The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

I struggled to get up from the ground and watched as Sima Qing gnawed away the golden and plump grilled fish, and threw the fish bones into the fire, making a "crackling" sound and then turning into ashes .Sima Qing didn't even look at me, she tossed her head and went straight to fiddle with the bundle of bamboo.

My fish, my fish - woo woo woo woo

"Gulu Gulu" immediately protested from his unsatisfied stomach.

Sima Yang was taken aback for a moment, then handed me the fish in his hand.There was a faint smile on his handsome face, and his voice was as soft as a spring breeze: "This is only for you."

I mechanically picked up the grilled fish and took a bite, staring blankly at Sima Yang: "Then what do you do?" [

Sima Yang moved his thin red lips, just about to say something.

Hu Xiang took a quicker step, jumped to the middle with winking eyebrows, and crossed a black branch with a fish head stuck on it: "Brother Yang, eat mine!"

Sima Yang stared at the branch with only fins left, and was silent for two seconds: "Hu Xiang, I still have it."

He raised his hand casually, and there was an extra branch in his hand, on which was a glistening fish: "Originally it was reserved for big brother, but it's the same now."

As he said that, he suddenly laughed, his curled eyelashes fluttered in a confusing way, his eyes were like shooting stars.