Mo Liancheng's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he closed his eyes, his handsome face slightly red.

It has a unique and indescribable charming style...

If he said this guy wasn't enjoying himself, no one would believe it.

Gradually, Qu Tan'er's gentle kisses seemed to be unable to satisfy Mr.

However, when a certain man just wanted to change his passiveness into dominance...

"I'm full." Qu Tan'er retreated immediately and let go.

The smile on those brows added a bit of cunning.

"You did it on purpose?" Mo Liancheng opened his eyes majestically, with a hint of familiar desire. There are some things that I have deeply experienced. If I say I don't want it, how can I really not want it? However, she is pregnant.

, he could only endure it. But, let her tease her deliberately and then dodge...

"Haha!" She smiled and leaned into his arms.

"Just remember this to me, sooner or later I will deal with you..."

"I want to go back to Xueyuan, please do some work first."

"I just asked Jing Xin to prepare snacks, won't you eat them?"

"Just ask her to take it to the snowy courtyard." Qu Tan'er smiled lightly, lowered her head, kissed him gently on the cheek, and warned him thoughtfully: "Don't be too tired." After that, she was about to leave, but behind her...

…

"Be careful, don't go too fast." A certain master warned.

"It's okay, I won't fall."

"No need to run."

"I didn't run, I just walked."

"Don't take too big a step."

"..." Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed. What else would she want to do if her husband was like this? "Yes, sir, the little one will definitely move back to the snowy courtyard with light steps."

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Yu Hao outside the door couldn't help laughing.

Qu Tan'er stepped out of Shuangyuan.

Yu Hao was still five steps behind.

Passing by the front yard of the living room, in a corner of the courtyard, a swing was erected at some point, which was too conspicuous. In this place where the main entrance comes in and out, the flowers, grass and trees all represent the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Who is so boring, doing this?

A child's plaything? If you want to do it, wouldn't it be done in your own courtyard? If a distinguished guest comes in, I really don't know what I want to think of the Eighth Prince's Mansion?

"Who made the swing?" Qu Tan'er frowned.

Yu Hao just wanted to respond.

But there was a woman next to her who replied: "I made it specially. If the princess likes it, she can sit on it and try it. It's so fun. Oh, no, the princess is pregnant now and can't sit on it."

Zhao Qingyun appeared, and while talking, he looked at Qianqiu in front of him proudly.

She thought about it for a long time before she thought of building the swing here.

Because Mo Liancheng rarely goes to her side yard, sitting here, he can see her when he comes in and out often.

Qu Tan'er glanced at the swing lightly and said softly: "Tear it down."

"That can't be demolished, it's mine." When Zhao Qingyun heard this, he became angry, "Why do you say that it should be demolished? I'm not bothering you. It's not allowed to be demolished anyway!"

"It's a beautiful swing, but it's a pity... that it was put in the wrong place and at the wrong time." Qu Tan'er said calmly, without Zhao Qingyun's impatience. Although she said it would be dismantled, she did not argue with Zhao Qingyun.

Keep walking forward.

She walks slowly and has a leisurely manner.

Zhao Qingyun looked on from the side, his face originally filled with anger, but suddenly he calmed down and smiled strangely: "Princess, are you in a bad mood? Then I don't blame you." There was a touch of sarcasm and schadenfreude in those words.
Chapter completed!