Chapter 1853: Grand Finale—Birth of a Child (8)

Seeing that the usually innocent, pure, quiet and lovely little thing actually showed such fiery enthusiasm on the first night of the wedding/marriage, Long Yutian couldn't help but feel a little ecstatic.

What's more, that condescending posture, mixed with the faint milk fragrance naturally exuded from her body, echoed Long Yutian's enthusiasm for rushing forward.

His voice contained a forbearing hoarseness: "Like this?"

Xiao Rong'er nodded: "Mother said that women should occupy the dominant position—"

Seeing her innocent words, and her little hand constantly provoking his desire/desire to reach the peak, Long Yutian's eyes flashed a touch of beauty.

With a smile on his face, he said mischievously, "Hey, I'd rather let my husband do this kind of strenuous work. Later, I'll let you take the lead, huh?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Qian Rong'er's waist, turned around, and switched the positions of the two of them.

The hazy candlelight, against the backdrop of a piece of silver outside the window, seems to have entered a dreamlike pure world.

Clothes scattered all over the floor, mixed with walnuts and red dates, gradually came out the faint coquettish/panting voice of a woman, every step, leading them to the future that they yearn for--

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Charming/lingering, after several clouds and rains.

Long Yutian hugged the tired and dying Xiao Rong'er with distress, hugged her tightly, lowered his head and bit her earlobe.

"Rong'er—from now on, I will be your husband, understand?"

Rong'er raised his eyelids lazily, and there was a hint of doubt in the blur that hadn't faded: "Well, Rong'er knows, father——"

Long Yutian was trembling all over when she shouted 'Father——'.

Even before the strenuous exercise, Long Yutian didn't feel anything wrong when Rong'er called him 'Father Emperor'.

But now that the little things have been eaten and wiped clean, looking at her white and delicate skin, all light and faint are the little strawberries he planted, and the evidence is conclusively placed in front of his eyes.

At this time, when I heard her call 'Father——', I felt a kind of illusion of 'forbidden/taboo' and 'bird/beast'.

Long Yutian straightened his posture and corrected him: "You can't call me Huangfu anymore, you know? You can call me Zhenyu, or Ah San."

Rong'er flattened her mouth and was not happy anymore.

Yu is Zhu Sisi's title, and Ah San is the mother's exclusive title. If she uses it, it will not reflect the close and unique relationship between her and her father.

However, calling him a 'husband' is very rigid, and he doesn't understand calling him a 'husband'. forget it--

Xiao Rong'er struggled for a long time, and finally opened her mind, snapped her fingers, and shouted happily: "I remembered, from now on I will call you—the one who warms the bed—"

Long Yutian - a burst of thunder rolling!

Covered directly by the quilt, he closed his eyes speechlessly, his mouth was pursed, and he couldn't even pry it open with a shovel.

Only Qian Rong'er didn't care about the man next to him, with a dark and smelly square face, coquettishly arched into his arms, revealing two dimples, and repeated: "Good night, warmer!"

Then, he found a comfortable position, raised his calves, circled his hands, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

——Duoer dividing line——

The next afternoon, Qian Duoduo fell asleep, and when Youyou woke up, Long Muchen was waiting by the bed, staring at her intently.