"Well..." Twisting his body, Muyin curled his lips, "Actually, I didn't feel wronged that much."
"Are you exhausted today?"
"It's okay...my hands are just numb." Muyin blushed and looked at Yuan Hongxi. Damn it, should she tell Yuan Hongxi that she was not pregnant?
"I see you had a lot of fun playing." Yuan Hongxi rubbed Muyin's hand and smiled, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"
Pouting her lips, Muyin suddenly wanted to act coquettishly. She hummed twice: "It still hurts."
"Then rub it more, husband." After saying that, Yuan Hongxi breathed on Muyin's hand, and began to massage it thoughtfully and gently. After continuing for a while, Muyin took out his hand and touched his cheek: "Well...
…Yuan Hongxi.”
"?"
"I, I want to tell you something..."
"Okay, you say it, husband, listen." With her gentle tone, gentle eyes, and gentle smile, Yuan Hongxi is simply a perfect embodiment.
Muyin's heart twitched as she looked at his sincere eyes, wishing she could kick herself to death.
Ahhh! How was she going to tell him that she was fake pregnant?
If I had known better, I wouldn't have tortured him like this! It turns out that nothing happened between him and Han Queluo! Bastard, holy shit! If there was a table in front of him, Muyin would have turned it over eight or ten times.
"Is Yin'er feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Yuan Hongxi asked with a smile, "Or...there are some things that you dare not tell your husband?"
Her heart skipped a beat. Looking at Yuan Hongxi's eyes, Muyin felt confused again. Well, why did she think Yuan Hongxi's smile had a special meaning?
"you……"
"I?"
"Ahem." Muyin scratched his head, cruelly opened the quilt, and suddenly took off his clothes. Blood stains were immediately visible on his buttocks. Also, she had not changed her clothes since she was brought by Yuan Hongxi.
Taking out the blackened and solidified blood bag hanging from his hip, Muyin handed it to Yuan Hongxi: "Your son."
"?!"
"...Ah, he is your 'son'." Muyin blushed, hoping that Yuan Hongxi could understand it for himself.
Yuan Hongxi twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Why is it a bag?"
"Because...it can cure all diseases." Muyin replied with a silly smile.
After throwing away the blood bag, Yuan Hongxi suddenly smiled and raised Muyin's chin: "You still know how to tell my husband? Huh?"
"Say, what do you say..."
"You faked your pregnancy."
"Hey...my husband is indeed smart and intelligent, which is rare to see in a hundred years! You will know after just a little prodding. He is indeed not an ordinary person. I admire you!" After saying that, Muyin knelt on the bed and faced Yuan Hongxi.
I bowed sincerely.
Well, I hope Yuan Hongxi can accept such flattery.
Yuan Hongxi smiled lightly, looking at Muyin kneeling on the bed like a child who made a mistake, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but extend a perfect arc.
He was so nervous about the child in Muyin's belly, why did he allow Han Queluo to stay in her room for five days? On the night when Han Queluo copied the scriptures, Yuan Hongxi sent someone in to check the scriptures.
There is musk in the scriptures.
The first reaction was that Yuan Hongxi planned to settle the score with Han Queluo. But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. Yin'er was not a literary person, so she was upset when she saw Han Queluo being treated like this...
So that day, he went to find Liu Mo. After hesitating, Liu Mo told the matter, which made Yuan Hongxi want to knock him to the ground.
After that, he simply turned a blind eye and cooperated with Muyin to complete the scene.
