I want to return this princess

Chapter 136

What is this little girl thinking in her head?You still want to wash it and return it to him?

Do you want to remind him of the smoky hut smell all the time?
It's like gold that fell into a cesspit, no matter how valuable it is, Feng Muqing won't take it.

No way, it's just so rich and powerful.

"Get out! I don't need you to return it! Throw it away after wiping it!"

Feng Muqing didn't want to leave a shadow in his heart.

Song Yihuan's face was full of confusion. When she was very young, she would poop and urinate on diapers. Didn't she also wash them and reuse them?

How come Feng Muqing's silk handkerchief is thrown away after wiping his butt once?

"My lord, it's shameful to waste it, this veil is not broken, it can still be used after washing!"

Feng Muqing was anxious, "This king likes to waste! You can't control it!"

"You can't do this even if you have money. I'm your wife now, and I want to take care of you, so I can't let you waste it."

While Song Yihuan muttered in a low voice, he had already finished wiping his ass, wrapped the dirty silk handkerchief inside, and took it out of the latrine.

Feng Muqing was so angry that he didn't pay attention to what Song Yihuan was muttering to himself. The moment he saw Song Yihuan walking out of the latrine, he felt relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's over, Feng Muqing, who was once invincible and fearless, now has three fears: one is afraid that Song Yihuan will tell stories, the other is that Song Yihuan will give birth to him, and the third is that Song Yihuan will pull shit.

I was going to be tortured crazy by this little girl.

Feng Muqing brought Song Yihuan back to the room after taking a bath. Originally, he thought that Song Yihuan would consciously get under the bed as usual, but the little girl brought a small wooden basin by herself and squatted there, not knowing what she was rubbing.

"If you don't sleep at night, why bother?" Feng Muqing could have slept by himself, regardless of what Song Yihuan was doing, but if he didn't turn off the lights, he couldn't fall asleep.

Song Yihuan was seriously washing the handkerchief that was soiled by her wiping, "I'll wash it in a little while!"

What to wash?Feng Muqing always felt that there must be nothing good about Song Yihuan being so honest all of a sudden.

Sure enough, Song Yihuan's next sentence drove Feng Muqing completely crazy.

"My lord, look! I've washed it clean!" Song Yihuan held the corners of the handkerchief he had washed and spread it out for Feng Muqing to see, "There is no trace of poop! He is the first This is the first time to wash clothes for a man, even though it’s just a handkerchief, it’s something you carry with you, so shy..."

Song Yihuan pursed her lips shyly, "Since it's her first time, you must keep this silk handkerchief well!"

collect? !Feng Muqing glared at Song Yihuan sullenly, at this moment, he really wanted to make Song Yihuan into a mummy for safe keeping!
"Speak well for me, grow up, and learn such a messy tone!" Feng Muqing's drowsiness was wiped out by Song Yihuan.

Song Yihuan grieved Bala and pursed her mouth, "For the prince, I have endured the pressure that I shouldn't have to bear at this age. Is it easy for me to manage this family at a young age? Girls from other families are still playing, but I want to I've worked so hard to wash your veil, but I still haven't got a good word, huh, man!"

"That's really hard work for you." Feng Muqing glanced at Song Yihuan with a half-smile, "Since you care about me so much, why not..."

(End of this chapter)