The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

hateful!How can I be too short, now, my height is considered "outstanding among the chickens"!Damn brat for laughing at me every chance he gets!

Although I hated it so much, I still jumped onto the stone bench, supported Sima Yang's shoulders with both hands, and climbed up.

"can you hear me?"

"Let me listen..." I grabbed Sima Yang with one hand and put the other next to my ear, "No, there is still no sound at all... Sima Yang, could the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl ride a cow to the Milky Way? gone?"

Sima Yang lowered his head and let out a "poof" laugh, his shoulders could no longer be controlled and trembled violently: "Cough!cough!Miss Huiyue, you don't really believe that you can hear the legend of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl talking about love while hiding under the melon and fruit shelf, do you?Ha ha……"[

Damn bastard, he lied to me!And I, an idiot, actually believed it, woo woo...

My face turned pale with anger, I shook my limbs, like a rabbit whose ears had been grabbed, kicked and thumped frantically, and pounded on Sima Yang's strong shoulder with my fist: "Bastard! Bastard! Bastard! Sima Yang!" You ancient wooden fish! Century bastard!"

Sima Yang staggered, and his whole body seemed to be drunk, swaying left and right: "Miss Huiyue...if this continues, we will..."

There was no chance to say the following words, as if he stepped on a ditch, his body suddenly became short, and he even led me to fall to the ground, rolling "chuckles" for a while, and stopped on a piece of green grass outside the grape arbor .