Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 21: Historic meeting with Fang Xiaohou

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I hugged Qiao Si's neck and buried my face in his chest, "Si'er, do you think my martial arts can still recover?"

Qiao Si froze for a moment, and said tactfully: "I'll take you with me." Then he strengthened his tone: "Forever."

I cry. "You mean that my military strength will never recover in a lifetime?"

Qiao Si stroked my head comfortingly, like comforting a puppy...

Since I became a useless person, I especially like to think about the past. I think back then, master, I was still a sea dongqing, and I couldn't be trapped by the big house, and I couldn't fall off the cliff to my death. Now, I have to be taken to the top of the tree.

In fact, I should know that my meridian was injured seven or eight times by the pear blossom needle in the rainstorm, and I was able to live, walk and jump. I have committed too many crimes, and the king of Yama dare not accept me.

"Master..." Qiao Si didn't know how to comfort anyone, he just patted me on the back.

I took his heart, kissed his cheek and was about to return to Shen Yuan, but saw that he was still staring at me, I was stunned for a moment, then I understood, walked back, and hooked my fingers to him enough , smiled and said: "Low your head and close your eyes."

His face was slightly red, and he bent down obediently. I hooked his neck and offered a deep kiss without discount.

In the end, he also followed Tang San's example and bit my lip. I got angry and slapped his head, blowing away all my passion and desire.

Are they all dogs? I'm so mad at you, my lord!

I pursed my lips angrily and went into the yard, and saw the master watering the flowers thoughtfully. The reason why I said he was thoughtful was because the flower seemed to be unable to see the sunrise tomorrow.

I snatched the water bottle from his hand and said with a smile, "Master, this is epiphyllum, not narcissus."

The master came back to his senses and smiled: "Yes."

"Master, what are you thinking?" I raised my head and asked him.

The master looked down at me, and his eyes stayed on my lips - I knew it was swollen and red!

The master raised his hand to pinch my chin, his fingers rested on my lips, and the pad of his thumb rubbed against my slightly red and swollen lips.

I immediately blushed.

Master, wow, master, don't do impure things so purely, okay

I stuck out my tongue and licked his fingertips. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, stuffed it into his sleeve, shook his head helplessly and smiled, then turned and entered the room.

I just froze in place.

The master's reaction is too abnormal! Are you jealous? Are you greatly jealous

I put down the kettle and followed the master into the room. As soon as the master sat down, I jumped up and sat on his lap. "Master, you are acting weird today!" It was like this before I came back, so it has nothing to do with jealousy

Could it be related to Mo Wei...

I think my face must have sunk.

The master rubbed my heart, smiled and said, "When did you become so sensitive?"

I wriggled in his arms, "Tu'er has always been sensitive!"

The master choked, his face finally flushed, and he pressed me on his lap, "I'm awkward."

I giggled innocently.

The master and apprentice sighed, "Did you go to Dingyuan?"

I nodded, "Master is really clever..."

"Did you do something bad?" The master interrupted my flattery.

I nodded again, and added: "Don't worry, Mo Wei... that's fine, another unlucky ghost will suffer for him."

The master was slightly startled and said, "Master Fang?"

I continued to flatter: "Master is really clever..."

His mouth was covered immediately.

"Did Mo Wei meet Fang Xiaohou?" The master asked.

I nodded with my mouth shut.

The master showed a very ethereal expression, sighed and said: "Everything can't be hidden..."

I pondered for a moment, then pulled down the master's hand and asked, "Master, what do you mean, is it because Mo Wei and Fang Xiaohou are bound by a thousand miles of marriage?"

The master choked on my words again, and gave me a strange look. "What weird ideas are hidden in your head?"

"Isn't it? What is that?" I asked curiously.

The master smiled, and no matter how much I asked after that, he didn't answer.

The next day, the master went out. I knew it was to see Mo Wei, but he didn’t let me follow. I felt a little sad. In order to show my trust in him, I sent him to the door with a smile, bent down and said, “Early Come back."

When his back turned the corner, my face sank.

The two kinds of people I hate the most in my life are women who rob me of men, and men who rob me of men.

My favorite thing to do in life is molesting the man I like and being molested by the man I like.

It feels like life is not easy.

I sat alone in the Shen Garden feeling sorry for myself, Tang San didn't come, neither did Qiao Si, I wanted to find a servant to summon me, but I didn't see anyone for a long time.

I squatted at the door for a while, and finally made up my mind to go out for a walk.

Half-closed his eyes and wandered around casually, and finally saw a somewhat familiar person near Yanyuan.

If the face was a little smaller, it would be more like that dude.

Young Master Fang has an authentic steamed bun face, his piercing eyes are squeezed into two very connotative upward lines, his lips are almost squeezed in by the tender flesh of his cheeks, he is really pink and tender Cherry sips…

Fang Xiaohou came out of Yanyuan rubbing his waist, groaning, looking like he was about to cry, but those who didn't know thought he was being raped by my Yanwu. Did you get hit by the bamboo when you pulled the curtain yesterday, or dodge when you hide from the bamboo

I was about to run away, but I heard Fang Xiaohou suddenly burst out and shouted: "You!"

I froze for a moment without moving, and he continued, "I'm calling you, why don't you come over?"

Well, you think of me as a servant of the mansion.

I'm wearing maid's clothes now, and I'm too embarrassed to take Qiao, making people think that our servants in Li's mansion are all unqualified. Turning back and walking up to him, he said softly, "Does Hou Ye have anything to say?"

"Help me walk, I can't see the way."

I looked up at him and found that his eyes were almost squeezed out. I have to say, Young Master Fang, you are still more pleasing to the eye.

I suppressed a smile and helped him walk slowly all the way.

When we arrived at Jiayuan, he asked my name, and I made up a "little flower" casually.

He nodded and said, "Xiaohua, how long have you been here?"

Heh, our Li Mansion has only been built for less than a year, how long do you think

"Back to Master Hou, it's been half a year."

"Well... why haven't I seen your master?"

He should have asked others these words, why are you asking me now, for a confession

"Master is away."

"When are you coming back?"

"The servant does not know."

"Who else lives in this garden?"

"Just a few sons."

"Which ones?"

I will not answer.