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"I think I'm hungry. Let the mammy feed him." Zongzhenglin looked at the confused appearance of moxiyao, reaching out to embrace.

"Feeding?" Moxiyao woke up after hearing words. She was going to feed her own baozi. How can she waste such good nutrition as breast milk.

Do not know whether there is a custom that your daughter can not breastfeeding herself? To make all the milk mammy do, with the fun of small bags can be born a lack of a ring.

Looking up at the handsome side of the man, moxiyao intends to try. After all, zongzhenglin has been discussing with her in small matters. Maybe this man can understand her as a child's heart.

"My highness," moxiyao gently pulled his chest and placard. "I looked up the book, saying that breast milk is good for children and can help children grow strong."

The water spirit of the beautiful eyes blinking and blinking looked at him, "can I let my concubine feed him personally?" All the eyes are expectations and desires.

Zongzhenglin frowned, but she had never heard of the previous cases of the female breastfeeding in person. Even the imperial son in the palace was born and handed over to the Mammy, and brought to the age of three.

However, moxiyao should not talk about it, when the mother and mother will not take their children wrong. She stared at her son and was delighted, and clearly loved in his bones.

Zongzhenglin thought about it. Those families in distress were also fed by women themselves. What kind of mother and so on, children did not grow up as well?

"If you really want to breast-feeding yourself?" The big hand gently rubbed her long hair.

Moxiyao saw zongzhenglin's attitude loose, nodded hurriedly, and his eyes were firm.

Rarely see the small woman so stubborn, zongzhenglin called Zhao Ma to ask for a time, to determine that there will be no harm to the mother, only nodded to respond to this matter.

Moxiyao's face immediately brightened, and she did not worry about Zhao Ma still, and raised her head to smell a mouthful in zongzhenglin's chin, and the sound of the boom was very loud.

The sixth highness was stunned by her sudden intimacy for a moment, pinching her nose with a funny smile, and then nodding her forehead to laugh, "please, so straightforward."

Moxiyao has no excuse for flattering boss, upright and strong, and she is very angry. "Why can I please my husband?" The words are full of arrogance.

Zongzhenglin laughed and was used. See the little woman squeeze eyebrows and make eyes again, the ghost is clever, embrace the person is a gnawing bite.

Zhao Ma was two main children of the eyes of the flirting tired of the crooked, quietly retreat, leaving a family in the joy.

The baby baby small and medium-sized bun waited for a long time without any care, immediately did not do, wailing, surprised the two immediately separated, bow to see.

I saw the little guy open his mouth closed and cried hard.

Moxiyao hurriedly pulled the skirt to feed milk, only the last pocket left when found that it was wrong, how the man next to sit down, without avoiding??

"My highness," moxiyao called softly, and his eyes signaled that he could go out for a while to avoid embarrassment. I can see the man in the deep and quiet Phoenix when I know it.

Zongzhenglin sat on the bed, his eyes glowing hot and glowing, staring at the tall, plump and upright woman's chest, and the Fengmu was evil, and her eyebrows were selected, indicating that she hurried to the last round.

"Highness ~ ～" Mu Xiyao jiaochen, see the man this virtue, know that banish people hopelessly, have to red face, not twisted partial body, block his hostile eyes, do not forget to Jiao Jiao stare at him.

Zongzhenglin was empty for months, and she was inadvertently glanced at it and picked up the interest.

The emperor watched moxiyao go to the last shelter, showing half a full and tender abundance, zongzhenglin Fengmu more prosperous.

Moxiyao is right. He can feel the hot sight behind him. His face is red. He whispers that his Highness has no control and has done all the peeping.

Finally, he was still important to his son. Moxiyao held one side full to the mouth of the little guy, and saw the bun shaking and arched his head. The small mouth hit the top, and the gill sucked up one drum by one. But only a few breaths, then blushed face, shrunk mouth like to cry.

Mu Xiyao looked at his son's strength small, and tried hard to suck out a breath. He was also in a hurry. She was about to call Zhao MA in to help. He didn't want the whole person to be broken by zongzhenglin. The upper body was facing him, and his face was red in a flash.

Just about to open, but see that man come, a face serious comfort, "don't worry, this hall to help son through."

After that, I fell over and contained a few bright red, * * two times, I took a few mouthfuls.

Moxiyao was greatly shameless by zongzhenglin. This is the six highness of the Manchu Dynasty, who praised, upright and bad women? Blind to their dog eyes, the man is clearly a hungry wolf to give birth, but also abdomen black can.

Zongzhenglin only felt a little smell of sweet milk suddenly entrance, warm silk slippery, extremely delicious. I didn't feel like sucking two times, and I was angry and called, "my highness!"This man ate bean curd and his son to grab colostrum, the more alive the less.

Zong Zhenglin this just did not give up from that place, looking at the son one mouthful pours up, Zizi sucks sweetly.

When the little guy put his big fist on Mu Xiyao's chest, Zong Zhenglin's face sank. He gently pushed his little hand to his side, which made the little guy dissatisfied and hummed twice to continue to nurse.

Mu Xiyao despises him. This man is really stingy. What's wrong with your son's touch? He's still in trouble with children.

Zong Zhenglin was restless. He was caught by Mu Xiyao's eyes, and then looked at his son, who was full of wealth. He did not respond to Mu Xiyao's stare. He directly changed his position and held the other side of his head.

"Ah ~ ~" Mu Xiyao was softened by Zong Zhenglin's sudden arrival. The man, with a clear hint of meaning, bit and sucked, and held his big hands full and kneaded.

Mu Xiyao holds his son in his hand. He has no choice but to endure to be tricked by him.

Looking down at the small steamed bun sucking milk, it is totally different from Zong Zhenglin. Such a loving breast-feeding, was stirred by this man, got, immediately changed the taste.

Mu Xiyao is so angry that she hugs her son with one hand and pulls his hair with her free hand. However, the man is so firm that he bites her tenderness like revenge, which makes Mu Xiyao twist his ears.

Zong Zhenglin grabbed her little hand and patted her, indicating that if there was any more trouble, he would immediately clean her up.

Mu Xiyao is weak, helpless to see a big and a small head squeezed in front of the chest, Zizi sucking milk, face burning badly.

If it is known that she and the six princes are so ridiculous, how can they go out to meet people?

When the little things were full, Zong Zhenglin pulled the sheet to cover Mu Xiyao's body, and called for mother Zhao to come in and hold her son to go outside to look for milk. Mammy turned back and looked at Mu Xiyao and squinted slightly.

The little woman was just pulling and twisting happily. Now she has no son and is just cleaning up her wild son.

As soon as Mu Xiyao looked at Zong Zhenglin, he knew that he was harbouring evil. When his eyes turned, the demon Mei Mei glanced at the tent he had raised. "Your Highness, I can't wait on you." The voice was flattered to the water, half opened and half closed in the beautiful eyes of schadenfreude, full of provocation.

Zong Zhenglin looked at the woman's unruly, but also laughed, "Jiao Jiao only needs to be considerate, but I miss you for a long time." Then he untied the robe in front of Mu Xiyao's face and opened the tie.

Mu Xiyao's eyes are not good, startled to dodge, but a was held in his arms, holding a small hand on the burning heat, not allowed to leave.

Zong Zhenglin bowed his head and kisses her pink lips, and with her big hands he kept circling her.

"It's been a lot of work these months." Zong Zhenglin's head slowly moved down, from the side of the neck to the chest, dense under the wet kiss.

Mu Xiyao gasped. Your highness, even the woman who is in confinement, beast!

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