Evil Concubine from Heaven: The Amazing Seventh Miss

Su Changle didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, there was a bowl of hot vegetable porridge on the table. Rong Beilan was dressed in a crimson purple robe. He sat lazily at the table and looked at her with his head. His eyes were greedy. Su Changle was stunned. He was embarrassed by his eyes. He hurriedly pulled the quilt and covered his face. The stuffy voice sounded from the quilt, "why don't you go? It's dawn."“ Why go? " Rong Beilan asked“ This is my boudoir. You, a big man, appear in a woman's boudoir early this morning. Are you not afraid of being gossip? " Rong Beilan raised his eyelids lazily, "who dares?"... " Su Changle suddenly felt that the demon would be a little cute when she was sick, at least let her feel that he was dependent on her“ The porridge is getting cold. " Seeing that she was still lying in bed, Rong Beilan couldn't help reminding. Su Changle pulled off her hair, turned over and sat up, looked at the vegetable porridge on the table for a long time, "did you make it?" Rong Beilan covered his lips and coughed. He quickly took a sip of the tea cup. A trace of embarrassment flashed on Jun's face. Seeing his expression, Su Changle affirmed that it was definitely the porridge cooked by the demon. Alas, it's really rare to eat the porridge cooked by Prince Rong himself. He lifted the quilt, rubbed out of bed, came up to the table and sniffed. Rong Beilan glanced at her, "go wash first." Flat mouth, cold hum, "I know." After washing, Su Changle couldn't wait to go to the table and sit down. He picked up the spoon and stirred it. The porridge looked very light and white, with a slight cluster of e-eyebrows. "Isn't there a side dish?" Rong Beilan pointed to the vegetable leaves floating on the surface with his chin, "isn't this it?"“ But it's tasteless. I hate eating tasteless things. " Rong beilanjun's face suddenly sank and was obviously unhappy. Su Changle swallowed a mouthful of saliva and flattered a smile. He scooped it up and sent it to the import. It really doesn't taste, and it seems to be a little... Burnt. This looks very good. Why does it smell like paste? Rong Beilan looked at her nervously and saw that she stared at the bowl of porridge for a long time before she began to eat the second bite. Jun frowned, "why, it's not delicious?"“ No, it's just tasteless. It's very good. " Su Changle simply picked up a bowl and drank it directly. His grilled fish was really delicious. I always thought he could do other things well, but I didn't expect... Seeing her look like death at home, Rong Beilan simply grabbed the bowl in her hand. His tone was not good. "If it's not delicious, don't force it."“ Cough, well, in fact, your roast fish is really, very good. " Rong Beilan looked at her and said nothing. Su Changle was a little guilty by his slightly wronged eyes. He felt as if he had done something big wrong. He hurried to grab the bowl again, drank the rest of the porridge, grinned and smiled at him. Rong Beilan's deep eyes stared at her. For a long time, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. With his other hand, he pinched her chin and leaned over to blow her red tender lip flap. Su Changle stared at his slightly closed eyes. The kiss was very long until Su Changle lacked oxygen. Rong Beilan rubbed his thumb on her lip flap, licked his thin lip with the tip of his tongue, and his voice was hoarse and charming, "well, it's really not very delicious." This damn demon! Su Changle pushed him. "Go back quickly. I'll change my clothes and see my master."