Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

Xia Chiwan just leaned on the chair and smiled at Jin Xingyu's "reckless".

After reading Jin Xingyu, it turned out that it was just a travel note written by some tourists, and there was nothing special about it, so he lost interest.

"It turns out that Sister Wan'er likes to read these things. I thought that a talented woman like Sister Wan'er only likes to read poems and songs."

"Poetry and poetry? These things are not sad, compassionate, or bold, don't you think they are all clichés?"

For poetry, Xia Chiwan really has no extra thoughts.

Even though she preserved her habit of reading books, in this life, she is more casual and likes to read some travel notes.

"Hehe, Sister Wan'er, you are really fun, much more fun than those famous daughters I know."

After hearing Xia Chiwan's words, Jin Xingyu became interested. Jin Xingyu's learning these things is completely a task, so as not to embarrass the royal family.

To say how much I like these things, I really don't.

But more girls in the boudoir like to show off their literary talents in front of her, so Jin Xingyu is not happy.

"By the way, in the Great Jin Kingdom, is being a princess as easy as you?"

Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed, and then she covered the brilliance of her eyes with the movement of drinking water, and asked a seemingly unintentional question.

"How can..."

Jin Xingyu just wanted to complain, so he stopped talking immediately.

"Hey, Sister Wan'er, you don't know. It's not easy to be a princess. You have to learn whether you deserve it or not. Fortunately, Sister Wan'er, you are here, and my father sent me to entertain you. Otherwise, I will be suffering. That's it. So, Sister Wan'er, I have to thank you very much. For me, Sister Wan'er, you must definitely stay in Dajin for a while longer, okay?"

As he said that, Jin Xingyu stood next to Xia Chiwan, with two small white hands surrounding Xia Chiwan's body, like a puppy, acting like a baby to Xia Chiwan.

"You clever ghost."

Xia Chiwan nodded Jin Xingyu's nose, neither agreed nor refused.

"Sister Wan'er, did you agree?"

Jin Xingyu asked again without losing the opportunity.

Facing Jin Xingyu's question, Xia Chiwan just gave Jin Xingyu a bright smile:

"What do you say?"

"Sister Wan'er agreed, sister Wan'er agreed."

After hearing Xia Chiwan's rhetorical question, Jin Xingyu directly made a positive judgment.

How could Jin Xingyu, who was only 13 years old, play better than Xia Chiwan.

Of course, Jin Xingyu made a judgment like this, and naturally he also had his own careful thoughts.

In any case, she said that Xia Chiwan agreed, and since Xia Chiwan didn't refute, she admitted it, after all, silence is tacit consent.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, it's so noisy, but the brain hurts badly."

Although Xia Chiwan likes innocent and cute children, she doesn't like noisy children.

After Xia Chiwan drank like that, Jin Xingyu quickly shut up, and then playfully stuck out his little tongue at Xia Chiwan.

"How is the seventeenth prince's injury?"

Xia Chiwan expressed a great relationship with the seventeenth prince's injury.

Xia Chiwan calculated that since the envoy who delivered the letter had left yesterday, it would take another three or four days for the people in Liucheng to receive the news.

Thinking about it, it won't be long before he can return to the Great Zhou Kingdom.

It's just that if you want to go back to the capital city to reproduce, that's definitely delusional.