Ling Limu, Congratulations, you have a wife and a son.
Her soft and soft voice resounded in his ears. Ling limu gently closed his black eyes and pressed his handsome face against her fragrant long hair. The woman he could not get in his dreams, the heir he never dared to dream of.., she had given him everything.
She had given him everything he had dreamed of.
Ling limu looked at her little face that was as beautiful as a flower and jade. Then, he lowered his head and slowly moved closer to her..
Fu Xiyao blinked her long and slender feathers to avoid him. “What are you doing? This is the kitchen. Hurry up and go out. I’ll get some porridge for Granny.”
Her beautiful little face was blushing. She was shy and sweet.
Ling Limu didn’t let go of her. Instead, he hugged her slender waist tightly. “Yaoyao, shall we have another wedding?”
Another wedding..
