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Chapter 37 Feed me quickly, I will give you a reward

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Wei Lianji never made any statement, but she was more intimate when she was together.

In mid-May, Ji Zhan's cousin, Ji Wu, gave birth to a full moon banquet and invited Ji Zhan to go with the princess.

Wei Lianji is in a good mood recently and is willing to give him a face and accompany Ji Zhan to have fun.

At the Wu Mansion banquet, the wine is filled with fragrance, and the guests are cheering up and enjoying themselves

The mellow and spicy Jiannan Shaochun, the clear and sweet Wucheng Ruoxia, and the Lingxi River in Lingnan. The eyes of the Jiufeng Wei Lianji in Yicheng stared straight at the famous wine on the table, all of whom were greedy.

Ji Zhan was so tight that he either gave her a small drink or she didn't let her taste a drop of it.

Ji Zhan, I think... Wei Lianji whispered, and reached out and wanted to get a pot of Jiannan Shaochun

No, Ji Zhan refused, held her hand and pulled it back, reminding him: You are in poor health, the doctor said he should avoid drinking

Seeing her feeling wronged, he comforted her again: I didn't taste it at all.

Wei Lianji ignored it and asked unhappily: Why is my health ill?

Ji Zhan circled her waist and touched her. Recently, she urged her to have three meals every day, and she had only a little meat on her body.

As if he had thought of something, he looked down at her flat waist and abdomen and smiled: Is your body really good?

Wei Lianji knows what he is laughing at

The two have been married for several months and have frequent love. Every time he cums in.

As a normal newlywed lady, she had already put one in her belly. How could she eat so much semen and water in her husband, and she didn't have any movement at all.

She didn't bother him and said bluntly: Are you afraid that I won't be able to give birth to a child?

Ji Zhan's expression was gentle and calm: I just want you to take good care of your health and don't always get sick. Let's talk about it later

Coax me Wei Lianji was still dissatisfied and pouted: You just worried that I wouldn't be born

Ji Zhan leaned down on her ears, her clear voice was pressing down: I can't give birth, it must be because I didn't work hard enough

Not such a nice love word, Wei Lianji's heart is filled with a hint of sweetness

I was silent again in a flash, sad, and a cold smile, a little bit self-deprecating: I'm just like this, it's useless for you to work hard

She reached out to the wine pot again, and she muttered: I'm drunk now, I'm going to drink.

This means to throw apart the can

Ji Zhan turned cold and patted her back, scolding: Lian Ji, don't be willful

Wei Lianji's thin and mèi eyes were wide open, and she stared at him angrily: You care about me, you always have to put my hands on my business. You are not allowed to wear clothes of this kind, and you can't eat or drink it.

Why don't you tie me to your belt? You're staring so tightly every day

Ji Zhan: ...

She is unreasonable: My father doesn't care about me so much

Ji Zhan looked helplessly at Wei Lianji with bulging cheeks, turned his face and said slowly: Sometimes, I also feel that I am raising a daughter.

Wei Lianji smiled angrily: Do you really treat yourself as my father?

Ji Zhan: ...

She sniffed to his neck, her tone was soft and soft: I fuck my daughter so hard every time I fuck her daughter, is there anyone like you who is like a father?

Ji Zhan's face turned red and he coughed lightly: Don't talk nonsense

Wei Lianji covered her mouth and chuckled, and she said, "I'm going to drink."

Ji Zhan couldn't resist and ordered the maid to bring a thin-necked porcelain bottle and present it to Wei Lianji, and told her: Drink fruit wine, but only a little bit of it.

Don't Wei Lianji shook her head and insisted on saying: I want to drink Jiannan Shaochun, and I need to drink spicy wine to be satisfied.

Ji Zhan frowned: Lian Ji, you are not well-behaved

Don't, Wei Lianji's jaw is raised high

Ji Zhan: I'll feed you

Wei Lianji was interested and laughed: How to heal?

Ji Zhan took her away from the banquet and took a walk in a corridor covered with flowers and trees.

He took out the porcelain bottle of fruit wine from his sleeve, opened it and took a sip, held Wei Lianji's cheeks and kissed it.

The wine is made of fresh fruit, like grapes, fragrant pears, and has a faint smell of rose dew, which is sweet and charming

The wine surrounds his lips and tongue, his mouth is slightly sweet and cold

Wei Lianji sucked his tongue and refused to let it go. The wine and fluids flowed over and over, wet and tangled together, and a lewd crystal liquid flowed down the corner of her lips.

After a long time, Ji Zhan looked at the little princess who was kissed in her arms and gasped slightly and asked with a smile: Is the fruit wine delicious?

Wei Lianji let out a small amazement: Oh, the wood is enlightened...

As he said that, he raised his head and put his red lips on him: I want you to feed him

Ji Zhan hesitated: It's too annoying here. If someone passes by, it's not good to be seen.

Wei Lianji was having a big fuss and twisted in his arms and urged: I'm going to feed me quickly, I'll give you a reward

The voice is soft and the fragrance is refreshing. Her plump breasts are tightly pressed on: Is it okay to let you fuck your daughter to death at night?

Ji Zhan's face turned redder and pretended to be stern: Lian Ji, I won't feed you if you talk nonsense.

Wei Lianji smiled and gave her two red lips. He sipped the fruit wine and lowered his head to cross it into her mouth.

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The Wu Mansion held a banquet, and Meng Wenchan, as Ji Wu's cousin, was also invited.

Ji Wu took Meng Wenchan all the way through the pavilions and towers, but intentionally, he told her to see the young lady who was lingering in the flower branches under the corridor.

Meng Wenchan was shocked and her face was lost, and the water waves in her eyes were full of tears, and she was dripping: Cousin, he, he...

He was moved. Ji Wu answered the conversation and calmly advised him in the tone of the person who came here: My cousin Zhan loves Princess Huayang, and Cousin Wenchan, don’t be obsessed with it anymore

Meng Wenchan covered her face with shame and anger, and ran away crying.