The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan took a few sips of hot tea to moisten her throat before she leaned on Huangfulian's body and said in a low voice, "Huangfulian, didn't he just say that we should hurry up tomorrow? Why are you suddenly willing to do it again?"

"Perhaps it's your greedy appearance that impresses the shopkeeper?" Huangfu Lian smiled slightly with curved lips, and there was a trace of teasing in her smile. At the same time, she reached out to wrap her arms around Jiang Nanyan's waist to prevent her from accidentally falling.

He was in a good mood because of the natural intimacy between the two without words.

"Wow! Why are you so annoying! What does it mean to be moved by my greedy look?" Jiang Nanyan pouted, stretched out her hand and patted Huangfulian lightly.

Huang Fulian grabbed her hand, and while the shopkeeper was seriously making pastries, she put it on her lips and kissed it lightly, "That's not good, you hate me, but I like you, what should I do?"

Although Huangfulian's voice was not loud, the shopkeeper who was concentrating on making pastry could not hear it at all.

Jiang Nanyan didn't expect that Huang Fulian would flirt with her in front of outsiders, and her face turned red.

"You, you, what are you talking about!" Jiang Nanyan stammered, turning her face away uncomfortably, her face was so red that she could bleed, and her heart was beating fast.

"Did the king say something wrong?" Huang Fulian smiled slightly, and there was a slight hint of evil in the smile.