Chapter 1446
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Bei Yuewu's heart softened as she felt his rough palms caressing her reddened fists.
Under the dim lights, his calm and elegant demeanor had already been tempered by the vicissitudes of life.
She knew that he had worked hard for half his life.
"What do you like about Ai Lei?" Bei Yuewu asked.
Murong Jiancheng looked up at her.
"She's much younger than me, but she's as pretty as me and has a good figure. Can she serve you as well as I do?"
Bei Yuewu reached out and unhooked her shoulder strap. "Take a closer look. Are you willing to divorce me?"
Murong Jiancheng's gaze followed her movements downwards. Suddenly, his nose felt hot. He was really having a nosebleed.
Bei Yuewu was stunned. She had been too agitated because she was too angry. She hadn't expected him to have a nosebleed.
She quickly took a few tissues and covered his nose. "You … don't act like you've never seen the world, okay?"
Murong Jiancheng had seen all kinds of things in his life, but he had never seen the world of women.
His ears reddened uncomfortably.
Bei Yuewu wiped the nosebleed for him. "You're already so old and you still don't know how to take care of yourself. If I had known, I wouldn't have teased you. Sit down and rest for a while. I'll get you a towel …"
She turned around to leave.
Murong Jiancheng went forward and hugged her from behind.
Bei Yuewu froze.
Murong Jiancheng hugged her tightly. In this world, she was the only one who would nag at him like that.
In her heart, he had never been a ruler. He was her husband.
He couldn't bear to part with her warmth.
"Yuewu." He bent down and buried his face in her neck, calling her name as he kissed her.
The corners of Bei Yuewu's lips curved upwards. She turned around and placed both hands on his chest, pushing him back onto the soft bed.
Murong Jiancheng reached out and hugged her soft body. "Your waist doesn't hurt anymore? Are you messing around again? "
Bei Yuewu grabbed his hand and placed it on her waist. "It hurts. Massage it for me."
Murong Jiancheng's eyes darkened. He flipped over and pinned her down …
…
Half an hour later.
Murong Jiancheng flipped over and stretched out his arm, pulling Bei Yuewu's slippery body into his embrace.
Their bodies were covered with a silk quilt, and both of their bodies were sticky and sweaty.
Murong Jiancheng leaned against the headboard. His entire body was still in the clouds. It felt like he was 20 years younger and in the prime of his life.
This woman was like an opiate, addictive.
Murong Jiancheng kissed her red lips. Bei Yuewu raised her head, her face blushing as she hooked the tip of his tongue.
After kissing for a while, Murong Jiancheng finally let go of her and hugged her even tighter.
How did the two of them end up on the bed?
"I didn't wear a condom just now. Are you okay?" Murong Jiancheng suddenly remembered.
Bei Yuewu snuggled into his chest lazily. "If I get pregnant, I'll give birth to another one for you. You're only 46."
Murong Jiancheng's face reddened and he lowered his voice. "Yeming is already so old, don't make a fool of yourself."
"I'm not making a fool of myself. I'm just envious. I'm envious that you still have such stamina at such an old age. You're even able to impregnate me."
Murong Jiancheng felt that these words were quite effective. He lowered his eyes and kissed Bei Yuewu's hair. "Yuewu, let's not have another child. I can see that you're having a hard time when you're pregnant with Yeming, and I'm having a hard time too."
Bei Yuewu lifted her head and looked at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sat on top of him. "Murong Jiancheng, you're bringing up the past, aren't you? Ever since I got pregnant with Yeming, I've never let you touch me?"
Murong Jiancheng quickly wrapped the silk quilt around her, afraid that she would catch a cold. "I didn't say that."
Bei Yuewu pounced on him and said sweetly, "We'll make it up to you in the future."
In the future?
Did he even have a future?
Murong Jiancheng thought of his own body.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was in a daze, Bei Yuewu poked his chest. "We've already slept together and had a good time. Are you still thinking of divorcing me?"
Murong Jiancheng hugged her tightly, wanting to fuse her into his body. "We're not leaving each other, we're not leaving each other anymore."
Bei Yuewu hugged his neck happily and kissed him. "I want to give you a reward."
Murong Jiancheng pulled the quilt higher and the two of them hid under it, rubbing against each other …
At this moment, someone knocked on the door and an underling's voice came from outside. "Your Majesty."
The quilt was pulled open and Bei Yuewu's blushing face was revealed. She pushed the man away. "Hubby, someone's looking for you."
Murong Jiancheng lifted his head reluctantly. Anyone would be unhappy to be disturbed at such a time.
Bei Yuewu laughed and rolled onto the bed. "Go and see what's going on."
Murong Jiancheng put on his pants and shirt. Although his clothes were a little messy, he immediately reverted back to being the calm and dignified Emperor.
He walked to the door and opened it.
"Your Majesty, bad news. Dongfang Wanqing, who was locked up in the prison, has been kidnapped," the underling reported.
Murong Jiancheng's gaze sharpened. "Got it, I'll be right there."
Closing the door, Murong Jiancheng returned to the bed and kissed Bei Yuewu's forehead. "I have some urgent matters to attend to. Be good and sleep. Don't go out and run around."
Bei Yuewu pouted unhappily. "If there's anything in the future, leave it to our son to handle. He can handle overtime and business trips. We'll just be in charge of having fun in the future."
Murong Jiancheng laughed. "Good idea."
The couple agreed. Lu Yeming, who was next door, was speechless …
…
Murong Jiancheng rushed to the lawn outside. Dongfang Wanqing had been captured and she was sitting on the ground, looking haggard.
"Where's Yuan Ming?"
Murong Jiancheng frowned. This was a ploy to lure him away!
Yuan Ming's real target was Bei Yuewu.
"Quickly lock down the entire palace!" Murong Jiancheng ordered.
At this moment, the lights were turned on and a large group of people had arrived. Lu Yeming's magnetic voice rang out. "Yuan Ming, you can't escape. Let go of my mother!"
Murong Jiancheng lifted his eyes and saw Yuan Ming walking over with Bei Yuewu.
The woman who had just been talking to him tenderly and affectionately just a moment ago was now in the hands of another man and her life was in danger. Murong Jiancheng's gaze turned cold and he glared at Yuan Ming. "Yuan Ming, let go of Yuewu. If you have any problems, just come at me."
Yuan Ming laughed loudly. "Murong Jiancheng, we are brothers. You don't know that the person I hate the most in my life is you!
"You were better than me in every aspect and took all the glory and glory. At that time, you admired Dongfang Wanqing, so I pursued her passionately and finally managed to coax her into my hands.
"But you met Yuewu."
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