Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 1005 Are You a Dog?
After having breakfast and taking care of Xiao Lang to drink the medicine, Xinmeng really followed the previous agreement and asked Yan Qing to fetch the "Sifang Travel Notes". She wanted to read it to Xiao Lang herself to pass the lonely time of recuperating. .

Hearing this, Yan Qing looked at Xiao Lang, saw that he closed his eyes lightly, then immediately turned and left, and went to the study to get "Four Sides Travel Notes".

As if in the blink of an eye, Yan Qing came back, holding in her hand the "Sifang Travel Notes" that Xin Meng had seen earlier.

Seeing Yan Qing's exquisite lightness kung fu once again, Xin Meng was amazed, and took the book that Yan Qing handed over in a daze, and didn't recover for a long time.

"Yan Qing, go out and watch, don't come in without my order!" Xiao Lang said coldly.

Seeing Xinmeng's envious and admiring eyes, even knowing that the reason for Xinmeng's stunned look was not Yan Qing's appearance, but Yan Qing's lightness kung fu, he still couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

"Yes!" Yan Qing answered blankly, turned around and left the room without any hesitation, walked to stand under a tree in the yard.He has a stern face and a tall and straight figure, standing there motionless, like a statue.

Songchun packed up the dishes and walked past Yan Qing with the food box, and turned to look at him sympathetically.She could see that Yan Qing was punished by the Eighth Prince, and the reason seemed to be related to her eldest lady.

Yan Qing maintained a motionless posture, raised his eyebrows slightly, and watched the slender figure leave from the corner of his eyes.

In the room, Xin Meng, who finally understood, moved a stool and placed it beside the bed. After sitting down, she was not in a hurry to read, but stared at Xiao Lang intently, and asked softly, "Why, are you angry?" ?”

"No." Xiao Lang avoided her gaze awkwardly.

Xinmeng pursed her lips, thinking that it would be better to say something, lest there be thorns in his heart, random suspicions, and it is not conducive to the recovery of the body.

"I'm just envious of Yan Qing's lightness kung fu, and there is no other meaning. Don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry." Xiao Lang still denied it.

"I'm not angry, I'm just jealous." Xinmeng thought to himself, but didn't say the word "jealous" to his face.If he said it, he probably wasn't angry at first, but he would really be angry after hearing it.

"If you're not angry, then smile. Only when you smile, I can believe that you're really not angry." Xin Meng bit the pronunciation of the word "true" hard, and then stared eagerly at him with a pair of clear and bright eyes. Looking at him, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Seeing her lowering her posture, Xiao Lang thought about admitting that he was a little angry, maybe he could take the opportunity to ask her not to show such an obsessive look to Yan Qing in the future.

"actually, I……"

"Okay, I believe you are not really angry." Xinmeng interrupted him, stretched out two white and slender fingers, put them on both sides of his lips, and pushed them up gently, so that the two fingers on both sides The corners of the lips are slightly curved upwards.

She nodded with a smile: "It looks much better now than when you were so straight. You have to keep this smile."

She withdrew her hand to get the "Sifang Travel Notes", but Xiao Lang suddenly made a move that surprised her, that is, took a sip, and put a finger in her mouth that she had no time to retract.

He even clenched it with his sharp teeth, causing Xinmeng to complain loudly: "Xiao Lang, are you a dog?!"

(End of this chapter)