Natsu Hyuuga

Finally he managed, “Now listen to me, y—I mean, Maomao! Listen close! I am going to make you my wife!”

Perhaps you’d be interested in asking the Emperor’s younger brother to plant his seed in your belly.”

“This will be my pillow”—and put his head smack on Maomao’s knees. The crown of his head was pressed up into her stomach, and his arms were wrapped around her back.
“Master Jinshi...”