Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng had no choice but to let the person in.

Xiao subconsciously looked at the hotel room, but the position of the bed was slightly past, he didn't dare to look at the princess sleeping, he still wanted his own eyes.

"Don't look at it, there's no camera, tell me, what's the message?"

Xiao Yi immediately stood up straight, and said in a repeating tone.

"Your Majesty said, if Si Boheng refuses to let the princess go home again, he will take the princess away himself, and you can live on your own in the future."

The corners of Si Boheng's mouth twitched, he already knew it would not be a good word.Of course he won't take it seriously, and he won't let Yan Rongrong go.

But Yan Rongrong took it seriously.

She sat up in bed immediately.

"I won't go, I won't leave him."

Xiao Yi closed his eyes extremely quickly, but it was still too late. Although he only saw a shoulder, he already felt the killing intent coming from Si Boheng.

Yan Rongrong grabbed the quilt to cover her body, still trying to speak.

"Xiao Yi, you tell father that I will not leave him, and... I am willing too, don't let us separate?"

Si Boheng hurried to Yan Rongrong's side and pressed her on the bed.

"Don't get up, it's okay, no one can separate us, your father is just talking angry, don't take it seriously."

Yan Rongrong reached out from under the quilt to grab his fingers.

"It's so scary."

Xiao Yi listened to the conversation between the two, and thought silently in his heart, His Majesty is going to be treated as an evil father who beats mandarin ducks with a stick.

"Well, I've finished conveying my words, and I'm leaving. By the way, Princess, Your Majesty also said that if you are unhappy in the Si family, or if you are wronged, you can go home to him, and he will help you vent your anger."

Yan Rongrong immediately smiled.

"I'm not wronged, Xiao Yi, you thank father for me, and tomorrow... a few days later, I will take the baby back to see him."

Yan Rongrong looked at Si Boheng while talking, not sure how many days he wanted to stay here, so he said a few days later.

Si Boheng was about to be melted by his little wife's kindness, and wished he could hold her down and kiss her hard, but Xiao Yi, that obtrusive guy, hadn't left yet.

Being stared at by Si Boheng, Xiao Yi coughed lightly and left quickly.

Si Boheng went to lock the door again, stood on the balcony and turned to Yan Rongrong.

"It's dusk now, do you want to look outside?"

"and many more"

Yan Rongrong sat up and wanted to get dressed, but couldn't help but gasped, her back was so sore.

I was frightened by Xiao Yi's words just now, but I didn't feel it, but now I want to put on clothes, I feel like my body is going to fall apart, even my two legs don't seem to be my own, and I can't command them anymore.

Si Boheng turned on the bedside lamp, sat beside her, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and gently rubbed her waist with his palm.

"Does it hurt?"

Yan Rongrong glared at him reproachfully.

"What do you think? It hurts like hell, and it's all your fault. I don't know how to restrain myself. This is too indulgent. Several times, I felt that I might be the first person to die on the bed."

Si Boheng apologized very sincerely, but the hand that rubbed Yan Rongrong's waist was a little dishonest.

But seeing Yan Rongrong's pale little face, he let out a heavy breath and still controlled himself.

"Come on, I'll help you get dressed. We'll go back to the old house after we get dressed. You can rest more when you go back. You've been exhausted for the past few days."

Si Boheng's hands were very warm, whether she was rubbing Yan Rongrong's stomach or waist, she felt very comfortable, especially leaning directly on his body, she felt a little drowsy after being rubbed by him.