Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Shu Nuan raised his head and asked him, "Do you want to see it?"

Sheng Qianmo shook his head lightly, with a flat expression, as if he didn't care.

When Shu Nuan saw him, he said "oh", and tore off the drawing paper, crumpled it up, and threw it out.

"go home."

Art booth boy: "..."

Who can tell him why such a quiet and well-behaved girl is so arrogant?

After painting for a long time, throw it away and throw it away. Anyway, teach people to appreciate it!

Shu Nuan didn't even wait for Sheng Qianmo to walk ahead.

Shengqianmo wanted to follow, but she paused out of the corner of her eye, and finally bit the bullet and picked up the ball of paper she threw on the ground.

He opened it slowly, and what caught his eyes was——

A man in a battle suit sitting on horseback.

Behind him was the sky full of wind and snow, his face still had the bloody coldness after the battlefield, but there was rarely a touch of gentleness in his eyes.

It's like the first drop of spring water has seeped into the glacier for thousands of years.

It is his own appearance.

It was the shirt he wore the day he first met her.

Nuannuan, what did you draw?

Sweetheart.

The moment Sheng Qianmo hugged Shu Nuan who was walking not far ahead, Shu Nuan let out a low cry in fright, because the bastard lifted her up high, and Shu Nuan was so frightened that his small hands tightly grasped his shoulders, "Put me down..."

Not only did Sheng Qianmo not let go, he even pushed her against the wall at the corner of the street and kissed her lips viciously.

His tongue clung to her forcefully and fiercely, plundering her breath was not enough, he wanted to occupy every corner of her.

Shu Nuan's mouth was numb from his kiss, and his small mouth let out a soft humming sound from time to time, and the corners of his eyes were moist, as if containing watery mist, hazy and alluring.

After a while, Cheng Qianmo finally regained his sanity, let go of her a little bit, panted heavily, lowered his head and clamped her misty eyes with his eyes, "The child belongs to me, right?"

Shu Nuan was devoured by his lustful eyes, and the calf hanging on his waist softened, but he still had a bit of stubbornness, his lips were moist, and he said in a steamy voice, "No..."

Cheng Qianmo bit her lip, breathing more heavily, "It's my king's."

This time it was in a firm tone.

"no……"

"yes."

"...legs are sore, let me down." Shu Nuan panted, planning to change the subject.

Cheng Qianmo didn't move, staring straight at Shu Nuan in his arms, pursed his lips, with a bit of sultry success: "It belongs to this king."

"It's about counting my own children, it has nothing to do with the prince..."

Cheng Qianmo actually pushed her with his lower body through the clothes, with a slightly naughty and sexy mouth raised slightly, and his voice was low: "Bear boy, do you really want me to be upset?"

Shu Nuan could feel the giant object touching her through the fabric of the clothes, and her face became hotter for a moment, "Anyway...not..."

Sheng Qianmo didn't say much, and carried her to the doctor.

The doctor from yesterday was personally hired by Shu Nuan to go to Heng Mansion every day to check Shu Nuan's pulse, so naturally he was on the other side of Shu Nuan, while Sheng Qianmo went directly to find a random pharmacy in the city right now.

"I'm pregnant in the early three months, how can you be a husband, and you don't even know that your wife is pregnant..."

Sheng Qianmo looked at Shu Nuan who was sitting at the table, his eyes were so gentle that he said, "It's because I didn't do my duty well enough for my husband."

Biting her lip, Shu Nuan stood up, turned her head and ran away.

what for husband...

shameless.

Who is going to marry him.