Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

At night, Ye Zheng stayed in Ming Xi and Ming Yu's room. She wanted to tell them bedtime stories. In China before, they loved to hear her stories.

“Mother, you don't have to tell us stories, my brother will tell me.” Mingyu blinked and looked at Ye Xiao with bright and cute eyes.

“Brother tell you?” Ye Xiao looked at Ming Xi in surprise, "Have you... read these books? ”

These books were written by Ye Yiqing for the amusement of two grandchildren in China when everything was fine. The images were very rich. The story was very interesting and vivid. Ye Zheng loved it all, but how could Ming Xi tell the story?

“Mother, I've read all these books.” Ming Xi said with some shyness, "After Taifu taught me to read, I could understand, my grandfather wrote very easily. ”

“…" Ye Xiao forgot that her son, like her, had the ability to remember once, let alone teach him to read, which is even worse than her.

“So... mother sleeps with you.” Ye Yip dropped the book in his hand and the parent-child plan for storytelling didn't work, so find another way.

Ming Yu nodded immediately, “Mother, I want to sleep with you. ”

“Mother, Father is waiting for you.” Ming-hee said.

Ye Zheng kissed Mingxi's forehead, “You are the mother's little treasures. ”

Ming Xi was a little shy, but she was still happy, and the two children fell asleep quickly, accompanied by Ye Xi.

Looking at the innocent and beautiful faces of the two children, Ye Zheng's heart became softer. By the time she woke up, the two children had been born, somewhat different from the children normally born to others. She knew that it was related to the fire phoenix, no one could understand how frightened she was at first, afraid of what happened to them. When the two little people were so big now.

Time passes so fast.

Ye Xiao's eyes fell on Ming Xi. What worried her most was her son. How long would the Numen of Fire Phoenix be on him? If the Numen disappeared, what would Ming-hee look like?

She sighed in her heart, no matter how worried she was, she couldn't find a solution. She hadn't been in the space for a long time, maybe she should go to the space to see if there was anything new.

When she stood up and wanted to go back to her room, she looked at her son's book case at the corner of her eyes and was curious. She walked away and it was filled with copybooks and books written by Ming Xi.

Myung-hee's words have been written very well, and the book he is reading still has comments.

It seems, as Murongzhan said, Ming Xi is not reluctantly doing these things, he really likes them.

She was really worried.

Ye Yip put down the book in his hand and looked at Ming Xi and Ming Yu again, which made him feel safe to leave here.

Mo Rongzhan had already combed, his hands twisted on the soft couch, heard footsteps, he looked up at the past, narrow black eyes with a shallow smile, “Ming Xi and Ming Yu are asleep? ”

“Why aren't you asleep?” Ye Zheng walked away and hugged him in his arms. "How can you wear so little and not be afraid of the cold? ”

“Feeling better?” Murongzhan put down the fold in his hand and rubbed his hand against her cheek. He had not brought her back for so long, knowing that she wanted to be with her two children.

Ye Xiao nodded in his arms, she was in a much better mood, “Ming Xi and Ming Yu were so cute, looking at the two little babies, I was content. ”

“Not sad?” Murongzhan took her to her bed.

“You're right, Ming Hee is smarter than I thought, I figured it out. I wish he liked it.” Ye Xiao smiled.

Murongzhan dropped a fine, scorching kiss on her back neck, "Mmm. ”

“What do you do?” Ye shrunk and glanced at him brightly.

“You've been with them for so long, it's time to accompany me.” Murongzhan unwrapped her skirt and kissed her earlobes.

Ye Xiao pushed his shoulder and said with deep affection, “Zhan, you are not young, it is the lucidity of the heart that is the way of health, can not always be like this, bad for the body. ”

Mo rong slightly narrowed his eyes and his dark, dark eyes shined a dangerous light, "Hey, do you think I'm old? ”

“Ah?” Ye chuckled for a moment, laughing hey, "You two days... too often, I'm just worried about your body. ”

“It seems I haven't satisfied you for two days so you can feel I'm old.” A few words later, Murongzhan said biting his teeth.

Ye Zheng felt that there was a dangerousness coming. Her scalp became numb for a while. “Zhan, this is a misunderstanding. Listen to me...”

Mo Rongzhan did not give her an opportunity to explain, physically proved that he was old, and that he did not need to repair the important question of psychosociality.

After a long time, Ye Zheng almost fainted and his voice was hissing and mute. He begged him for half a day before finally letting her go.

“Do I still need to get fit?” Mo Rongzhan kissed her reddish puffy lips and asked.

“No need...” Ye Zheng's voice was soft and dull, and he couldn't help but lie in his arms. Regret that he had just said something he shouldn't have said. It seems that men don't want to be said old, is it poking their dignity?

Murongzhan smiled with satisfaction, "What am I to you? ”

“Hmm?” Ye glanced at him blindly, and her pale cheeks seemed silky.

“Don't look at me like that.” Murong said silently that her tall, slender body was firmly attached to her body.

Ye Fearing that he would do it again, he asked carefully, "What do you want me to say? ”

Murongzhan lowered his head and kissed her in the chest, "Ming-hee and Ming-yu are your babies, huh? ”

“...” Ye Zhengsheng's little arms held his neck deep inside, “They are little treasures, you are my favorite, most beloved brother Zhan. ”

“Mmm.” Murongzhan was finally satisfied, happy to ask her again, and more excited than before.

Ye Zheng lost it several times and eventually passed out.

The next day, as she thought, she couldn't even get up by noon.

“Today is the day off, tomorrow is the departure, we walk the waterway back to the kingdom of Jin.” Murong rubbed her sour, thin waist, her voice gently speaking.

Ye Zheng stared at him angrily. Would she have done this if it hadn't been for him?

Mo Rongzhan, aware that he tore her apart last night, smiled and kissed her forehead, “Last night was enough to prove that I am not old. ”

“How is Zhongxing Mansion doing?” Ye Zheng doesn't want to discuss this old problem with him anymore, and eventually she will only suffer from it.

“The head of Los Angeles was seriously wounded and the murderer was unknown.” Murongzhan's voice is slightly heavy, "the Yan family case did not fall out so quickly. On the river and lake, someone covered the sky with one hand. ”

Who else in the world can hide the sky with one hand?