"Qinglang, don't want it..." Sweetheart said with a slut in her waist.

The mist in the bathroom was vague, and the two people in front of the mirror were vaguely able to see that they were doing something indescribable.

Who is it? She was stuffed with a towel in her mouth! This uncle has been playing more and more in five years!

Situ Qinglang was still unsatisfied, especially when he thought that there was a little kid downstairs sleeping, the more he was depressed, the more excited he was. In addition, Sweetheart is now physically strong, and his legs are weak and his waist is sore as before, so that he became more and more energetic, and he was not careful...

"In five years, I have to make up for it for so long." Situ Qinglang held her slender waist.

Sweetheart is crying but not crying. Uncle, are you kidding? I am a human being, not a play item. I can make up for it every five years. I can bear it. Can your waist bear it? Have you heard of Ximen Qing’s story?

"You know more and more now, and it's okay to know, but you even curse me ******* Situ Qinglang beat her PP!

So when Sweetheart was carried onto the bed, no matter how physically she was, her legs were shaking and she could hardly move.

Situ Qinglang was in a good mood and hummed a little tune and went downstairs to warm up a glass of milk for Shenxin. Even though Shenxin was already an adult, she was still a baby in his eyes.

"Hey me." Sweetheart opened her mouth.

"Look at your appearance, have you broken your arms and legs by me?" Situ Qinglang knocked her head.

Tang Xin thought that the most terrible thing about marrying a soldier was that she always suffered unprovoked violence and was beaten at any time - it is understandable, after all, she also punched and kicked every day in the army, and she had already developed a habit.

The orange desk lamp was quietly on, Situ Qinglang leaned against the head of the bed, hugged the sweetheart in his arms, and looked at the wall in a daze.

Sweetheart pounded him with his fingers: "It's time to tell me about Xinyue's child?"

"Didn't you guessed it all?"

"I guessed it, but I want to listen to you again." Sweetheart acted coquettishly.

Situ Qinglang pondered for a moment and said, "The child is not mine. When I was doing the test tube, it was the sperm provided by Meng Feng."

"When did you start having this plan?" asked Sweetheart.

"I planned it when Situ Zheng forced me to do this, but I didn't find a suitable donor at that time. It was not until Meng Feng found me and said he was willing to cooperate with me to do this, and I agreed."

"You!" Sweetheart was so angry that she suddenly sat upright, then she said "Ouch" and fell down tilted.

"What excitement is, say something slowly." Situ Qinglang helped her rub her waist, "You knew from the beginning, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm afraid you will think randomly and sympathize with He Jing. Judging from your soft heart, you will definitely think that He Jing is a victim after knowing this matter and will treat her well without grudges. She is so suspicious that she may not see it. What if she tells Situ Zheng to ask him to investigate? So before the child is born, the fewer people know, the better."

Sweetheart has nothing to say, it is undeniable that she does sympathize with He Jing as Qinglang said, but, however, she is also pitiful! How many times she cried, how many tears she shed, and how many times she was bullied by He Jing!
Chapter completed!