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Chapter 1898 : The bed collapsed (1)

He hugged her more and more passionately, buried his head in her chest, and tried his best to tease her.

This time, both of them were very emotional.

The action is a bit intense.

The wooden bed creaked rhythmically.[

Accompanied by the creaking of the wooden bed, there were heavy breathing sounds and moans that seemed both painful and joyful.

It is the most intense and unbearable time.

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise coming from the room.

There was a crackling sound, as if something big fell to the ground.

In another room, Tian'er was awakened from her dream by the loud noise.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze and heard Shangguan Yunxi let out bursts of low laughter.

"Yunxi, what's wrong?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, with a strong sense of sleepiness.

Shangguan Yunxi smiled proudly and reached out to touch his little wife's head, "It's okay, go to sleep."

"But, I just heard..."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just the sound of the bed collapsing."

Tian'er's eyes widened, "The bed collapsed. Where did the bed collapse?"

Shangguan Yunxi's eyes seemed to be shining brightly in the darkness.

He raised his eyebrows and said in a cheerful tone, "I don't know either."

"But...but, okay, why is the bed so flat?"

Shangguan Yunxi touched his chin, "Well, maybe the carpentry was not done well, or the bed frame was eaten away by insects."

Tian'er blinked again and looked at him confused, "Is that so?"

Shangguan Yunxi touched her head and said with certainty, "Yes, it must be like this."

"oh..."[

Tian'er closed her eyes, feeling heavy with sleep. She nestled in his arms and murmured vaguely, "But...why, I seem to hear the voices of Li'er and Palace Master Huang...

"

"My dear, you must have heard wrong. Go to sleep."

At this moment, Shangguan Yunxi felt that he still knew his disciple very well.

He knew that this boy would be very passionate tonight.

Although he did some tampering with the bed.

But if his movements weren't so intense, could the bed... collapse?

So, young people, it’s better not to be so intense when doing things.

Not good, really not good at all.

"Wow wow wow..."

Little Linglong, who was sleeping soundly, was also woken up.

I couldn't stop crying.

Yehuang's face looked extremely ugly.


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