Prince brother is sticking to me again

Chapter 509

"I···"

When did she say that?

Looking back now, she can't wait to find a place to bury her face.

"What? You also feel that you are shameless now, don't you?" He raised his eyebrows, looked at the little girl sitting in front of him who kept shrinking her head and said bluntly.

"That's not it! I, I'm just, just..." She stammered and didn't know what to say to fight back at him.

She did say that on a whim before...

"Just? I just think I'm shameless and you are shameless anyway, so it seems like a good match, right?"

"..." She pouted, not knowing what to say to refute this guy.

"Why does your little face turn red so easily?" As he spoke, he pulled her soft cheek.

"Because I want face. I have a thin skin, but you have a thick skin!" she yelled.

He only chuckled a couple of times, his little girl really looked cuter and cuter all the time.

After the horses struggled through the streets full of people, they finally reached the city bridge.

"Here we are, come down." He said as he dismounted from the horse.

When Yan Kuan was about to come down by himself, he turned around and hugged him down.

"I'll come down myself."

Although I enjoy the feeling of being hugged up and down by him, but after all, there are so many people around, right?
If he is like this, will others think she is a child who wants to be hugged like this?
"Knowing that my wife is the best! But of course I have to carry you down safely after I lift you up? Isn't it? The service is thoughtful."

It's rare for him to speak so flatteringly, she nodded in satisfaction, she felt comfortable hearing this explanation.

Seeing that the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she looked very happy, he also smiled, stretched out his hand, bent over and said, "Please, Miss Yan."

Seeing him praising and nodding all of a sudden, she frowned strangely, and looked around. The people passing by were playing with themselves, and no one paid attention to them at all.

She kept an eye out to see what he was up to, so she put her hand on his hand, tiptoed lightly, put on a decent pose, and took the first step .

He followed her obliquely like this, and walked up the city bridge half a step later.

She always felt a little weird, but when she looked carefully, there was nothing too unusual about the people around her.

But they walked all the way in the middle, with so many people coming and going on the bridge, they walked smoothly without anyone blocking the way.

When she reached the top of the city bridge, she found a small wooden table in the center of the bridge, with pens and ink on it, and a few unfolded nasturtium lamps.

"Eh? No one can take it here?"

As she spoke, she let go of his hand, curiously picked up the small lantern that was just about to take shape from the table, and propped it up carefully, the exquisite and exquisite patterns appeared in an instant .

He just stood aside silently looking at her smiling face, and he was very satisfied.

Of course no one took it, it was specially prepared for her.

Seeing her pick up the pen, he leaned closer and asked, "Ma'am, what do you want to write?"

She hurriedly dodged and turned around even with the lantern, "I won't tell you!"

"Okay then," I knew she wouldn't give it to me if I asked her directly, but couldn't he take a peek? "However, you still have to write to me after you finish writing."

(End of this chapter)