Cheng Wandou wore a long white shirt with big curly hair.

And the lower body, without pants, the tail of a long shirt, went to her thighs.

Two long, white long legs are revealed, making people look at these long legs.

Demonic, sexy, delicate...

Huang Ling couldn't help but admire how tender her skin was and how she could squeeze water out.

Such a sexy man, Pastoral can't refuse.

In the next few days, with her in the house, she'll be safe.

Huang Ling felt that he should “cooperate” with Cheng Wando now.

The maid serves Cheng Wan a bowl of porridge that looks delicious.

Cheng Wandou sat opposite Huang Ling, holding a silver spoon of carved flowers, gently stirred the white porridge in the bowl.

A hint of porridge, pounding my nose.

Huang Ling looked at the porridge in Cheng Wan's bowl and said softly: “This way, the porridge won't taste good. ”

Huang Ling looked up and looked at the door. He didn't see Uncle Fu following him. He was relieved in the dark.

Now when I see Uncle Fu, I feel bad about his appetite and follow him wherever he goes.

“I don't have an appetite, and the porridge that tastes good doesn't taste good.” Cheng Wan's jaw, his eyes glanced at Huang Ling, “I should be pregnant. ”

Huang Ling pretended to be surprised, eyes slightly opened, silently looked at Cheng Wan.

“I'll check it out later. ”

“If you get pregnant, will Pastoral give birth to you? ”

Cheng Wan took a sip of porridge, “I don't want to have a baby. It's been so hard to get pregnant in October. For the past 10 months, Pastoral and I have not been able to * * * well. I don't want to influence my mood and sexuality (xing) because of an illegitimate child. ”

Huang Ling listened and stunned for a moment.

Since then, Cheng Wan has been blackmailing Mugu to marry her for her children. Unexpected, she doesn't want to have children.

“Yes.” Huang Ling laughed, “Mugu is the president. If he had a bastard son on his face, what was his majesty? ”

Cheng Wan slightly hooked his lips and drank porridge.

Huang Ling looked at Cheng Wan and said: “Mugu is just playing with you, he doesn't like you at all. Cheng Wandou, you don't have much skill, he slept with you for so long, still didn't like him, you are his bedmate at most now. ”

Cheng Wan was not angry. Instead, he laughed. He drank some porridge, dropped his spoon, got up and looked at Huang Ling with interest: “I went to the hospital and we ate together at noon. ”

Huang Ling didn't want to be followed by Uncle Fu. She went back to her room after breakfast.

She was lying in bed stunned, when a maid came in to clean up.

Huang Ling met the maid and asked softly: "Is Uncle Fu outside? ”

The maid shook her head: “Uncle Fu was in the kitchen and ordered the kitchen to make a package for pregnant women. ”

At the restaurant, Huang Ling and Cheng Wandou had a conversation, Uncle Fu heard.

Uncle Fu is the faithful butler of the pastoralist family. He followed the pastoralist grandfather at a young age, followed by the pastoralist father.

Now, he's old, and although he's not a relative of Pastoral Ancient, he sees Pastoral Ancient as his own son, although he feels that his idea has climbed.

But he is sincerely for the good of Pastoralism.

He didn't care about Cheng Wan's identity, but she was pregnant with herdsmen's flesh and blood and should have been born.

Ching Wan Doo's children, can't stop!

The shepherd Ding is thin and needs a woman to open the leaves for the shepherd.

Now, he didn't have the heart to follow Huang Ling. Cheng Wanduo said he would be back for lunch. He wanted to instruct the kitchen to make Cheng Wanduo good food.

As for Huang Ling, honestly, Uncle Fu doesn't like her.

Respect her, call her madam, for the sake of Pastoralism.