Chapter 1390: Prostitute Daughter (38)

At worst, he cried, made trouble and hanged himself, and asked Mrs. Ji to help her teach Ji Xingchen a lesson!

Xia Ling glared at Ji Xingchen, full of quarrelsome momentum.

But she pretended to be looking for trouble, Ji Xingchen frowned slightly, looking at her with displeasure, but his tone was still gentle.

"You don't need to be a husband and a child, but if you have a child in your womb, reading this kind of book for your mother will still have a bad influence on the child."

Xia Ling: "...what kid, what are you talking about?"

Ji Xingchen: "You are a woman, how about Kuishui, why don't you know better than a man like me?"

Xia Ling was dumbfounded at first, seeing how calm Ji Xingchen was, and thinking back to his book...

It's been more than three months, and in these three months, she really hasn't experienced a small life.

Every day is good, but always thinking about the plot and asking about the situation outside. Xia Ling never thinks about her pregnancy.

Ji Xingchen's accuracy is too good, right? Hit and hit.

"All of you, get down here." Xia Ling's face was hot, and he turned around to drive out the maids in the room.

It was hard for Ji Xingchen to talk about this kind of topic in front of his servants.

"Good. I've neglected you recently."

A force suddenly came from beside him.

Xia Ling staggered, and was pulled from behind and fell into the man's arms.

The faint fragrance of ink mixed with the smell of soap locust poured into Xia Ling's nose.

Xia Ling was a little vigilant at first, instinctively on guard, and then relaxed again.

In the past, Ji Xingchen had musk on his body, and there was a calming incense in his study, but it disappeared at some point.

The same is true in the Star Academy.

In the past, incense was burned, but long ago, these incenses were all removed...

Is it because she is pregnant?

In the past three months, Xia Ling has spent the most difficult first three months without knowing it.

No wonder Mrs. Ji knew that Ji Xingchen was grounded, so she had no intention of supporting her.

Are they afraid that she will be too out of touch and accidentally take the child away?

"I know you have always been concerned about Xiao Yao and Xiao Tian'ai, but Xiao Tian'ai has a special status and cannot be dealt with normally. Then Xiao Yao, who has evil intentions, keeping him in Ji Country is also a problem for raising tigers. Why don't you let him go to Xiao Country? , causing the Xiao people a headache."

Ji Xingchen held Xia Ling on his lap.

Holding her waist, he naturally untied Xia Lingzhu's hairpin.

The Ji family has a lot of money and resources, and spends all the young ladies they raised. Even if they have a bad temper, this snowy skin and soft skin, black hair and black crows like waterfalls are not comparable to ordinary women.

Letting the black hair tangle between his fingers, Ji Xingchen prefers the taste of the black hair tangle between his fingers.

"Letting Xiao Yao go back is letting the tiger go back to the mountain. However, Ji Guo is not afraid of him."

The man's tone was light, as if he was telling a story to Xia Ling.

However, what he said was enough to shock Xia Ling.

"Brother, are you sure?"

Xiao Yao is a person who can endure and be ruthless, and with Xiao Tianai's help, he is like a tiger with wings added.

The most frightening thing is that he is the hero of this world, the son of luck in this world.

As long as he wants to do something, he rarely fails, let him go back, and the plot... will return to the original track in a circle.

Based on Xia Ling's perception of the male protagonist, if he can't be killed, it may cause the world to collapse.

Imprisoned, it is the best choice not to let him leave the capital of Ji Kingdom for the rest of his life.

"What's the point of being sure? Ji Xingchen won't die for a day, Xiao Yao never wants to set foot in Ji Country." Ji Xingchen smiled.

He laughed lightly and his tone was light.

This sentence, which was said by others, seemed to be ridiculed, but when it came out of Ji Xingchen's mouth, it was like words of gold and stone.