Chapter 1328 The Love of the National Teacher's Daughter (6)

In this world of facial features, Xia Qiu said that he has never seen a man with such good looks, but Bibo is probably the only one who can be attacked or accepted.

Bibo looked a little unnatural to Xia Qiu, but he still couldn't bear to let Xia Qiu go.

Putting down the bowl, with heartache and sadness in his eyes, he looked at Xia Qiu and said flatly, "Lin Yan, we may not have any more children in the future."

"Us?" Xia Qiu asked dryly.

The main reason was that the man was too sad, Xia Qiu couldn't help but stretched out his hand, put his hand on the man's cheek and said, "Child? Is our child dead?"

Xia Qiu's hand was held by a warm hand.

"As long as you are safe and sound, Lin Yan."

With a trace of extravagant joy in Bibo's sorrow, he gently kissed Xia Qiu's forehead. The gentle kiss carried the fragrance of jasmine. He closed his eyes, and fell asleep leaning against Bibo's arms.

With the sound of knocking on the door, Xia Qiu didn't wake up, but the man who was holding her showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"My lord, Wu Changwu is here, and I want to see you by name." The person outside the door did not come in, but asked in a low voice outside the door.

"Understood, take it to the private room of Yushu Pavilion."

"Retire, little one."

Bibo's eyes were dim, and he looked down at the sleeping Xia Qiu, touched the bloodless lips, and finally kissed them lightly.

Xia Qiu didn't feel anything, but Bibo's face was full of tears.

"Lin Yan, Lin Yan, it's a good thing you're still alive...or else...I..." Tears dripped down Xia Qiu's cheeks and slid into her chest.

The momentary coldness stimulated the sleeping Xia Qiu to move closer to the gentle body.

Looking at Xia Qiu's movements, Bibo gently put Xia Qiu away for Xia Qiu, covered her with a quilt, and then cleaned up the dishes on the coffee table next to her.

Handle it with care, for fear of disturbing the beautiful woman who put it on.

Cautiously, Niutou took a look, but saw that Xia Qiu was already leaning towards the head of the bed he was sitting on before, his whole body was supported on the edge of the bed, and he was about to fall off.

Bibo was startled, and hurried forward, hugged Xia Qiu and put it inside, but was entangled by Xia Qiu, and fell on the bed.

Almost overwhelmed, Bibo heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw his arms to leave, but Xia Qiu hugged his arm tightly and didn't let go.

With a bitter smile, he took off his outer shirt and got under the quilt.

Maybe it's feeling the temperature, or maybe it's a little bit of popularity, Xia Qiu is like an octopus, wrapping around Bibo's body, absorbing the slightest bit of warmth.

Sleeping Xia Qiu unconsciously rubbed back and forth in Bibo's arms, finally found a suitable position and stopped moving.

And the knock on the door sounded again: "My lord, Wu Changwu has been waiting for you in Yushu Pavilion for a long time..."

"Go call Bi Shui to serve first."

"My lord, Mr. Bishui has already passed away, he was injured by Wu Changwu, you..."

The voice outside the door was trembling, but the person in his arms was clinging to him tightly.

"Bibo? What are you doing? Hurry up to Yushu Pavilion, the prince is angry. You step back first and tell the people over there that Mr. Bibo is taking a bath and changing clothes, please bear with me..." A deep voice sounded outside the door.

"Yes, Mr. Tourmaline."

The servant left, but the door was opened. Bibo pulled up the quilt and completely covered Xia Qiu.