After making love, Murong Jingshu lay lazily in Xuan Ningxuan's arms, playing with Xuan Ningxuan's long hair that reached her chest.
Xuan Ningxuan gently placed his hand on Murong Jingshu's shoulder, and his handsome eyebrows knitted together.
Suddenly, the hand on Murong Jingshu's shoulder tightened suddenly, and a joyful smile instantly appeared on her face.
Murong Jingshu's shoulder was pinched by Xuan Ningxuan's fingerprints, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it on purpose." Xuan Ningxuan immediately let go of his hand and carefully rubbed Murong Jingshu's injured shoulder.
"My lord, has Jingshu made you angry?" Murong Jingshu pouted in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes.
"No, I have thought of a way to give you a status and make your father accept you." Xuan Ningxuan said with a smile on his face.
"What can I do?" Murong Jingshu asked in surprise. She didn't want to wait three years.
Xuan Ningxuan put his hand on Murong Jingshu's belly and looked at Murong Jingshu with a smile.
Murong Jingshu understood this, turned around, put her arms around Xuan Ningxuan's neck, and said with a smile: "Jingshu will definitely give birth to a little prince for the prince."
"Then I have to work hard." Xuan Ningxuan smiled and pressed Murong Jingshu under him.
Murong Jingshu pushed Xuan Ningxuan away, with sadness on her face.
"Jingshu, did I hurt you?" Xuan Ningxuan asked with concern.
Murong Jingshu shook her head and said timidly: "Will Jingwan be sad?"
"Jingshu, don't mention that woman when we are alone." A trace of displeasure flashed across Xuan Ningxuan's face.
"I know." Murong Jingshu said softly, a hint of joy flashed across her beautiful face.
"Jingshu, you interrupted my temperament, how should you compensate me?" Xuan Ningxuan said mischievously.
Murong Jingshu's little face instantly turned red, but she still shyly kissed Xuan Ningxuan's lips.
As if he was very satisfied with Murong Jingshu's reaction, Xuan Ningxuan's evil smile returned to his face.
"My lord, what if Jingshu is pregnant with a girl?" Murong Jingshu did not forget the most important thing. Without a son, her status in the royal family cannot be guaranteed.
Xuan Ningxuan smiled helplessly. He didn't care about the gender of the child, so why did Murong Jingshu care so much.
"Whether it's a boy or a girl, I like them all." Xuan Ningxuan promised Murong Jingshu with a smile.
Before Murong Jingshu could speak, Xuan Ningxuan kissed Murong Jingshu's red lips. Tonight, the two of them were destined to have no sleep.
