I traveled through time and space and became the favorite of Her Royal Highness the Princess

Fang Yuanqi, who was forced to stuff her mouth full of ginger soup, tried hard to spit it out, but Mu Lingshuang held her tongue tightly, preventing her from spitting it out.

During the struggle, half of the ginger soup went into Fang Yuanqi's stomach, and the remaining half was blocked by Mu Lingshuang's tongue.

Unable to spit out, and forced to savor the ginger soup, Fang Yuanqi's eyes were filled with tears, his face full of accusations. He opened his mouth and was about to speak...

Mu Lingshuang seized the opportunity, stirred her tongue slightly, and the ginger soup entered Fang Yuanqi's stomach without a drop left.

Fang Yuanqi, who was forced to take a big sip, complained with a bitter face, almost crying:

"Sister, you are so bad!"

Looking at Fang Yuanqi's slightly red eyes and the pitiful look of wanting to cry but not crying, Mu Lingshuang's throat moved slightly, and she involuntarily thought of some inappropriate scenes.

Mu Lingshuang shook his head, shook off those messy thoughts, lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of his wife's eyes, and gently advised:

"Be good, drink the ginger soup first, otherwise I will have to feed you mouthful by mouthful like this."

Feeling threatened, Fang Yuanqi glared at her fiercely, then reluctantly took the ginger soup that Mu Lingshuang handed over and drank it all in one gulp.

Mu Lingshuang took the bowl and was about to start praising him when Fang Yuanqi pulled her down and kissed her fiercely.

Humph! We share happiness and difficulties together!

Ginger soup smells so bad, don’t even think about running away, sister!

Mu Lingshuang, who didn't expect there was such a reward, reacted quickly, threw the bowl in his hand casually, hugged his wife and started kissing her back.

When Fang Yuanqi realized that the ginger taste in his mouth was not as strong as before, he was already out of breath.

Looking at Mu Lingshuang's excited face, Fang Yuanqi couldn't tell whether she was punished by him or not.

When Mu Lingshuang finished packing and climbed onto the bed, he discovered that his wife was sticking her butt out towards him...

Fang Yuanqi's inner thoughts: Damn you! She doesn't drink the ginger soup herself, but you force me to drink it. How mean! I won't hold you tonight!

Mu Lingshuang, who didn't understand what his wife was thinking, reached out and slapped his wife's butt with a "Pa!"

The sound is crisp, the lingering sound is lingering, and the feel is also good...

Fang Yuanqi, who had his back to her, turned around angrily...

Facing his wife's murderous gaze, Mu Lingshuang paused and withdrew his hand awkwardly, wanting to continue.

The next moment, a white, tender and soft little foot stretched out from the thin quilt and kicked towards her mercilessly!

Mu Lingshuang noticed that his wife's expression was not right and did not dare to hide, so he was kicked hard.

Fang Yuanqi, who kicked the person, retracted his foot almost instantly, and broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

Mu Lingshuang, who was kicked, did not move at all, with a confused look on her face.

Seeing the painful expression on his wife's face, he finally realized that his body must be too firm. He quickly went to check if his wife's feet were injured.

Fang Yuanqi, who was slapped and failed to get revenge, was furious.

"Go away, I don't want you to see it!"

Fang Yuanqi struggled hard, but Mu Lingshuang insisted on watching. Then, during the struggle, Fang Yuanqi's uninjured foot kicked Mu Lingshuang in the face.

The force wasn't great, but both of them were stunned for a moment.

Fang Yuanqi came to his senses earlier than her and started howling when he got the chance:

"Do you dislike me? I didn't mean it. What's that expression on your face? You..."

Fang Yuanqi had just started to act unreasonably when he was frozen in place by Mu Lingshuang's action.

Mu Lingshuang lowered her head, grabbed her white and tender feet and kissed them gently.

Fang Yuanqi was stunned. Where was the bastard kissing?

After kissing your feet, do you still need to kiss yourself in the future? Although your feet are your own, but...

Fang Yuanqi was struggling over whether to let Mu Lingshuang kiss her in the future. Mu Lingshuang seized the opportunity and pinched her other foot.

After a careful examination, I found that only the ankle was a little red, but not swollen, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

I found some medicine for bruises and sprains from under the bed, applied some, and rubbed it gently.

The cool feeling made Fang Yuanqi take a breath subconsciously.

Mu Lingshuang, who was concentrating on applying medicine, noticed her reaction and said softly:

"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."

Fang Yuanqi stared blankly at Mu Lingshuang's cautious movements, and suddenly felt like crying...

She missed her sister...

When she fell as a child, her sister applied medicine to her in the same way.

At that time, her parents were busy with work and flew around all day, so it was her sister who took care of her.

She remembered it very clearly. That time, she had an argument with someone, but she was not good at speaking and didn't win. She ran home crying in the rain and ended up falling down.

Fang Yuanqi subconsciously touched his right arm, where there was still a scar as big as a walnut.

My sister was also like a dog, carefully helping her apply the medicine...

Thinking of her sister, Fang Yuanqi's nose twitched. She missed her sister and also missed home.

When I was young, my parents were busy making money and rarely had time to spend with my sister and her.

Although she and her sister had plenty of money, they were not very happy.

Because other children can be with their parents every day, but they can't.

Other children have their parents with them on their birthdays and have big cakes, but they only have a big house, cold money, and blessings from their parents through video.

But her sister would buy her a big cake and sing a birthday song for her. Although her sister's birthday song was never in tune, she still thought her sister sang the best.

It sounds better than those stars and singers.

Because she knows that if there is only one person in this world who sincerely wishes her a happy birthday, it must be her sister!

In fact, to be honest, she was raised by her elder sister, and even her name was given by her elder sister.

Her sister is four years older than her, and she was born when her sister was four years old.

That year, the little Su Moyan (Fang Yuanqi's older sister, one took their father's surname, the other their mother's surname) poked Fang Yuanqi's wrinkled face and spoke with the air of a little adult:

"I want to name my sister."

Fang Yuanqi's parents looked at each other, full of curiosity:

"Why did Yanyan name her sister?"

"I have chosen a name, and my sister is mine alone." Su Moyan's delicate little face was full of seriousness.

Fang (Su)'s mother was still a little weak after giving birth, but she still cooperated and asked:

"So what are you going to name your sister?"

"Yuan Qi!" Little Su Moyan spoke in a decisive tone, obviously having been thinking about it for a long time.

Father Su (Fang) asked curiously:

"why?"

"I just checked my phone. Today is January 7th."

This was the name she had been thinking of since Mommy entered the delivery room. She felt it was very memorable because she had a younger sister on this day.

Next time I go out to fight and lose, I can just throw my sisters out and pee on them, little Su Moyan thought so, looking at her sister with eyes full of joy.