(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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"What the third prince said makes sense."

There was a hint of hopeful pleasure in Chu Mu's eyes, "So you say..."

But before he could finish speaking, Ji Sishen approached Chu Mu and said, "Unfortunately, I think the four words of the marshal's wife are more emotional and sounder than the third emperor's concubine."

The laughter overflowing from the corner of his mouth he made his heart tremble slightly.

The aroma in the nose his is refreshing.

Chu Mu actually closed his eyes and enjoyed the aroma that swept over Ji Sishen 's body his.

So addicting, so enticing...to be bullied fiercely.

He really wanted to see what it would be like to be squeezed/under him, and what kind of expression he would look like with such a camouflaged little hedgehog who hides a fierce breath in private.

It must be an emotional temptation that can drive you crazy.

Chu Mu opened his eyes, and the sharp little hedgehog had already disappeared in front of him.

Oh, interesting little guy.

As expected of Fu Ting's fancy.

He said, with Mu Xingchun 's temperament, how could he have caught Fu Ting's eyes her.

Thinking about the conversations he heard, Chu Mu became more determined to get Ji Sishen.

As long as it belongs to Fu Ting, he wants to get his hands on it.

I don't know what will happen to Marshal Fu of Interstellar, using something he has touched.

Chu Mu was really looking forward to it.

Ji Sishen shivered for no reason, but felt a chill down his back his, not very comfortable.

It can't be the pervert of the third prince, what are you thinking about?

Ji Sishen saw the person, and immediately changed a sweet smile.  He did n't care whether it was outside or where, and threw himself into Fu Ting 's arms his.

Satisfied, he rubbed against his chest.

Sure enough, his marshal is the most fragrant.

Fu Ting followed him, and when he saw him acting like a kitten in his arms his, his heart his felt soft.

"Who was that just now?"
Ji Sishen raised his head and said, "The third prince."

However, Ji Sishen really didn't want to mention this person, it was a little disgusting.

She even wanted to vomit up, her little face her wrinkled tightly.

This made Fu Ting nervous all of a sudden, and she hurriedly followed Ji Sishen's back, "What's the matter!"

Ji Si slowly came over and shook his head.

The whole person leaned on Fu Ting's body, looking pale and powerless.

"It's okay, it's disgusting."

He panicked when he thought that the third prince did n't know what was behind his back.

Fu Ting frowned subconsciously and carried the person directly to his office his.

"Let Qiao Zhi come and see?"

Ji Sishen quit, "No, I don't want others to be our light bulbs."

He still prefers to do some physical exercises with Fu Ting, which is sweaty.

Sure enough, Fu Ting didn't react, and the person who had said disgusting a second ago knocked him down.

It seems to be like this every time.

Fu Ting smiled softly, hugged people, and completely put aside those who didn't matter.

Ji Sishen was tired and fell asleep at the moment, while Fu Ting hugged him, put his hand on Ji Sishen's lower abdomen, and rubbed lightly.

Don't know what to think.

Just now Ji Sishen wanted to vomit several times, so Fu Ting was thinking now, is there any?

It's like other women are pregnant, is that the case?

Ji Sishen turned around, hugged Fu Ting to find a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

Fu Ting chuckled softly and tucked the quilt on Ji Sishen's body his.

Forget it, it would be nice if he had a deep one.

One more little guy... in the way.

However, Fu Ting felt that he still needed to check Ji Sishen, so he called Qiao Zhi.