Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Lightning split the sky in two, thunder sounded throughout the night, and heavy rain poured down from the third clock.

A plain white lotus arm stretched out from the quilt and grabbed the corner of the man who was leaving.

Qi Mu, who was already neatly dressed, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. He held the hand and put a kiss on his lips. He smiled softly: "Can't you bear me?"

"It's raining outside..." The scenery shrank in the quilt, and her cheeks were still flushed with the red that the emotions hadn't completely faded. Her voice was more beautiful than usual, and it could even be described by the words coquettish. She was also surprised when she heard her own voice, and her face flushed even more.

Jinbei's white and smooth body had no strands of plum blossoms on it. She couldn't imagine that Meng Lang, who was desperate at first, was even more embarrassed after his sanity returned.

Qi Mu tucked her cold arm back into the quilt, his hand did not rush out, but placed it on her waist, gently rubbing it, to relieve the soreness of her body, the scenery is comfortable Snorted.

He couldn't help but kissed her lips again. He just had a full meal, and now he can still control himself. She is still very fragile after experiencing the first time. Even if he wants to, he can't toss her anymore.

She squinted and called him, "Amu..."

He kissed the corner of her eye, and asked softly: "Is your body better now?"

"Hmm..." She grabbed the quilt on her chest, half-sit up, and weakly pours into his arms, ignoring her shyness, begging him, "Can't you stay a little longer?"

Fearing that she would catch a cold, Qi Mu hugged her tightly across the quilt, and said helplessly: "In an hour, Master Xia will get up and go to the shop."

"Why do you even know when my father got up?"

"I ventured to see you in the middle of the night, how could I not investigate everything clearly?" He chuckled against her ear.

It turned out that he didn't come to her on a whim, but had premeditated. Feng Jing grabbed the clothes on his chest, thought for a long time, and asked: "Amu, we are like this... this way... will I get pregnant?"

"So? What is this like?"

"You...we are..." She raised her eyes and saw the smile at the corner of his mouth through the lightning. She knew that he was teasing herself, and couldn't help being annoyed. "You are still laughing. What if I am really pregnant?"

"Then be born."

"what?"

Qi Mu touched the top of her head and smoothed her hair, "You wouldn't think that besides me, you can marry someone else."

She shook her head, "No."

Her answer without hesitation made him feel better, and smiled: "Soon, I will come to the Xia Mansion to propose marriage, and when my mother's birthday banquet is over, we will get married."

"Success, marriage? Is this... too fast?"

fast?

No, this is not fast, he is too slow.

Qi Mu moved his hand under the quilt to her lower abdomen, and asked a terrible question, "If there is one, do you want to wear a wedding dress with a big belly?"

With just this sentence, she has no opinion. All women want to be the most beautiful on the day of marriage, even the scenery is no exception.

She sighed in his arms in frustration.

As if soothing a child, he patted her on the back, "Okay, I should go."

She looked up, "But it's still raining so much outside."

He asked very interestingly: "Just worry about me? Or... afraid of thunder?"

"Of course it's because I...reluctant to bear you."