A childhood sweetheart cannot bear the love of a bamboo horse

Chapter 190 Squatting is also very standard (7)

Bihe picked and picked, looked at the top, it was still steaming, some things should be eaten while they are hot.She glanced at Qing'er, he was injured and needed to be mended.But the prince is here, so he can't sit down and eat openly.It's okay to try it, right?
She climbed onto the chair and squatted down to get more comfortable.

"He'er, this is very—" Second Miss Qin frowned, in a dilemma.The prince is here, she needs to pay attention.

Little Bihe looked at this sister in disbelief.

"Girls don't move their knees when sitting. You have to sit in a posture. I taught you." Second Miss Qin reprimanded softly.

Unexpectedly, the little guy blinked innocently and said, "Sister, I didn't sit, I just squatted!"

Squatting is also very standard!

Second Miss Qin was slightly embarrassed, she didn't know how to answer in front of the prince.

"Haha! That's right, she was just squatting! She didn't sit down. Hehehaha..." Unexpectedly, the prince laughed unsteadily, "Fool, if the old witch is here, you will die. Hehe!"

"Qing'er..." Suddenly, the little guy pursed his lips and looked like he was about to cry. When Qing'er asked a question with concern, he immediately continued, "I didn't do anything wrong, and the crown prince also said there was nothing wrong. Woolen cloth."

Pure eyes flickered at Qing'er, waiting for his cooperation.

Qing'er pursed her lips, she was simply entertaining people, but he was happy to cooperate in amusing others.

"Well, I didn't do anything wrong." Qing'er doted on her.

"Yeah! Eat something." She half-lyed on the table and began to search for things on the table.

"Fool, you can't be picky eaters, you have to eat them all."

"No! There are so many, I can't finish them."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, these things can't be left!" The prince also became stubborn.

The little guy pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction. The prince didn't want to kill me, but he also wanted to kill me.

"Qing'er, I want to eat this soup." Xiao Bihe pointed to the ginseng and black chicken soup in the middle.

Qing'er nodded, responded, then picked up the small porcelain bowl in front of her, filled half of it, and brought it to her.

She looked at it and smelled it, but she didn't pick it up. "Qing'er, take the silver needle!"

Huh? !Silver needle? !what?
(End of this chapter)