope you will get along with your future wife in the future. I believe she won't make things difficult for you!" Bo Langjun's tone eased.

"If you marry her, I'll leave! We are strangers from now on, so we will be treated as completely without me!"

Luo Jiaojiao seemed to be really involved in the play, and her voice was filled with sadness, which made Taiwei Zhou, who was eavesdropping outside the door, feel compassion. He turned around and sighed and left.

The Bo Langjun in the room looked at Luo Jiaojiao sitting weakly at the tea table crying, feeling uncomfortable as if he was stabbed in his mouth. He seemed to have seen a scene of a certain day in the future, which made him unsteadily stand and his face pale due to heartache.

The two people in the room had not moved for a moment. Bo Langjun stood blankly on one side of several desks and looked at Luo Jiaojiao. His eyes were filled with gloom, which made his deep eyes look like a blue mist.

Luo Jiaojiao had stopped sobbing. She was too immersed in the role just now and has not been able to fully walk out until now. Her white little hand began to tear her skirt again.

"I'm thirsty!"

Bo Langjun sat hard after several cases, and his body was piled up weakly, moaning as if he was seriously ill.

Luo Jiaojiao then recovered and raised her hand to pour tea for Bo Langjun. When she walked to Bo Langjun with the teacup, she found that his hand was trembling when he picked up the blurry picture of the mandarin duck.

Knowing that she was playing, she still ruined the picture of the mandarin duck! Luo Jiaojiao's anger in her heart "stopped" and rushed up. She put down the teacup heavily and was about to turn around and walk away, but her hand was held by Bo Langjun.

Luo Jiaojiao shrank instinctively, but was grabbed even tighter. She saw a hint of sadness in Bo Langjun's eyes on her pale face.

Luo Jiaojiao's heart trembled. If she leaves in the future, will he be like this?

"Just just doing a show, why did you make yourself like this?" Luo Jiaojiao smiled reluctantly.

"Don't leave me, okay?" Bo Langjun still held Luo Jiaojiao's hand tightly.

"good!"

Under such circumstances, how could Luo Jiaojiao not agree? But she really doesn't know whether she can do it in the future.
Chapter completed!