The child also grew cuter and cuter, and Ningyue finally buried it deep in her heart, giving all her tenderness and love to her child and Ziyou.

Dongchi Kingdom is developing rapidly, but his father still loves his mother so much. Sometimes his mother loses his temper, but his father tolerates her. In this regard, Ziyou becomes more and more like Duanmu Jifeng.

It was night, and the child was taken away by the wet nurse. Ningyue sat in the pool a little tiredly, soaking in the warm water, feeling very comfortable all over.

It’s really tiring to take care of children. Ning Yue has been learning spiritual arts before, most of which were taught by Ziyou.

Only now do I realize how much time and energy a child has cost me.

"Moon"

Ziyou's gentle voice came from behind

Ning Yue chuckled lightly and did not look back. He got out of the pool and came to Ning Yue's side. He naturally picked up the sponge on one side and wiped Ning Yue's back.

"Ci'er is getting cuter and cuter, and he is also getting heavier, so it will be very tiring to hold him. From now on, it's up to me!" Ziyou said with a smile, and Ningyue felt warm in her heart.

"Well, I know you do your best for me, but after all, I am Ci'er's mother, how can I not hug him?"

Ziyou smiled softly, but Ningyue grabbed his hand

"Ziyou, you are tired too. Let me wipe it for you."

Ziyou blushed, how could this be possible? Even though she was his wife, she was still a princess, how could she...

"Stop talking about etiquette, fool, do we still have etiquette between us?" Ningyue smiled and bent her eyes, snatched the sponge from his hand, and wiped Ziyou bit by bit.

Over the years, he has regarded her as his life and cherished her extremely. They have been together for two years and have not neglected her in the slightest.

But she didn't do anything for him

Ning Yue held the sponge tightly in her slender hands and gently rubbed Ziyou's back. Her slender and soft fingers touched his body from time to time.

Ziyou's breathing gradually became faster

"Little goblin...you set me on fire..."

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Ziyou suddenly took Ningyue's hand and said roughly, turning around to face Ningyue.

Ningyue's face was like a peach blossom, and she smiled sweetly. Ziyou kissed her lips hastily, and her lingering and hot breath rose up in the bath.

He held her hand tightly, intertwined their fingers, and kissed her eagerly

Ningyue murmured carefully, "Ziyou... Ziyou..."

In her life, there were only two men who impressed her so deeply. One was Chongjian and the other was Ziyou.
Chapter completed!