Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 92 Hey, little four, are you crooked?

When the prince asked him to come and identify him that night, he was still excited for a long time.

However, with such an important thing in hand, the lord does not want to let go of any news.

"No need, it's not time yet." Chu Simo said in a low voice.

Thinking of where Yuxi came from, the little girl's words still ring in her ears.

"These treasures are all for you. It's the first time we meet, please give me a lot of advice."

The corner of the lips curled faintly.

He turned to look at the person beside him.

But he saw her sitting on the cock, her head was pecking and pecking, almost hitting his thigh.

He couldn't move like a brain, he raised his hand and supported her chin.

She tilted her little head, and directly leaned on his palm, smacked her little mouth, and continued to sleep.

Chu Simo: "..."

Little stupid pig.

If you pull out your big hand, the little girl will definitely fall aside.

Just put her small face in such a big hand, and turned to Mr. Huali calmly, "Is there anything else?"

Mr. Huali: "..."

Swallowed.

At a time like this, even if there is a big problem, you can only be okay, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

"Then go down."

"Little one, go down, go down..."

As Mr. Huali walked out, he couldn't help looking back, but when he saw the prince stretched out his hand, he hugged the little girl into his arms.

Although the prince is not old, he is in his teens, and he is growing strong, but the little girl is not yet fourteen, and a pear tree pressing a crabapple doesn't seem to be too much to laugh at the prince, okay?

It's just old cows eating tender grass.

Mr. Huali said hehehe and left the study.

In other words, he still has to go out to hide for the next two days, otherwise, with the prince's temperament of doing what he says, it is very likely that he will really give him two concubines.

He's an old bone, and he can't afford to play!
It's not like the prince is young and vigorous, but he is popular every night.

However, it's too much to think about being turned into a red wave every night.

Xia Lanxi, who had promised to be a virtuous housekeeper, would not sleep until her husband was with her, had already gone to see Duke Zhou, and had no intention of waking up after being carried from the study back to the bed in the Qilin Pavilion.

Chu Simo put her on the bed, turned around and went into the bath room to take a bath.

Only halfway through the bath, I heard a "boom—" outside.

He raised his hand and pulled the big handkerchief on the side, wrapped it around his body, and walked out.

When I came out, I saw that the little girl who was lying on the bed had already hit the ground.

She was able to roll out of such a big bed, which was also capitalized.

He pinched the eyebrows that were jumping, walked over with his long legs, bent slightly, stretched out his long arms, and picked her up.

Xia Lanxi was in a bit of pain from being hit, and was half asleep.

Feeling the fragrance of the chest covering his little face, he couldn't help but pouted his small mouth and took two bites, laughing and talking nonsense, "Oh, my husband smells so good, it tastes so good."

(End of this chapter)