For the sake of his son, he worked hard when he tormented her on the bed.
"Aren't we still living happily without a son? I don't care if there is a kid who will take over your time." Dongfang Xingyan said sternly.
"You don't have to say things like this on purpose just to comfort me." This kind of words is so untechnical, and it's comforting when you hear it.
"I'm not comforting you, I'm telling the truth. You believe me, as long as you are by my side, it doesn't matter if I have a son or not, really."
Dongfang Xing looked at her eagerly, emphasizing very hard, lest she didn't believe him.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him for a while, then suddenly put her arms around his waist and said with a chuckle: "I know you value me more than a child, but don't say you don't need children. Uncle Luo said there will be hope."
, even if it’s one in ten thousand, we might actually have it that day, and the baby will be very unhappy if he knows that you dislike him.”
"Okay, but you have to promise me that you won't be sad about this anymore." Dongfang Xing held her shoulders, his tone was so serious and firm.
"Okay, I promise you." He wouldn't put pressure on her, and she wouldn't put pressure on herself.
"Wife." Dongfang Xing kissed her on the lips with satisfaction.
"Let's go back quickly, they must be worried about us." Xiahou Huan'er then remembered them and quickly pulled him outside.
"What's the rush? Just let them worry." Dongfang Xing said sternly.
The corner of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth suddenly twitched. Listen to what he said. Is this what a boss should say?
"If we don't go back, why are we staying here?" Aren't they still on their way?
"There are many things I can do, such as kissing you."
Mr. Xing said without blushing and out of breath, put his arm around her waist, pressed her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her passionately.
Xiao Nizi, after squealing twice, half pushing, half ringing, was completely succumbed to Master Xing's overbearing yet gentle offensive of passionate kisses.
As for that group of people, Mr. Xing said, let them worry.
One by one one by one
Outside the forest, Wild Rose and the others were really worried. After waiting outside for a long time, they didn't see them coming out, so they became even more worried.
As soon as Dongfang Xingran came back, he hid in the trunk of the car and kept silent, as if he was autistic.
Wei Lai and Si Chen did not join in the fun, and were worried when Dongfang Xing and Xia Hou Huan'er didn't come back.
In the future, she looked back at Dongfang Xingran. She felt deep sadness and helplessness in him. She said to Si Chen, "I want to talk to him."
Si Chen squinted at Dongfang Xingran, nodded, and said, "Go."
Speaking of which, Mirai and he are from the same sect, so maybe they will really have something to talk about.
Future slowly walked over to Dongfang Xingran and sat down. He still wore a peaked cap with the brim of the hat set very low, covering half of his face. His personality was a bit withdrawn and he didn't like to interact with anyone except Xiahou Huan'er.
Others.
I heard that he and Dongfang Xing were from the same era. He is Dongfang Xing's nephew, so what should she call him?
She frowned and asked gently: "What should I call you?"
Dongfang Xingran didn't even raise his eyes and said coldly: "Call me by my name." He didn't want to call Taizu anything.
