The Proud Ugly Girl's Addicted Foolish Husband

Chapter 170 The White Noodles Should Be Cool (4)
After speaking, Wuying Lianxin turned around with a gentle smile and walked into the house.

The gentle voice and appropriate benefits, and the tepid and reasonable words made Gong Qianbai just stare at the tall, slender figure in white clothes, leaving with nowhere to vent his anger.

Ning Yu looked at the young lady in front of him, the young lady's attitude and words towards King Xiang tonight were a little out of order, no, it should be that it might be a very common thing, but it was very abnormal when it happened to the young lady.

Through the conversation just now, I always feel that my lady and King Xiang had something in the past.But Miss was not with King Qing at that time, and, according to him being by Miss's side for many years, he also understood Miss's temperament, and felt that there would be nothing between Miss and King Xiang, it's really weird!

At this moment, Gong Qianbai turned his head sideways, and said bitingly and annoyed in the cold, "What were you two doing just now?"

And that Si Yan, it seemed that he was not impressed enough by being the princess, and it was just a nominal name in his mind.Si Yan, who was serving Wuying Lianxin in the house, shivered suddenly, as expected, winter was coming, and he had to prepare some more clothes for his father, this year seemed to be colder than usual.

Ning Yu and Yi Feng looked at each other, and then Yi Feng lowered his head slightly to hide the loss and sadness in his eyes.

Ning Yu also bowed his head silently, they all called the master several times, but then King Xiang came out together, the moment King Xiang opened his mouth, the lady returned to her soul, how can they be blamed for this!

well!Recently, the young master and the prince have become more active, and even the young lady's heart has become more distressed.
"Qianbai, your face should be cold."

"Mother, why are you so dawdling?"

"That's right, that's right, my lady, your feet are so small, and you walk so slowly."

Wuying Qingxiang leaned slightly against the door of the house and said softly with a smile, beside Wuying Lianxin and Wuying Gonglin who were holding a snow-white and delicate bun and gnawed .

'The feet are so small' Ning Yu, Yi Feng and the others silently looked at Gong Qianbai's feet. They didn't realize what they had done until the cold light came, and they all lowered their heads, as if they didn't see anything. They didn't hear it either, they knew that the master was obviously in a bad mood at this time.

His eyes flickered, Gong Qianbai walked past the people at the door and walked straight into the house. When he saw the delicate, beautiful and neatly arranged steamed buns on the table, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he just wanted to turn around. Turning over, he was stopped by the words coming from the door.

"Xiaoxin, eat slowly, don't choke, and you won't be able to eat the Qingxiang pork shredded noodles made by Xiaoxiang later. You go to the house now, and Xiaoxiang will return Xiaoxin and Xiaoliner now." There is light white underneath."

"Daxiang is great, the buns are delicious, and the noodles are delicious too."

"And Grandpa, and Grandpa."

"Okay, okay, you two are obedient, be good, go inside and wait for Xiaoxiang."

Wuying Qingxiang looked at the two who were led away obediently by Si Yan, glanced at Gong Qianbai who was holding the buns on the table inside, then turned and went in the other direction.

The moment he turned around, the sudden autumn wind with the breath of winter rolled up Wuying Qingxiang's hair, and on Wuying Qingxiang's left ear exuded a strange and somewhat icy blue light. The nail appeared, in stark contrast to the gentle smile on Wuying Qingxiang's face.

(End of this chapter)