"?" Fang Xiwen was completely confused. "Everything else is fine, but how can we eat chicken and duck without garlic?"

"I don't care. I just hate the smell of garlic. I don't want these. I'll just make boiled meat from now on." Then she picked up the bowl, tilted the edge, and used chopsticks to scoop the meat into his bowl.

Looking at her little appearance, Fang Xiwen laughed and shook his head, thinking that he had really become an old father now.

"You are so old and still picky about food. Learn more from Lin Huazhi," he said, pointing his lips at the opposite side, "You have to eat everything to have a balanced diet.

Maybe that's why you haven't grown taller.

Be obedient and eat more, maybe you can run a little faster."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to suddenly freeze.

Xiaoxuan's face was filled with horror. Her hands holding the bowl froze and her head turned away slowly as if it was wound up.

The third of the five forbidden topics in Xinggong! He actually said it!

I think even if he is the son-in-law, he would still be scolded, right?

However, Jiang Xingchu did not show any displeasure on his face. Instead, he nodded and said, "Yes, I am just a child, so what?"

"?"

After being teased by him time and time again, she has developed a resistance to it. Instead of getting angry, she might as well turn this into her advantage.

So she stood up with the bowl in her hand, lifted Fang Xiwen's hand, sat down on his thigh, and stuffed her chopsticks in his mouth: "Feed me, hurry up."

"Are you really three?"

"Ah - hurry up," Jiang Xingchu opened his mouth and urged: "Chuchu is three years old this year and can't use chopsticks yet."

"...You can do it."

...

Fang Xiwen didn't expect that she could be so shameless.

What gave him an even greater "surprise" was that the Saint's mischief was far from over.

He went out for a walk for a while, and when he came back he found the door of the room wide open. Seeing this, he felt a little nervous, but then he felt relieved.

Anyway, there was nothing shameful hidden in it, the novels I bought were all healthy reading materials, and my underwear was also put away;

Although he didn't like having his things rummaged through, he always had extraordinary patience with Jiang Xingchu.

However, when he saw the whole room, his patience was slightly shaken.

All the books on the table were swept away. Facing the bed was a large bronze mirror. In front of the mirror were all kinds of bottles and jars, including rouge, lipstick, small mud, eyebrow drawing, flower ornaments...

Various gold and silver hairpins were scattered around and piled on the table.

Even the curtains over the bed were changed to a festive pink color, with a silhouette dangling inside.

After being stunned for a while, Fang Xiwen went out and came back again, again and again. After confirming that this was his room, his fists became completely stiff.

"Jiang Xingchu, didn't they prepare a place for you to live?" he asked the consultant knowingly.

"Yes, but it's just so-so. Not as good as your room."

"You must be joking! Your room is much bigger than mine. It was given to the city lord to support his concubine. It's more than enough for three of you to live in!"

"You yourself said that it was for the concubine to live in. How dare you ask me to be a concubine?"

"I am the city lord?"

"...I don't care. I'm not a concubine anyway." Jiang Xingchu rolled around with the quilt in his arms and refused to get down.

Seeing this, he laughed in anger, turned around and walked out the door: "Okay, I'll go and be Lin Huazhi's concubine."

"Just take a step outside the door and try!"

She stood up quickly, Fang Xiwen stopped and turned around.

"I finally got to see Brother Xiwen, I don't want to be separated." Jiang Xingchu's eyes softened when their eyes met, and she said in a coquettish voice, "We even want to sleep together."

Hearing this, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked back, pinched her little face and pulled it to the sides, threatening viciously: "Are you going to force me to eat you, here, at this time?

Is it that I have too much self-control, or that you underestimate yourself?"

"I knew it!" Jiang Xingchu slapped his hand away, but became happy instead, and moved closer: "Do you really want to be intimate with me, want to strip me naked, but because there are so many people around, you have been holding back?"

"No, not to that extent..." Touching his chin, Fang Xiwen understood and smiled: "Wait, you are not afraid that I will lose interest in you, right?"

"Who, who said that!"

"What are you hiding behind your back? Let me see." Fang Xiwen was quick-witted and snatched a storybook from her hand and flipped through it: "Two or Three Stories about the Daughter of Tushan Clan... Oh, the fox demon sister in it has a hot body, a wasp waist and a plump butt, and several descriptions are also noteworthy."

"I knew you liked big ones! Big pig trotters!!"

Bang bang bang!

One after another, Jiang Xingchu simply threw out all the books he had hidden and glared at him angrily.

What are "The Beauty and Fragrance of the Great Jin Dynasty" and "The Flower Shadow Behind the Curtain"...

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen felt quite helpless and had no way to defend himself; God had mercy on him, he really just bought this book casually in the bookstore, and he didn't know who started this trend.

Damn, why is the title so straightforward?

"Actually, the small ones are also very cute..." He smiled awkwardly and comforted her.

"Stop insulting me!" Jiang Xingchu jumped up and pointed at him, "How would you feel if I said that your thing is also small and cute!"

"......" After a moment of silence, he became serious: "What I want to point out is that no matter where the statistical values ​​are, I am always in the upper middle level, far exceeding the average.

Moreover, this kind of thing varies by region, race, and person..."

"Bah! You're just bullying me like I've never seen it before!"

Tonight, the Saint Lady did not show her usual calmness and intelligence.

As for the reason, maybe it was because I didn’t finish it that day;

In Jiang Xingchu's opinion, she was unwilling to give it to him now, but she was greedy for his warmth and stopped him from looking for someone else;

As luck would have it, there is Lin Huazhi by my side, who is not only beautiful but also has a great figure.

Even if she looked at it from a woman's perspective, that thing was also curvy and beautiful in shape. It almost made her lose confidence, so she came here tonight to confirm it.

Because her behavior was so abnormal, Fang Xiwen thought about it carefully and guessed most of it. He didn't argue anymore. He just sat down on the bed, held her on his lap, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

"Xing Chu, listen to me."

"Are you going to say nice things to coax me again? Humph, I don't want to hear it."

"I'm not trying to tease you, I really mean it. I fell in love with you because you're beautiful, I don't deny that; but that just made me pay attention to you.

A person's skin is like this flower. No matter how beautiful it is, if you look at it every day, you will get tired of it. There will always be a time when you are bored. I believe you are the same."

"Well, sometimes you look okay, but sometimes you just deserve a beating."

"That's your own mood... Come to think of it, is it time for us to separate when we are tired of each other?"

Jiang Xingchu changed his sitting position, turned sideways, and stared at him straight: "Are you going to get tired of the old and fall in love with the new? Abandon your wife? Are you going to be irresponsible?"

"No, don't look so scary. Why do you keep interrupting me? What I want to say is that the reason why two people can stay together for a long time is their values ​​and personalities, not anything else.

Just like you and I have been through so much, we cooperated with each other in the Jiang family, we redeemed each other in obtaining the Blood Stone, and we entered the secret realm hand in hand.

Even if he comes back, we are still discussing the real business, as well as the upcoming long trip... Our relationship has penetrated each other to this extent, what does it have to do with the skin now?"

Listening to his story, Jiang Xingchu's eyes gradually brightened.

She remembered her original intention when she met him - to find someone who was on the same path with her. This was something that was forgotten when their relationship was heating up, but now it emerged clearly again.

She is the young master of Xinggong, with the most powerful force in the magic world behind her. She is extremely talented and intelligent. Is it because Fang is handsome that he can travel with her?

"...Humph, sometimes what you say makes sense." Jiang Xingchu became happy and clapped his hands.

"Big sister, you have always been the unreasonable one, okay?"

"What did you call me?! Fang Xiwen, I'm going to kill you today--" She opened her claws like a lion cub and pounced into his arms, and the two of them rolled over and fell on the bed.

After playing around for a while, he had the advantage in close combat because of his strength. He pinned Jiang Xingchu under him without much effort and looked into her full eyes.

Then they each paused for a moment, and then as if they were attracted by magnetic poles, their lips came together.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"Well, come in a little bit, I won't bite you, just go quicker..."

Chapter 230 I, I, I am a wandering fish!

The City Lord's Mansion has been quite lively these days.

It’s not entirely because the long-awaited young master has finally arrived, but because the girls have been packing up and preparing to retreat to Longchuan during this period.

In addition to personal belongings, there is work that needs to be handed over, paperwork that needs to be sorted out, etc., so you can't just walk away.

Moreover, once the little witches leave, Xingping will return to the old operating model. The person who takes over must be capable and have his own team.

Fortunately, Fang Xiwen knows a suitable candidate.

And he stayed here just to wait for that person, or to wait for an invitation.

In the office room, Fang Xiwen piled up a stack of papers and breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, that's about all the documents I can organize. Do you have any more?"

"That's all." Lin Huazhi took a quick look with her spiritual sense and shook her head.

Hearing this, he pulled a chair over and sat down, smiling: "Congratulations, Director Lin, your term of office will expire in May, and you can retire from today.

Oh, maybe it should be called retirement?"

"You should have come to replace me a long time ago. I'm so tired." Lin Huazhi covered up the empty feeling in her heart with these casual words. She felt a little lost.

Is it due to an obsession with power, the love of the people, or an inexplicable responsibility? It seems to be all of them, but they are all a little different.

"Thank you for your hard work. You won't have to do this kind of hard work anymore. Let me ask you, what does Lord Lin think now?"

Fang Xiwen's voice brought her back to reality.

Looking at that face with a gentle smile, those sword-like eyebrows that were not sharp at all, and that friendly attitude... in just a moment, she understood where this feeling of loss came from.

I can't bear to part with this time.

They can work together, parade on the streets, and see each other every day...The city lord tied up her in the first half and Fang Xiwen in the second half.

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