Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 412 Parabola (3)
When Zhan Beilie finished everything, he raised his sword eyebrows at Leng Xia who was still lying on the bed, and returned to the bed with rippling eagle eyes.

After a moment of intimacy, the scorching atmosphere came back again, spreading around the two of them, the weapons were unsheathed, and they were about to attack!
"Wow……"

Zhan Beilie trembled and almost broke his weapon!
Cold sweat "brushed" and dripped down his forehead. He looked down at the obviously weakened weapon, slapped his forehead, and stared at the culprit viciously.

The little one didn't know what happened, and suddenly cried so miserably that Leng Xia's heart twitched. He kicked Zhan Beilie, who dared to stare at his son, put on his clothes and urged, "Hold me here!"

Daqin God of War gritted his teeth, went down and picked up the tearful little guy, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him back and forth, it still didn't work after coaxing for a long time, but it made Leng Xia even more worried, she took the baby over, and just changed it After a while, the little guy had already sucked his nose and stopped crying.

Leng Xia smiled slightly, raised her eyebrows and said, "The baby seems to be kissing me very much."

As soon as she lowered her head, she pressed a light kiss on the little guy's forehead. The baby immediately grinned, smiling innocently and cutely. After coaxing the little guy for a while, seeing that he had stopped crying at all, he said, "Blow out the candles!" Come on, let the son sleep among us."

Zhan Beilie wanted to cry but had no tears: "Daughter-in-law, don't cry anymore, don't you need it?"

"What if I cry again? I'll sleep between us, and I can coax you at any time." Leng Xia thought for a while and decided.

The little guy nestled in his mother's arms, his dark eyes blinked, and his innocent appearance made Zhan Beilie wonder if he was deliberately finding fault.

Daqin God of War pursed his lips and nodded fiercely, little bastard, well done!
With a flick of her fingertips, the candle was extinguished, Leng Xia leaned in, placed her son in the middle of the two of them, stroking her son with her bare hands, and patted her gently, the tenderness made Zhan Beilie envious and jealous , Eyes are red!

With a helpless sigh, he stretched out his iron arm, wrapped around Leng Xia's waist, and hugged the little guy in his arms.

"Wow……"

Unexpectedly, with such a movement, the baby cried again, retracted his arms, and immediately retracted them, and the little guy's crying stopped immediately.

Zhan Beilie wanted to cry, but he felt that this son was really his natural enemy. Is there such a sad father in this world...

Time passed so quietly...

Zhan Beilie held his eyelids and waited, waited, waited, and finally waited until the little guy fell asleep again, let out a shallow snoring sound, and the wolf blood boiled again.

He glanced at Leng Xia whose eyes were still open, and asked softly, "Daughter-in-law?"

Leng Xia let out a "huh" as a reply, and the voice pierced into Zhan Beilie's ears, it was like the sound of heaven!
He carefully jumped over his son and landed on his daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "Continue?"

Leng Xia blinked, hesitated and said: "Son..."

Zhan Beilie pressed a kiss on her lips, tilted his head and grabbed her earlobe, and said inarticulately, "Let's be careful."

Glancing at his sleeping son, thinking for a while, Leng Xia grabbed his hair, pulled him to her eyes, put her arms around his neck, and sent her red lips up.

Everything that followed was logical, the two were lingering and in love...

Suddenly, giggling...

A clear and crisp laughter made the two people who were about to enter the play, their eyes widened instantly. Without saying a word, Leng Xia kicked Zhan Beilie away from him. With that speed, strength, and mercilessness, Zhan Beilie, who was kicked away, broke the heart of the God of War.

He stared viciously at the little brat who woke up again at some point. At this moment, the little one was staring at them with a hint of curiosity in his dark eyes.

Daqin God of War grinned, revealing two rows of thick white teeth, and shouted: "Lightning!"

The three of Kuangfeng, who were hiding in the dark outside the hall, heard the voice in unison, followed by a "bang", and the door of the hall was sucked open from the inside with internal force!

then……

Then something drew a beautiful parabola in the air, roaring in the direction of several people!

"There is a hidden weapon!" Lightning exclaimed, and Lei Ming slapped him on the head, and said contemptuously: "Obviously the prince threw it out, how could it be a hidden weapon!"

The three of them stared at it, and after seeing clearly what it was, they took a breath of air, and lifted up the three glass hearts with a "huh".

Little master!
The three of them kicked their back feet, and forgot to perform lightness kung fu, they just jumped on it, one as a cushion, one as a protection, and one as a catch.

Lightning looked at the little one in his hand, his face was pale and pale, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The little guy wasn't scared, he was still heartless and kept laughing.

This is the first time he was sent out by his own father, but it definitely won't be the last time. He is now ignorant for two months, his eyes are full of excitement, and he is smiling happily. I don't know yet, this is just his sad reminder Parabolic Career's...

a start!
Early the next morning.

Before Leng Xia woke up, she felt a pair of fiery big hands, her lips were soft, and the imprint was a little warm and moist. The person beside her conveyed a fiery temperature, and a satisfying and comfortable breath was exuded unreservedly.

When the corners of her lips curled up, she heard a hoarse and sexy voice beside her, wafting warm and tingling close to her ear: "Daughter-in-law, you're awake."

Willow eyebrows were raised obliquely, Leng Xia opened her eyes, her phoenix pupils were still filled with the steam from last night's battle, as if they were soaked in bright pearls, her eyes were as charming as silk, and Zhan Beilie, who was looking directly at him, had a bone of war god, and his Adam's apple was up and down rolling.

The plain hand caressed his big hand, and Leng Xia smiled under Zhan Beilie's eyes of surprise with dancing little flames...

Push it away, get up and change clothes!

A basin of cold water was poured down, and the Daqin God of War extinguished all his enthusiasm. He hugged his wife's waist and struggled to death: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Leng Xia turned her head, looked down at him in extreme danger, and said slowly: "I haven't settled with you yet about throwing my son out."

(End of this chapter)