The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 269 My brother is fine, my brother doesn't hurt at all!

The surrounding area was filled with the voices of young men yelling for food, but after Chongyan finished speaking, He Anjia's world seemed to quiet down, and what he just said echoed in his ears.

"You are my daughter-in-law, who else do you want to protect you if I don't protect you?"

What Zhong Yan said was quite uncertain, because no matter whether he was compared with Murong Ying or Chong Jin and Chong Han, he was the weakest one among them.

He Anjia looked at him for a long time without any response, Chongyan felt as if countless ants were crawling over his heart, and his voice was a lot weaker: "You...don't look down on me, I know I'm weak now , but I will definitely become stronger! Become a man who can protect you as well as my sister!"

Chong Yan was holding a lot of things, and after his impassioned speech just now, the gift box he was holding was crumbling.

He Anjia helped him carry a few gift boxes in his hands, obviously happy in his heart, but still had a sullen face.

"Fool."

If she let Chongyan know the few words he said and coaxed herself well, won't Chongyan place her family status in the future?
Even though Chongyan would be her future husband, and she gradually opened her heart to him, but... He Anjia just didn't want Chongyan to feel that it was easy to coax her, and she wanted him to put her in an important position all the time, for the rest of her life. They all dote on her so much.

"Did I say I looked down on you?"

The corners of He Anjia's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he went up two steps, and when he looked back, he found that Chong Yan was still in place.

She turned back and pulled him back, "Let's go."

He Anjia took Chong Yan's hand and followed Murong Ying and Chacha's footsteps.

The second floor of Fulu Yipin is full of elegant private rooms, which are very private. Outside, there are tea seats where you can see the stage on the first floor through the guardrail. Guests outside can drink wine and listen to the opera.

Murong Ying lay on the crack of the door one by one to look inside, Chacha followed Murong Ying's buttocks, waited for Murong Ying to open a crack of the door, and then put his squinted eyes on it.

There is no eunuch in this room...

Neither does this room...

Look at the next room...

This couple has a tacit understanding of a husband singing and a woman pouting her buttocks and peeping. If someone points to these two dogs and tells them that one is the prince of Beixia and the other is the princess of the Yanchi Dynasty, that person will definitely Do not believe.

Lie down several door cracks in a row, but didn't see Concubine Ning, but even so, Murong Ying still took Chacha very patiently to see them one by one.

He Anjia led the "little wife" Chong Yan to follow, and saw Murong Ying and Chacha's two pouting buttocks in tacit understanding.

Five people:"……"

If you say that one of them is a prince and the other is a princess, you will never believe it. If anyone dares to say that these two are not a young couple, they will definitely pick up the bench and fight!
"Gege, I saw the Little Three Emperor Cake~~"

Chacha's head was sandwiched between the cracks in the door, and she stretched out her little hand to grab Murong Ying blindly.

Murong Ying was about to get up to find the next one, when Chacha's finger happened to stab him in an indescribable position, and Murong Ying almost cried out in pain.

Clutching his buttocks and jumping on the spot twice, Murong Ying managed to recover.

Chacha withdrew her hand and looked at Murong Ying who was blushing and opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Murong Ying pursed his lips tightly, and said calmly (actually to numb himself) when he met Chacha's eyes, "Brother is fine, brother doesn't hurt at all!"

(End of this chapter)