The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Have a meal?

I took a look, I almost didn't foam at the mouth on the spot, passed out, but Huxiang had already changed into a pink dress, formed a small circle with Sima Qing and others, and roasted on the deck with a small fire Here comes the fish!Beside them, there were clearly two broken tables and chairs split in half...

faint!This group of young masters who have no life skills, aren't they afraid of accidentally burning their only boat!Or, burn a hole in the boat, draw up the water, and sink the boat? !

I flew into a rage, my face turned red with anger and my neck was thick: "You idiots, what if you accidentally start a fire?"

Sima Qing raised her eyebrows, glanced at me as if there was nothing, yawned, spread her arms, leaned back, and lay lazily on the deck, muttering: "Today, this fly is really good!" Quarrel……"[

Damn Sima Qing, how many nicknames does he have to give me before he is reconciled? Hillbilly and Fly are really getting worse and worse, woo woo...

Forget it, let’s just die, anyway, I’ve traveled to ancient times, so why should I be afraid of death, Huo got out!

I sat down, snatched the two grilled fish from Sima Yang's hands, bit them wildly, and threw back the bones without a trace of fish meat to him, belched contentedly, patted my chubby belly, and imitated Sima Yang. With a sunny appearance, he spread his arms and fell on the deck with his eyes closed.