When Bai Ling was a little out of breath from being kissed, Jing Che let her go a little, but he still couldn't help but lower his head and touch the tip of her nose, breathing heavily. Bai Ling felt his cheeks were hot and couldn't help it. She stretched out her hand and hugged Jing Che's waist tightly, pressing her cheek against his chest. She could clearly hear his heartbeat and felt that he was very close to her. Both his body and his heart were far away from her. Extremely close.
It gave Bai Ling a sense of solid security.
"Brark, was it... that time?"
Bai Ling heard Brother Jing Che's voice in his ear, with a hint of excited trembling and hot breath, which made Bai Ling blush even more. He said "hmm" in a small voice and said nervously: "Brother Jing Che , I’m going to be a mother.”
"Yes, I'm going to be a father too." Jing Che couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, kissed Bai Ling again, and whispered, "Ba Ling, let's go back to the Southern Dynasty and get married, okay?"
Bai Ling was a little hesitant, "I... don't know..."
"Okay Bai Ling?" Jing Che lowered his head again and gently kissed Bai Ling's earlobe. How could Bai Ling withstand his temptation? After a while, Bai Ling smiled and agreed, "Okay... okay …”
Bai Ling's heart felt so sweet, even sweeter than eating cakes.
Because no one has ever seen Brother Jingche like this, who would be like Bai Ling... the coquettish Brother Jing Che. Only Bai Ling can see Brother Jing Che like this.
When he thought of this, the sweetness in Bai Ling's heart spread infinitely...
She wishes she could marry her brother Jingche right away...
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royal palace.
Recently, it has become more and more difficult for Ji Xili to move. The older the month, the less lazy she is to move. Every day, she has to wait until Sheng Zhiyu comes back from handling government affairs before she is willing to go for a walk with him in the imperial garden. But today Sheng Zhiyu Zhiyu didn't come back again.
She heard from Chen Fei that the closer to the New Year's Eve, the bigger the actions on Nanrong's side became. The troops around Nanrong were already ready and waiting for orders from above.
What Sheng Zhiyu means is that it is best to postpone this battle until the end of the year, so that the people on the border can spend New Year's Eve in peace, but this is not something that the North can delay if they want, not to mention the border area. According to the news coming back, Nanrong and Nanchao have become more and more closely connected recently.
Ji Xili knew that procrastinating like this was not an option, but she certainly knew Sheng Zhiyu's considerations.
However, that night, Sheng Zhiyu didn't come back until very late. At that time, Ji Xili was tossing and turning due to frequent fetal movements. When she heard his footsteps entering the palace, she opened her eyes and rubbed them.
"Xili..."
Sheng Zhiyu walked to the bed and sat down. Ji Xili felt very uncomfortable and couldn't help but grab his hand and use his strength to slowly get up from the bed. Sheng Zhiyu took advantage of the situation and took her into his arms. , his big hand naturally touched her round belly intimately and gently, "Is the baby fussy?"
"You were kicking me just now..." Ji Xili frowned slightly and complained helplessly, "It's quiet again now."
"It can be seen that I miss my father. I know that my father is back, so I won't make trouble." Sheng Zhiyu said with a cheeky smile.
Ji Xili couldn't help laughing and muttered: "Shameless."
Although they were joking, Sheng Zhiyu still stroked her belly gently as before, wanting Ji Xili to feel more comfortable. He knew how lucky Ji Xili was to have this child for him, and therefore, he always I hope that when I am with Ji Xili, I can make her feel better.