Bei Chen didn't speak anymore, but just lowered her face and continued to kiss her, and the purple pupil responded without retaining her face.
At this time, all the languages have become redundant.
As long as he kissed him or her, holding her (him), truly feeling the temperature and existence of the other person, is what he and her want to do.
Nympho
Nympho
The next day.
It wasn't until the sun and the twilight west, and the purple pupils woke up.
Opening her eyes, I saw Beichen holding her back against the pillow, holding her small hand in the big hand, and the fingertips were gently rubbing the fire coral ring on her fingers.
Knowing that she was awake, he immediately pulled her body over, embraced it, and carefully opened Bo and wrapped her tightly.
"Wake up so early?" Zitong leaned on his chest and asked.
"I didn't sleep." He answered honestly.
"Can't sleep?"
Beichen shook his head gently.
Yesterday she was too tired, and soon fell asleep in his arms, but he watched her all night.
I always feel that all this happiness is too unreal, and when I go to bed, I open my eyes soon, and I will find that all this is just a dream of Huangliang.
"Fool." Zitong and his contract had been restored. Naturally, he knew what he thought, and immediately laughed. "Do you want to not sleep for a lifetime?"
He didn't speak, he just stretched out his palm to hold her tightly.
If this is really a dream, then he would rather never wake up.
Because he cares too much, he will have the mood of suffering. Zitong also understands his feelings at the moment. He is separated for two years and forgot his previous situation. Now he finally thinks of everything.
After a while, he loosened her slightly, took her clothes to wear her and worn it.
The maid outside the door had been here several times and then left. He didn't care about letting them walk a few more times, but he was worried that her little woman would be hungry after he tossed it all night.
Zitong didn't refuse. Now her fingers are still sour, and there is no power to take care of himself.
Dressing, socks, clean mouth ...
He cooks her like a little baby, so he took her back to the door and ordered the servant to prepare dinner for her.
For a moment, the maid has served the cooked soup and food.
"This is the wife who deliberately prepared the king and the queen. Bai Yanli is the soup for the queen, and the black puppet is the soup for the king."
Zitong looked at the bowl of soup that was boiled, but her face was fever. She understood the medicine and only heard that the soup water had a lot of things, and she knew that it was some nourishing soup.
The mother -in -law of their family still thinks that their son toss her is not enough?!
When Beichen fed her soup, Lanting had already rushed over.
He has already seen this kind of behavior of the two, and he is not surprised. He dare not look at the purple pupils with his face, and Lan Ting waved his hand to drink the servant, and then stepped forward.
palace."
"Okay." Beichen put the empty bowl in his hand back to the table. "Ready, let's start soon."
"Yes!" Lanting immediately exited the door to prepare.
After a meal, Beichen immediately ordered to invite Mrs. Qingyou. Mingli said that instructions were naturally farewell to it.
For a moment, Mrs. Qingyou had rushed in, and behind her still followed a man with ordinary people's clothes.
Although the man was deliberately dressed, Beichen and Zitong still recognized that it was Beishuihan.
"I'm a little stretched, go out and take a walk. Wang Shang rests here." Zitong immediately jumped away from Beichen's arms, holding Mrs. Qingyou's palms, "I also ask his wife to lead the way."