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Chapter 505 Empress Yu, won't you serve the bed?

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    After Li Jin said the word "reward", he scratched the head he just bumped.

    It seems that even as the king of a country, she will be in pain!

    I will dismantle this horse when I go back next time!

    Her mind was full of messy things, and she leaned lazily against the car window.

    Seeing that she had calmed down, Yu Qianfan drove the car back to his home.

    As usual, he drove back to Yu's house.

    Both Zhang Yan and Mr. Yu were there.

    He had to ask the family doctor to wait for Li Jinjiu to continue to see if she was well after she woke up.

    Opening the car door, Li Jin leaned softly against the car. She saw Yu Qianfan, blinked at her, and suddenly stretched out her hand, "Queen! I allow you to carry me away!"

    Yu Qianfan's laughter has never stopped from the beginning to now, and upon hearing this, he directly stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

    Li Jin didn't forget to bring her baby chocolate pot when she left.

    She smelled it, and the only ray of reason wrapped around her.

    She frowned and shook her head in confusion, "My saber is so damn sweet!"

    She took out a chocolate ball and stuffed it into her mouth.

    Well, it is indeed sweet.

    She stared at her jar, her eyes turned cross-eyed, but she said forcefully, "Very well, I will call you a sweet person! Are you happy or not!"

    She shook the chocolate in the can, and she was already deeply intoxicated.

    Zhang Yan and Mr. Yu rushed over excitedly and saw such a Li Jin.

    "I'll carry her up to sleep." Yu Qianfan hugged her to go up.

    Li Jin tossed desperately.

    She jumped off Yu Qianfan's body.

    Zhang Yan looked terrified, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't fall!"

    A group of aunts who had been around for a long time rushed over and picked up Li Jin hurriedly.

    Li Jin landed crookedly and looked around at the worried crowd.

    She puffed her face down and drooped.

    The double chin is squeezed out.

    "You all surround me no matter what, how decent!"

    Li Jin turned around and glanced at Mr. Yu who was leaning on crutches, frowned deeply, and then suddenly went into a rage.

    "Why do you let the Supreme Emperor stand! Give me a seat, otherwise I will cut off all of your heads!"

    The pronunciation of her last sentence is still very cute.

    Yu Qianfan covered his eyes, "Forget it, I'll hug her later"

    Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Mr. Yu stomping his crutch excitedly, "Hurry up! I haven't given the seat to the Supreme Emperor yet!"

    He hurriedly waved at Steward Li, "Go get your camera and record it. This is filming, right? My granddaughter-in-law wants me to accompany you in filming!"

    The old and the young were quite happy to play.

    Butler Li immediately took out his camera and started recording.

    Yu Qianfan was a little speechless watching his grandfather really coughed, and the helpers and aunts next to him couldn't help laughing, but they brought stools very quickly, and everyone was quite involved.

    Zhang Yan looked at the noisy group at home, and laughed when she saw it.

    She really hoped that A Yuan's little Jin'er would grow up quickly and marry into their family.

    That must be very, very lively every day.

    Li Jin instructs everyone to serve tea, and she will reward whoever's tea is delicious.

    As for what to reward, it is her jar of precious chocolate balls.

    Soon the jar will bottom out.

    She sat on the sofa and sighed.

    Upon hearing this, Old Man Yu leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, Xiao Jin? Don't be sad, do you want chocolate balls? Grandpa will get someone to make it for you right away."

    Li Jin shook her head.

    Enough making noise and laughing enough, she suddenly felt a little tired.

    There is a huge hole in her heart that is constantly devouring her.

    As for why, she couldn't say why, after all, she was acting purely on intuition now, and alcohol had swallowed her brain.

    Zhang Yan had been standing with Yu Qianfan all the time, and when the rest of the family saw Li Jin suddenly quiet down, they didn't know what to do.

    Especially at the moment when she hangs her head like a discarded beast.

    Li Jin sniffed.

    AlreadyYu Qianfan, who had Li Jin's drunk experience, frowned.

    no!

    This is crying from exhaustion.

    He took two steps forward and wanted to hug Li Jin, but Zhang Yan was closer to him. She knelt down and looked at Li Jin, frowning and asked: "What's wrong, Jin Er? Is it because of the spirit of wine?"  Vomited?"

    Auntie in the kitchen is cooking hangover soup.

    Zhang Yan was thinking about whether to let Li Jin drink first, but when she turned around and stood up, she grabbed the corner of her clothes.

    She raised her head, her eye circles turned red.

    The dizzy eyes are like diamonds soaked in water, but they will shatter with just a light touch repeatedly.

    Li Jin suddenly reached out and hugged Zhang Yan's waist.

    She called out: "Mom."

    Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, Mr. Yu was also stunned, and Yu Qianfan frowned behind him.

    Butler Li silently put away the camera, and the aunts next to him lowered their heads.

    They all knew who and where Li Jin's mother was.

    Her mother is Pei Yuan.

    Pei Yuan is now in the cold cemetery.

    Zhang Yan couldn't help raising her head, trying not to let her eyes get red.

    Whether it is mother's love or father's love, it is the most irreplaceable love in the world.

    This is the love that ordinary people can get.

    Li Jin got a lot of things that ordinary people can't get, but what ordinary people can have, she didn't have it.

    Zhang Yan hugged Li Jin, bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

    Whether it is maternal love or fatherly love, Li Jin has neither.

    Even mentioning her father, the culprit who killed her mother and her, was an act of tearing open her scars.

    A hand reached out and hugged Li Jin.

    Yu Qianfan looked at the crowd and said, "It's all gone, I'll take her to rest."

    After the young master spoke, the servants dispersed immediately.

    Zhang Yan sighed and went back to her room.

    Grandpa Yu drank tea in a muffled voice.

    How happy she was when she was sober, but when she was not sober, she said that she was unhappy.

    Perhaps there are many, many other unhappy things that weigh heavily on her.

    But she never said it.

    Yu Qianfan put Li Jin on the bed, and she was still holding her jar in her arms.

    A pair of eyes tried to open wide and looked at Yu Qianfan.

    Just when Yu Qianfan let go of her and was about to get up, Li Jin suddenly put his arms around Yu Qianfan's neck.

    He put his hands on both sides of Li Jin.

    The beige quilt was sunken under pressure.

    Li Jin was obsessed with Yu Qianfan all over, throwing away all the jars in his hand.

    There seemed to be confusion in her eyes, and she spoke every word innocently.

    "Queen, aren't you going to bed tonight?"

    Yu Qianfan's eyes darkened in an instant, but Li Jin's eyes were very clear, like two mirrors, allowing him to see himself like a beast at the moment.

    He brushed the end of Li Jin's eyes with one finger, and she closed her eyes subconsciously.

    Warmth swept from the end of her eyes, she heard Yu Qianfan's laughter, accompanied by the rare gentle wind in the winter outside.

    "Go to sleep."

    "My beloved Her Majesty the Queen." (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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