The Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife Dressed as a Male Protagonist

Little Sweetness

nothing?

The touch from behind was weirdly soft, not like a pregnant woman's belly, but like a pillow for sleeping.

Shen Jie turned around slowly, looked down at her belly, and asked, "Nothing?"

Du Yaoyao regretted her impulsiveness and exposed the fact of false pregnancy. She hadn't figured out how to get along with Shen Jie in the future.

At this point, she said frankly, "I'm not pregnant..."

Shen Jie reached out to touch her belly, and asked, "What else?" The

two of them knew each other well, and he was waiting for her to confess her feelings.

Du Yaoyao took his blood-stained hand, and changed the topic, "I'll help you to rest in my study, and ask a doctor to take a look."

"Yoyao," Shen Jie held her hand tightly, and asked softly, " Do you like me?"

Du Yaoyao scratched his palm with her slender fingertips, and said angrily, "Don't you have a point in your heart?"

If you don't feel it, you won't let him enter the house, let alone watch him vomit blood. Give him a hug.

——His temper and attitude have not been corrected.

Satisfied, Shen Jie leaned weakly against Du Yaoyao's body, breathing warm breath into her ears.

"I want to sleep on the bed in my wife's study."

Not forgetting to be seductive during her illness, Du Yaoyao's face was slightly hot, and she helped him to the study.

The study room is simply furnished, with a table, a chair and a row of bookshelves, and there is a small couch for people to rest. Du Yaoyao was usually tired of reading and settling accounts, so she would lie down on it.

Shen Jie was tall and tall, and he had to curl his legs slightly when lying on the small couch.

Du Yaoyao pretended to turn a blind eye.

She didn't want to take Shen Jie to her bedroom. This person loves to push his nose to his face, slept on the bed in her boudoir, and could hold her to do things on the bed at night.

As long as he is hard enough.

Liu'er invited the doctor, and the doctor checked the pulse and said that the old disease was still unhealed, and he was suffering from wind and cold, so he prescribed a prescription for Haosheng to recuperate.

Du Yaoyao went out to look for medicine, and Liu'er took advantage of this gap to tease her with a smile, "My lord, is Madam's bed easy to sleep in?" The

small couch is narrow and I can't stretch my limbs, so it's not as comfortable as a few broken wooden boards in the warehouse.

Shen Jie's eyebrows were darkened, and he scolded Liu'er, "Get out!"

But he thought in his heart: The beds in the study room are all asleep, can the bed room be far behind?

Du Yaoyao brought a bowl of thick black concoction, and a bitter smell immediately filled the room.

Shen Jie frowned deliberately.

Sitting by the couch, Du Yaoyao scooped up a ladle and blew lightly, "Come on, drink the medicine, you'll get better after drinking it."

Shen Jie was a little reluctant, so he asked first, "Drink it, will there be sugar later?"

Shen Jie was What kind of person, who has suffered a lot since childhood, would be afraid of a mere bowl of bitter medicine? He purposely kept her coquettish in front of her.

Du Yaoyao held back her temper, "You are coughing, so you can't eat sweets."

"Oh..." Shen Jie's face was full of disappointment, "I drank too much medicine in the past year, and I'm afraid of drinking it." He stared at her with scorching eyes With bright red lips, "Madam, can you give me some sweetness?"

His hint was so obvious that it was difficult for Du Yaoyao to ignore it.

She leaned over to kiss his lips lightly, and handed the medicine bowl to his hand, "Drink it by yourself."

Shen Jie looked at the medicine bowl inexplicably, "Didn't you feed it?"

Du Yaoyao argued, "You want my sweets, so you won't feed them."

"I haven't tasted it yet." Shen Jie complained, staring at her lips while licking his own.

The idiot himself! Du Yaoyao urged speechlessly, "Drink quickly."

"I want candy..." Shen Jie persisted.

"I'll have it after drinking it," Du Yaoyao coaxed helplessly, "Hurry up and drink."

Shen Jie took Du Yaoyao's hand, for fear that she would regret it. After taking a sip of the medicinal soup, he leaned in front of her, his bright eyes blinking, as if he was "asking for sugar".

Du Yaoyao spit out the tip of her pink tongue, licked the medicine stain on his lips, and quickly withdrew it, "Okay?"

Shen Jie was still not satisfied, his throat rolled, and the tip of his high nose pressed against her slender nose bridge, rubbing and begging, "My dear, give me something to eat..."

He wanted the kind of intimacy with lips and tongues intertwined.

Unable to resist his tenderness, Du Yaoyao closed her eyes and moved her lips forward.

Shen Jie wrapped her waist tightly with one hand, stroked her long hair with the other, and kissed her gently.

Gentle as the spring rain, he traced the line of her beautiful lips, opened the white teeth with the tip of his tongue, and sucked her soft tongue.

"No..."