Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 189 Happy Calmness, Touched Every Moment

Nalanyan was so angry that she walked around the table twice before taking a deep breath, walked up to her again, and said condescendingly.

"Yes, Master is in a hurry to come in and help you, you little white-eyed wolf!"

After he finished speaking, he was puzzled, always feeling that his good intentions were being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, and continued.

"Isn't it for your own good? Why can't you wait patiently?"

"Grandpa returned to the palace before dawn, and the chair was not warmed up when he heard that something happened to you, and left the palace in a hurry! You are lucky, you have done everything, is it so difficult to admit your mistakes?"

He is easy!
"Say a few words about you, and you will slap your face! I have never been slapped at you since I was a child, and you are the only one who can do it!"

An Qingxi pursed her lips tightly, didn't say a word, and let him scold her.

"You can't save my father's worries. I said that I will help you find a way. You..."

He stopped suddenly while speaking, An Qingxi raised her eyes subconsciously, but saw him stretch out his hand, hugged her to stand on the low stool next to her, and cursed softly.

"I have to bow my head when I quarrel with you, my neck is almost broken! Stand still!"

I was so angry that my neck hurt.

An Qingxi: ...

He rubbed his neck, looked at her at the same level, and saw her cold face clearly, he was annoyed, "Why? You are still not convinced!"

An Qingxi opened her mouth, wanting to refute back, but when she saw him frowning and rubbing his neck, pursed his lips, he didn't poke his heart at this moment.

Nalanyan's gaze has been paying attention to the changes in her expression, caught a trace of unbearable flashing in her eyes, suddenly blessed to the heart, directly turned his back to her, pointed to the neck and said, "Knead."

An Qingxi didn't react, didn't she yell and curse just now?Why did you change your style of painting all of a sudden?
Like a large dog with its tongue out begging to be stroked.

The sense of the picture was so strong that she was momentarily stunned.

He didn't wait for the people behind him to make a move, so he said in a bad mood, "What? Last night, in order to let you sleep well, I used it as a bed and a quilt. When I woke up in the morning, my bones almost didn't fall apart. In order to come to the rescue, I came here on horseback. Now I haven't slowed down yet! For your sake, it's easy!"

In front of him is the back of a young man. The young man has not really grown up yet, but he can already give people the strength to rely on.

Someone was still whispering in his ear, mixed with dissatisfaction, grievances and accusations.

For some reason, my heart softened in an instant.

A pair of soft and slender hands rested on his shoulders, kneading gently and gently.

Nalanyan's continuous complaints paused, and his high-suspended heart suddenly fell to the ground. Just now, he almost thought that the little fool was going to sever ties with him.

After worrying, the arrogance immediately became strong again.

"Grandpa is so old, and he hasn't been so devoted to a person yet. Fortunately, you have learned to talk back!"

"I want to piss you off on purpose!"

"..."

He talked for a long time, but the people behind him didn't say a word. If it wasn't for the little hand on his shoulder, he would have thought there was no one.

He couldn't help finding fault.

"Didn't eat! The strength is so small?"

"Shall I call Hawthorn in for you?" An Qingxi rolled her eyes, and opened a dyeing room just to show off.

Thinking of the hawthorn being as powerful as an ox, Nalanyan froze, "Forget it, let's make do."

An Qingxi exerted a little force with her fingers, and then she heard a cry like a pig being slaughtered.

"Take it easy! You're going to murder!"

Looking at someone who was mostly acting, An Qingxi slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

Hearing the screams coming from inside, Shanzha swallowed, "Sixth Young Master, who do you think will suffer when Miss is facing His Highness Seventh?"

Xiao Jinlun played with his fingers coldly: it is definitely my sister who wins.

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