"Little guy..." Ying Zexia walked forward quickly and took the person he missed day and night into his arms.
"It's me, I'm not dead, I'm back with our son." An Xiaoyou tightly hugged Ying Zexia's strong waist, tears bursting from her eyes like a bursting dam.
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Ying Zexia held her plump cheeks with both hands, kissed her lips deeply, enjoying the longing and love of the past five years...
"Tell me, why are you standing in front of me without any problem? What's going on..." He hugged her body tightly again. The smell of her body was familiar to him, and her hot tears fell on him.
My arms...are so hot...
"Because, uncle saved me, in fact it was you who saved me... It was you, the tears you put in the necklace, saved me... and also saved our son!" An Xiaoyou stood on tiptoes and stood on tiptoe.
A kiss was planted on the right side of his face, and she told him with practical actions that this was not a sweet dream. She was really standing in front of him at this moment...
"What a bastard I am, I didn't even think of using my tears to save you!!"
"I can't blame you. My uncle said that on the third day after my death, the necklace emitted a huge light. He used magic power to drive the necklace, and then forced out the tears embedded in it, and then he was able to save me..."
After finishing speaking, An Xiaoyou was hugged by Ying Zexia and stood up, "Little guy, I miss you..."
"I...you..." An Xiaoyou wanted to get out of his arms, but was hugged tightly by him, "Hey, our son is still outside..."
"Little Yang Yang was taken away by Miao Xi a long time ago, and she may have taken her somewhere to play... Besides, Miao Xi used illusion to lock the door. We can't live up to her good wishes!" Ying Zexia walked in with her in his arms.
In the back room, he gently put her down and let her lie on the big bed.
He untied her belt, but was stopped by An Xiaoyou, "You, tell me, have you ever been with An Qu'er..."
"No!" He swore to God, as soon as the woman came in, he cursed angrily, and then sent people to drive her out. How could he have a relationship with her!
"Really?" she asked doubtfully.
"nonsense!"
"Really? With Wenxiang Nephrite in his arms, you are not Liu Xiahui, how can you remain calm in your arms?" Only a ghost would believe him!
"You haven't changed at all since you became a mother! I'm really worried that our son has been trained badly by you!" Ying Zexia untied her belt arrogantly.
"Go away! If my son is trained to be bad, it's because he has your genes!"
"You are really..." Ying Zexia simply stopped An Xiaoyou's chattering mouth. In fact, sometimes, talking is far faster and more direct than doing it!
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"Ah - it hurts..." She bit her lower lip in pain, but it was occupied by his tongue...
"Don't bite yourself, I'm sorry, baby...I hurt you again..." He was too eager and missed her too much...
"You know it too!" An Xiaoyou glared at him angrily, "You, you, you... you haven't come out yet, it hurts me to death! Bastard!"
"I still want to scold people. It seems that I am not careful enough. My wife's heart has not completely reached me yet... I have to work hard and try harder!" After saying that, he launched the next round of attack...
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After the ambiguity, he held her in his arms and fell asleep quietly. This was the most peaceful sleep he had had in five years...