The little witch angry tunnel
"all right"
Zhao wrong will side fruit bowl end up.
"Do you mind if I have some sweet and sour fruit tea today?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head, picked up a bunch of red wine from the plate and slowly threw it into the tea cup.
"You start work! Why do you ask me? A pain in the ass … "
Bite your lips lightly in summer.
"The temple can only say that it likes me."
Prince Zhao was making fruit tea with a straight face, and he didn’t declare it finished until the cup was almost full of red.
"Are you ready to drink? People have to rest when they don’t wave the princess! "
She forced herself to say calmly
"The temple wants to feed me."
Guanwangdian said and smiled again.
A glittering and translucent red fell out of the teacup.
He casually picked it up and slowly put it back in the cup.
"I see. I’m sorry to trouble you …"
The second princess hummed
"You have to say’ please ask the general for tea’"
The wicked push your luck, the little witch bears the burden of humiliation, and her rosy lips tremble and say,
"Invite the general to tea."
Zhao thief was satisfied.
He opened his mouth and tasted the fruit tea sent to his mouth, which made him feel sweet and sour.
Summer tea is more fragrant and pleasant than the golden moon, which makes him unconsciously sink into the tea until he sees it.
"Well you eat cakes and go to rest? If I find you haven’t slept well … "
He snorted again as he said this.
The second temple felt that there seemed to be a little bit of heart in his words, and he didn’t talk back to him, bowed his head and stuttered the cakes.
At this time, the little witch remembered that it seems that it is not so difficult to swallow princess royal things together. Zhao Wangye didn’t have a hard time with her. After she filled her stomach, he drove people back to rest.
"You go to sleep, and the sky won’t hit your head."
Zhao cuo rubbed his little head.
"Well …"
They didn’t know that a pair of water-green beautiful eyes had just looked at the Palace of Princess Yuan.
The blonde lady who has been outside the door has been squeezing her fist and her eyes are almost about to spray fire to see Xia suffer humiliation, but she can’t do anything, which makes her feel like a knife.
When she looked at the second temple coming to the door with a yawn, she hurriedly walked back to the jade couch with small steps, closed her eyes and breathed slowly and regularly until she opened her eyes and touched the silver-haired girl’s sleeping face with pity.
"Zhao thief …" Yuan Fei suddenly got up and walked to the Piandian again with a face of determination.’ What can’t be tolerated!’
Once again, she look through that crack of the door and saw the cold boy in meditation.
Blonde hair turned silver.
Footsteps ring
……
"Why are you back again?"
Zhao wrong a face looked up in surprise.
A silver-haired girl walked into the temple with a cold face.
He got up inexplicably and greeted Xia.
"The second princess is there anything else? Didn’t eat enough? I can reward you with some cakes. "
Chapter five hundred and thirty-seven Yuan Fei suffered
"Zhao …"
"Summer" looked at him with a straight face.
"Why hasn’t the general returned to the army?"
Zhao picked the wrong eyebrow and looked at the silver-haired girl with great interest.
"Are you questioning the general? I just spoiled you so much that you forgot your situation was out of control. "
He walked cheerfully to the front of the little beauty and saw her face show surprise. He took a half step back and put his arms around the witch’s waist unceremoniously.
"I told you to rest. Why don’t you listen?"
Little grandpa lowered his hand and drew a cigarette behind her.
"Xia" was shocked and angry, and she wanted to push her arm around her waist. As a result, she got slapped again.
Bang! The crisp sound swings in the temple and I don’t want to know that the beaten place has left a bright red palm print. It’s hard to hide shame and anger in her beautiful eyes with different colors of gold and blue, but for a moment it shows a stern and resolute color.
I am insulted now, but what is it compared with suffering in summer?’ She was furious when she thought of seeing that scene outside the door. "Zhao thief!"
"What did you call me?"
General Zhao slapped her skirt again.
He felt a little strange, but he really didn’t expect someone to drop him off, and he couldn’t say what was wrong for a while.