Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Brother Zhao, what books did you buy?" Mu Nanshan asked curiously. What books did General Coulomb have? How could Zhao Jingting buy books in such a run-down town?

Zhao Jingting laughed and didn't answer, and it looked a bit embarrassing to see the appearance. Now he strode out of the bookstore, but the shop owner winked and said to Mu Nanshan: "Naturally a book that men love to read, my son also wants it. The shop is next to the military barracks. There is n’t one next to it. There is no shortage of these alone. No matter what the son likes, the shop has a guarantee. "

Mu Nanshan blushed to the neck, he was not a child, and naturally knew what the shop was saying. He shook his head in a hurry and said, "... No, no, no."

The shopkeeper looked him up and down, shook his head with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Yes, this kind of book is only interesting for two people to read together."

Mu Nanshan twitched in the corner of his mouth: "..."

The shopkeeper counted the money for Mu Nanshan and watched Mu Nanshan face the red-eyed and red-faced bookstore. The shopkeeper couldn't help sighing: "This year, how can a good-looking man be so good? Haven't we left a way for women? . "

Mu Nanshan's mouth twitched even more: "..."

...

Mu Nanshan naturally knew what Zhao Jingting bought, and he hadn't read the Spring Palace, the barracks, and the place where a group of old men gathered. Naturally, these things were indispensable, but how could Mu Nanshan never think that Zhao Jingting could not see this? The things on the table were surprised and surprised, but Mu Nanshan understood it, and it seems that Brother Zhao is not masculine.

...

"Mu ... Mu Mu ..." The guard looked at Mu Nanshan whose face was immersed in cold water without blinking. The effort of a tea passed, but Mu Nanshan remained motionless, only to scare the guard's lips. Hesitated, "General, are you ... are you okay? Come out now, don't hesitate."

After a while, Mu Nanshan straightened up, took the pat from the guard, and wiped his face. He likes this time of day. His mind is very clear and his spirit is good, but he still has a little brain today. Mess.

Last night, Zhao Jingting told him that he and Xie Lun had been close each other for three years, and he would recognize Xie Lun in this life.

Mu Nanshan couldn't remember it for a while, but just asked indistinctly: "But Brother Zhao was in the bookstore in the small town that year. Didn't you buy spring ... the Spring Palace paintings?"

As soon as Zhao Jingting stunned, he smiled forward and backward, his tears all laughing: "Why, you asked the store shop specifically?"

Mu Nanshan sucked his nose embarrassedly: "I didn't ask, the shop told me."

"The shop didn't tell you, I bought the male and female Harem?" Zhao Jingting touched his beard a little uncomfortably, but there was a slight beard on the smooth chin? Suddenly Zhao Jingting dropped his hand again a little awkwardly.

In fact, since he got along with Xie Lun, he paid special attention to his appearance. In the past, the flirting cheeks of the former day, now he has to trim his beard in front of the mirror, because Xie Lun always complains that his beard is too piercing. Would like to kiss him, Zhao Jingting cut his beard clean without saying a word, but he can't change his habit for many years, still like to twist his beard with something, and then make an embarrassment from time to time ...

However, at this moment Mu Nanshan is more embarrassing than Zhao Jingting.

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