The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Xiahou Fengli stared at her without speaking, but his brows became tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more serious.

Jiang Nanyan's heart was flustered, and the palms of the hands pressed on the round table were constantly sweating.

"The Crown Prince doesn't like to speak in such a posture." Xia Houfeng said, and sat down with his robe lifted, "If you really want to talk to the Crown Prince, come here."

As he spoke, he stretched his legs and hooked a round stool in front of him.

Then, he pursed his lips and stopped talking. [

Looking at the round stool less than ten centimeters away from Xiahou Fengli, Jiang Nanyan swallowed in disbelief.

Even if he likes to talk face to face, he doesn't have to be so close!

Jiang Nanyan suspected that if she really sat on that round stool, she would stick her whole body directly onto Xiahou Fengli's body!

Thinking of the posture of the two of them after she sat on that round stool, she couldn't help blushing her cheeks.

"I... I'd better stand here and say it..." Jiang Nanyan lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"Since you don't want to say it, forget it." Xia Houfeng said, standing up as if to leave.

"Wait! Wait! I'll just go there! Sit down first! Sit down!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Nanyan didn't care whether he was shy or not, whether his posture would make people blush or not, so she rushed forward in fright In the past, he sat down on the chair with a "boom".