I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 436 You Set Me On Fire

At this moment, Murong Lang felt as if something had hit his heart, and he flinched hard.

He wasn't thinking about whether he could be as free during the day as he was at night, but he was thinking about what the little girl had experienced.

I remember when we first met, she said that she was a good-looking fairy, but now, she is asking herself such a question.

She has grown up.

What is making her grow up?

Murong Lang felt bitter in his heart.

In fact, when they left just now, the two of them were separated by a certain distance.

Although there was some chatter, but Murong Lang didn't show too much intimacy.

It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm afraid.

At this moment, he sneered.

That's it.

It's useless to try to cover it up.

He took two steps forward, walked to Yue Ran's side, and raised his hand to touch her head: "It's fine during the day, but there are many people here during the day, and it's annoying when someone wants to salute me after walking a few steps. "

Moreover, there are many masters in the palace, and Yueran will have to salute others at that time.

Especially Concubine De's gang, maybe they will trouble the little girl.

"If you like to play during the day, Ms. Meng may have to live in the palace for a few more days. I'll take you out for a walk tomorrow, is that okay?"

Yue Ran stared at him and smiled: "No need, the beautiful sister said that many people in the palace will kneel when they see this one, and kneel down when they see that one, but it's really meaningless. "

"It's enough for me to come here once, and I can brag with the folks for a long time!"

A child with a big fart actually knows how to brag to satisfy his self-esteem.

Yueran talked all the way, curious when she saw this, and touched that when she saw it.

From time to time, the imperial army passed by, they were searching for assassins bitterly, and they saw Yueran strolling around the imperial garden with a smile.

The difference is really too big.

"Uncle, look, these two lions look different!"

"Well, it's a male lion and a lioness!"

"Uncle, what kind of flower do you think it is?"

"That's a chrysanthemum!"

"But aren't chrysanthemums all yellow and white?"

"Actually, there are many other colors. Right now is Mid-Autumn Festival, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Look over there."

"This is black, and there are black chrysanthemums!"

"No, it's because of the moonlight, so it looks black, but it should be dark red, and you can see it when you're out of the sun."

"There are a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus trees here. In our countryside, this is a good thing. I also have one in the yard of my house. Many people in the village will pick the sweet-scented osmanthus trees and sell them in the town, but my parents don't sell them!"

"Then what do your parents keep?"

"Give it to me! You can make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and sweet-scented osmanthus rice balls! There are so many sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the palace, who will pick them? I see a lot of them falling on the ground!"

"The ones in the palace are not picked, the ones in the palace are planted and watched!"

"Ah, that's such a waste, what if the palace wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"There are buyers in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who will go outside to buy ready-made ones, which can be used directly. There are also small kitchens in each palace, where you can do it yourself. There will also be masters who like to do handicrafts and pick some sweet-scented osmanthus."

That's usually arty, or to please the father, but you can't tell Ran Ran about these things.

Yue Ran let out a cry, stood on tiptoe, and rolled down a large handful of golden osmanthus from a thick osmanthus branch.

Holding the sweet-scented osmanthus in both hands, she handed it to Murong Lang, and said, "Uncle, smell it, is it fragrant?"

Murong Lang's throat rolled down.

He has an upright and peaceful temperament, although he is only 30 years old, but even among bed brothers, he is not an interesting person.

More often, it is more like a machine running on a predetermined track.

It wasn't that there were no women who tried to smash his mask before, but such outrageous and intimate behavior in front of others would only make Murong Lang feel disgusted and impatient.

After the number of times increased, those women did not dare anymore.

Do what you should do obediently, follow the rules and stop messing around.

It is impossible for Yue Ran to act so intimately in the Prince's Mansion right now.

The servants following Murong Lang lowered their heads one by one, watching their noses, noses, and hearts.

His Highness seemed to be more tolerant towards this woman than others, but he didn't know how tolerant he would be.

Yue Ran's hand was already raised high, almost reaching under Murong Lang's nose.

An Yue took a step forward, wanting to move, but was held tightly by Ming Yue.

Yue Ran tilted her head, glanced at the silent servants, frowned, and wanted to take her hand away.

I seem to have done something wrong.

The beautiful sister said that there are rules in the palace, and you can't be as comfortable as you are in the Hou's mansion.

Her behavior should be the same as that of Sister Xiaolu and Sister Xiaocha.

But the two older sisters are not here right now, so she...

If you're not sure if it's the right thing to do right now, then don't do it.

As soon as her hand was withdrawn, Murong Lang grabbed her wrist.

He lowered his head, leaned into her palm and took a deep breath: "Well, it is indeed very fragrant!"

Yue Ran's hesitant expression disappeared instantly.

She also came over and smelled it herself: "This sweet-scented osmanthus is more fragrant than the one in my country yard. Is it because of more manure?"

When she finished speaking, she raised her eyes, and saw Murong Lang's black eyes staring at her without blinking.

She looked back generously and asked, "Uncle, do you feel thirsty, or are you hungry?"

"no!"

"Then why do you keep swallowing your saliva? I can hear the sound of gurgling!"

Murong Lang...

The servants behind...

There's something wrong with this girl's brain.

Why does His Royal Highness like this one?

Murong Lang turned his head back.

The two were very close just now, so he saw his own reflection in the girl's clear eyes.

He saw that his eyes, which were supposed to be old, glowed with the brilliance of a youth.

This brilliance was given by Yue Ran.

Only she can give.

At such a close distance, he also saw her petal-like lips.

It's pink and tender, moist, and I don't know what I've eaten, but it seems to have a layer of pearl on it.

It makes people want to kiss.

He had never had such thoughts about a woman's lips.

Moreover, before the women in his palace wanted to kiss him, he would only feel dirty and uncomfortable.

Murong Lang coughed lightly a few times to cover up his wild thoughts.

However, Yue Ran didn't understand anything, and she blinked her big eyes and asked, "Uncle, why are your hands so hot? I feel like my arms are going to catch fire through the clothes!"

She stood on tiptoe, put her palm on Murong Lang's forehead, and asked: "Uncle, do you have a fever! If you are sick, I will ask a doctor to show you."

silly girl.

I don't have a fever, it's you who set my heart on fire!

(End of this chapter)