Crazy host loves sickly

Yunyun: "It's been a few times. I have no choice but to read and write comments. You don't need to read the ones with ()"

Su Xi was really scared and begged for mercy.

"Hechen, wait a moment."

"Xi'er, do you know what kind of incense is burning in the house?"

Su Xi's mind was not very clear, so of course he didn't know.

"This is Fengluan Incense, used for the harmony of the zither and the harp. Xi'er is delicate, and I'm afraid she will cry out of pain. This incense can relieve her pain."

Su Xi was so scared that she almost cried. Is this a normal person?

Will he die?

She didn't want to do this because she was afraid. She knew that she liked He Chen, but she wasn't in love with him yet. She was afraid that her defenses would be breached after she handed her over to him.

Love grows over time, but she couldn't stay in this world for long, so she chose to avoid him.

He Chen stroked her two round and plump buttocks.

(Feng Yan, who was standing by, was so happy to see this scene. Look, she said that Feng Xi seemed to have changed his personality and was so calm. Feng Yan ran over and began to "persuade" Su Xi. "Royal sister, how can you do this? We must make sure that every refugee has good food. This is our duty as princesses. How can you threaten them?! And you even said that you would knock over their food?" "You are the future Feng Jun. If this happens, how heartbroken our people will be." Feng Yan said confidently, and the refugees behind her nodded one after another. Su Xi looked at her as if she was looking at a fool, as if to say that your brain didn't seem to be working well. Then she forced a smile and opened her lips. This time, I donated two million taels, and you, sister, only donated half of mine." Su Xi looked at his whip. Well, the one Hechen gave was really nice.) Su Xi was a little tired after a busy day. When she returned to the arranged post station, she was hugged as soon as she pushed the door in. The unique woody fragrance of men came to her face.)

"Xier, don't be like this, otherwise you will be hurt. You will be the one who suffers then." He Chen tried to soften his voice.

Su Xi was breathing disorderly, but he refused to let go.

Helplessly, He Chen had to raise his hand and stroke her belly, trying to ease her tension.

It's really uncomfortable to be neither up nor down.

(Oh, pretend to be pitiful, crying children get candy, but unfortunately I like to see others cry. [......] Crazy host.)

He Chen groaned and wanted to speak, but found that Su Xi's expression was not good. Go to sleep, right?

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Su Xi's forehead, and tears brewed in his eyes and fell down his cheeks.

He Chen kissed away her tears, not knowing that this action shocked both of them. *

What Su Xi didn't know was that on the snow-white list, an extremely gorgeous plum blossom bloomed. *

The refugees queuing behind stretched their necks, and those who got the porridge squatted beside and ate while watching.

Aston flew by, nearly causing her to faint, and she gasped and cried.*

The toad sand on Su Xi's hand slowly melted into his skin, and He Chen smiled with satisfaction.

This person finally belongs to me completely.

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He opened the incense burner and poured something into it. The fragrance began to change slowly. Su Xi couldn't help but take a few more sniffs. This smell was really addictive.

Not long after, the bell started ringing again. He Chen turned Su Xi over and placed a soft cushion under Su Xi's belly.

This time, the man returned there familiarly.

The aroma was burning, contaminated with Yuanyang, and the taste was even more wonderful. Hechen almost lost his mind in the second half.

Su Xi cried and begged for mercy, but unfortunately the man seemed to be possessed by a demon.

The bell kept ringing. Su Xi had just fallen asleep when he was woken up again, over and over again. Su Xi was really afraid that He Chen would bleed profusely.

The palace maid outside had a red face. Although she was standing far away, it was so quiet that Su Xi's howling, crying, and the faint sound of bells made people imagine a lot.

(I will update a little later. I should start the next world tomorrow.)