Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"It's time to eat, come over to eat," Lu Zhicheng urged him, and took a papa from the screen and rushed to wipe Zhou Chi's hair. As a result, Zhou Chi fled and hid, and Lu Zhicheng retracted his hand. "Wipe your hair well and don't get cold."

Zhou Chi ignored him and sat directly on the soft couch, rubbing his hair and looking at the meals on the table. He ran all the way. He hadn't eaten warmly for a few days. When he took a shower just now, he smelled The scent from the outside is naturally hungry before the chest against the back. At this time, looking at a large plate of roast chicken in the middle of the little table, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the jug is fragrant, and Zhou Chi almost even spit out Hara. Already.

Zhou Chi watched the food, and Lu Zhicheng watched Zhou Chi. Zhou Chi had just taken a bath. He wore only a white silk blouse outside his jacket and trousers. At this time, he dangled loosely, and the drops of water on his hair fell from time to time. After getting down, a piece of moist fainted on the outer shirt. Lu Zhicheng watched the piece of wetness without blinking, and his breathing couldn't be restrained. He was so busy that he didn't open his eyes, and urged Zhou Chi to say, "Come on. , And immediately go to sleep after eating, I will **** you back to Guangxi early in the morning. "

"I didn't say I want to go back to Guangxi," Zhou Chi said, tearing up a chicken leg and eating lavishly, saying vaguely. "Furthermore, even if I return to Guangxi, one of my grandfathers will not need you to **** someone." "

"No, tomorrow is the day of war between Dali and Siam. It's too dangerous here, you can't stay here," Lu Zhicheng said in a whisper, "Again, your grand Guangxi governor is no longer Guangxi well Wait, what's the matter of running to the front and not leaving? "

"When I was fighting in southern Xinjiang, your kid was 80% unweaned, but now it's your turn, General Tonger, to hate me? Oh," Zhou Chi wasn't angry at all, but smiled, looking With Lu Zhicheng's darkened face, he smiled even more happily. "What's wrong? General Tonger is not happy?"

"I've been an adult for a long time," Lu Zhicheng said dullly. "I'll be twenty-three years old in the New Year. You're a bit younger."

Lu Zhicheng was most afraid that Zhou Chi was talking about his age, but he didn't want him to pick whatever Zhou Chi said.

Zhou Chi was amused by him and had a good appetite. After eating one chicken leg and tearing the other one, he told Lu Zhicheng: "You are still not happy if you are young, I am looking forward to how many years younger I am. Your kid is arrogant with me about this. "

"You're not old!" Lu Zhicheng blurted out, and whispered, "It's not old."

"Not old?" Zhou Chi seemed to have heard a big joke, smiling straight forward and back, tears all laughing out, chicken legs couldn't eat anymore, and he stopped for a long time, looking at Luzhi Cheng, "I'm 12 years older than you, a whole round, why not grow old?"

"You really are not old," Lu Zhicheng became more and more irritable, not only irritable but also a little sullen. He didn't know what was funny, Zhou Chi even laughed for a long time, and he sipped a large cup half Zhu Yeqing, then in front of Zhou Chi ’s eyes, said word by word, “Zhou Chi, you really are not old at all. I used to know that you were the governor of Guangxi, and I always thought you were a 50 or 60 year old. The half-old man is still the kind of pedantic old scholar with long beard. "

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