Dressed as the palm of the nemesis prince

Chapter 72
Lin Chuchu's big eyes flashed, and her long eyelashes were close at hand. In this quiet street corner, two people rode on the same horse, and the ambiguous atmosphere began to heat up.

However, a gust of evening wind swept through——

"Ah!"

Lin Chuchu caught off guard and closed her eyes and sneezed.

Not only did the atmosphere disappear, but as soon as Lin Chuchu opened her eyes, Gu Yijin's expression could already be described as "the mountain rain is about to come and the building is full of wind".

"Lin-Chu-Chu!" Gu Yijin gritted his teeth and stared at her, tremblingly raised his hand.

"Ahh! Don't hit me! You... You have to believe that the sneeze just now was really an accident!"

Lin Chuchu swallowed saliva, raised her right hand and swore, then looked for a gap, bent her back, and slid down from Gu Yijin's arms with a whimper.

"Who said I'm going to beat you..." Gu Yijin took out a handkerchief from his long sleeves, wiped his battered cheek helplessly, and then threw the handkerchief into Lin Chuchu's arms.

"Oh, what's the matter with you throwing the dirty handkerchief to me!" Lin Chuchu picked up the silk handkerchief with two fingers with a look of disgust. Well, although the material is good, but it's for him to wipe his nose handkerchief...

"You still dislike it? Isn't it your snot?" Gu Yijin snorted, then watched her flick her hand, and then threw the handkerchief into a big bucket by the side door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"This is..." Gu Yijin was a little curious, why did the Lin family put such a bucket at the door?Shouldn't there be stone lions or flowers and plants in front of the door?

"Oh, this is the trash can," Lin Chuchu patted her hands, and explained kindly: "It's convenient for everyone to throw out the trash. Oh, I'll help you throw out the dirty trash. You don't have to thank me, it's just a matter of little effort."

The corners of Gu Yijin's mouth twitched slightly: "Oh, so you threw away the gift that my father bestowed on me as trash?"

"What?" Lin Chuchu's eyes widened, and she laughed incredulously, "Hehe, Third Prince, are you bluffing me?" Lin Chuchu was so frightened that she even took out the title of "Third Prince".

Gu Yijin got off the horse, shook his head solemnly and said: "Who dares to lie to you with the imperial gift? I threw the handkerchief to you, thinking that you would have to wash the imperial gift from the emperor for me." Clean, who would have thought that you just threw it into..." Looking at the bucket with disgust, "Throw it into the trash can, what do you think you should do?"

Lin Chuchu covered her face and wailed: "Fuck! Then you didn't say it earlier!"

Gu Yijin, you black heart!You did it on purpose!
"Say, do you want to fish out the imperial gift? If someone finds out..." Gu Yijin tried his best to hold back the trembling smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Lao Lao Lao!" Lin Chuchu resignedly walked to the side of the trash can, looked at the handkerchief "lying" on the skin of a pair of melons, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's not a trash can in the toilet...

I think back then, when I was squatting in the toilet of the performance venue, I even dropped my mobile phone into the trash can of the toilet. Back then, the psychological construction...

Uh...forget it, can't mention...can't think...

Lin Chuchu quickly made a move, fished out the handkerchief from the peel, and——

With a "swoosh", it was accurately thrown on the head of Ah Hang who was slowly coming in a carriage from behind...

"Ah! Who sneaked up on me!" Ah Hang suddenly felt his forehead and eyes were sneaked by something flying, and with all his strength, he tore the handkerchief he had taken down to pieces.

"Huh? Hand...handkerchief?" Ah Hang looked at the shredded handkerchief in his hand in surprise.

"Oh! Gu Yijin, it's over, your Ah Hang, did you commit the crime of beheading?" Lin Chuchu couldn't hold back, leaning on the side doorpost, and bent over with a smile.

　Ah Hang: I'm really just passing by...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)