The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 551
"Thank you, Jun Yao." Song Zhiying said seriously.

In fact, what moved her was not that he gave her this small hotel, but that he really took every word of her to heart, whether it was her drunken words or angry words, he remembered them seriously, And every promise of his will be fulfilled, not just rhetoric to make her happy.

At this moment, Wangxi seemed to have heard Jun Yao called by Song Zhiying, so he flapped his wings joyfully and called, "Fuguier, Fuguier."

Just now Song Zhiying told it to change Junyao to Fuguier in the future, but I didn't expect it to really learn it, and it just yelled at this time.

This made Song Zhiying's thanks just now even weaker.

Song Zhiying first smiled awkwardly at Junyao, and then said to Wangxi, "Wangxi, shut up!"

"Why, don't let it call me rich? Don't be angry with me? Huh?" Jun Yao teased with a smile.

Song Zhiying is now holding the land deed that Jun Yao gave her in her hand, she is happy, she doesn't mean to be angry at all, so she laughed dryly again, "Hey, why am I angry with you, am I such an easy person to get angry? I'm the most empathetic, right?"

As she said that, she slowly rubbed against Jun Yao's side, pulling up the corner of his clothes and shaking it, full of coquettishness.

But now it's Jun Yao's turn to take Joe, he glanced at her indifferently, and snorted coldly, "I don't know who said that I was not a good person just now."

Song Zhiying knew that she wasn't acting coquettishly enough, so she simply hugged Jun Yao's arm and shook it, "I was just talking casually just now, I didn't mean it seriously, so don't take it seriously."

Feeling his tightly hugged arms, the corners of Jun Yao's mouth could not restrain the upturned tendency, so he could only turn his head away, and said arrogantly: "Then next time, don't allow yourself to get angry casually, let alone Sulk."

"Okay, I will definitely remember!" Song Zhiying said in a drawn out voice.

Now Jun Yao couldn't pretend anymore, and rubbed Song Zhiying's little head with his other free hand.

"You, there's nothing I can do about you. You're too old, and you're still like a child." Jun Yao said dotingly.

"Hmph, whoever said that Jiji must become an adult." Song Zhiying leaned her head on Junyao's arm. These days, her clingy little movements became more and more natural.

"Yingying is right, with me here, you can never grow up, which is very good." Jun Yao couldn't help but lightly put a superficial kiss on her forehead.

Although Song Zhiying gradually got used to the intimacy between the two, she still couldn't help blushing at this moment.

Jun Yao looked at her reddish cheeks, his peach blossom eyes were full of affection, "You're still shy now, so what will you do when your imperial brother bestows the marriage in a few days?"

"A marriage? So fast?" Song Zhiying didn't expect Jun Yao to be so impatient.

"That's right, without further ado, could it be that Yingying is dissatisfied with me and wants to meet other men?"

"No!" Song Zhiying rolled his eyes at him and said coquettishly.

"That's terrible. I have been coveting Your Highness the Princess for a long time, and I can't wait." Jun Yao's eyes suddenly darkened when he looked at Song Zhiying.

Song Zhiying keenly sensed the sudden change of atmosphere, quickly let go of his arms, took a step back, and grabbed a pillow to hug him, separating the distance between the two, only showing a pair of almond eyes.

Jun Yao laughed when he saw this, "Don't worry, I've endured it for so long, and I won't go overboard now."

Only then did Song Zhiying put down the pillow doubtfully.

"But Yingying, you have to get ready to get married."

Song Zhiying avoided Jun Yao's gaze shyly, and said softly, "Got it."

(End of this chapter)