Chapter 1183 Demon Charming Langjun, a Bit Ruthless (71)

He moved his legs off his waist, quickly wrapped the person with a quilt, and held him tightly.

"Don't move, I'm so tired." Su Qiao muttered softly with her eyes closed.

Qi Jinghe did not dare to move any more.

A pair of black eyes fixedly stared at her sleeping face, flashing various expressions.

A few months ago, he would never have imagined that they would become what they are now.

The hatred towards her, the resentment towards her, seemed to have vanished as they got along with each other, and with the thrill of this period of time.

There is only heartbeat, only worry and yearning, and... satisfaction.

It's a sense of solid satisfaction, a feeling of happiness.

When Su Qiao woke up again, she found that the surroundings were dark.

The cold white moonlight streamed in from the window, bringing a few traces of light into the room.

When she just woke up, she was dazed.

"woke up?"

Before she could figure out what year it was, a low, hoarse voice came from her ear.

Just as he was about to turn his head, his mouth was blocked, "Ugh..."

After a long while, she breathed fresh air and stared at the man shyly and annoyed: "What are you doing?"

"Haven't you always coveted my body? I'll satisfy you now."

In the dim light, Qi Jinghe smiled like a fox.

And then... there is no subsequent.

At noon the next day, Xiao Yue'er squatted beside her half-made swing and sighed.

"Grandpa, why are father and mother so lazy, it's already noon, we can't afford it."

Father Liu sat in the pavilion, basking in the sun while composing Cailanzi, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Your mother rode a horse and chased our carriage for a month. She must be tired from running. She has to take a good rest."

Xiao Yue'er's little resentment flew away immediately.

"Then call daddy out and tell him not to disturb mother's sleep."

Father Liu paused for a moment, "Cough, your father... Your father is tired these days and needs a good rest."

"Isn't Daddy sleeping?"

They are on horseback, and they all take turns sleeping.

After a while, Xiao Yue'er figured it out on her own.

"Oh, I see. Dad must have been frightened and hasn't recovered yet."

Father Liu pursed his conscience: "Yes, your father was frightened."

"Daddy's courage is too small. Yue'er sleeps all night, and he is no longer afraid. He is still afraid."

Xiao Yue'er was a little disgusted, but she still didn't want to quarrel with his father.

"Yes, your father is too timid, let's not disturb his rest."

"Let's go, grandpa will take you out to buy something delicious."

Father Liu was afraid that the child would not be sensible, so he went to knock on the door, and decided to take Xiao Yue'er to the neighborhood.

"Okay, let's bring some for father and mother to save them from getting hungry."

Su Qiao and his family lived comfortably in Xiangcheng, but there were dark tides in the capital.

After the queen approved the memorial, she rubbed her forehead: "Where have you gone?"

The female official hurriedly stepped forward to help her gently massage: "Your Majesty, the little prince is temporarily living in Xiangcheng and bought a small yard, which seems to be a long-term stay."

"Alright."

When she has solved all those wolf-like ambitions, she will be recalled.

What's more strange is that they were ready to fight against Daikin, but there was suddenly no sound from Daikin's side.

It was as if those little actions before that had never happened.

"Has there been any news from Little Chief Town?"

"not yet."

"Take a good look at how their mother and daughter have been doing these years."

"Yes."

*

On the third day after Su Qiao left, he was facing up early.

"Your Majesty, rush for eight hundred miles!"

A general hurried forward, took down the letter and passed it to His Majesty's female officer.

The female officer opened it, and after checking that there was no problem, she respectfully handed it to Her Majesty the Queen.