The Boss is Very Busy

Jun Yushu raised his beautiful and white cheeks slightly, bending his fingers slightly, and placing them on the pages of the book casually. The boy pressed his cold voice: "Sit."

MuMian glanced at the location beside him, then gathered his clothes slightly and sat down on the chair.

The prince reached out his hand and gently tapped the tabletop: "Eat."

Hearing that, MuMian raised his eyes and glanced at the things on the table. The colorful pastries are arranged in a beautiful and orderly manner. These things have never been seen in Hongyun Courtyard before.

It can be seen that these are all used by the old bustard to curry favor with the nine princes.

MuMian picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. The taste was very good.

It is worthy of being dedicated to the nine princes.

Jun Yushu's eyes were covered with silk mausoleum, and the man who was more lonely and elegant, he leaned his cheek lightly, his beautiful thin lips were slightly pursed, and his tone was a little low.

"Tasty?"

MuMian gave a light cheek and nodded openly: "It's delicious."

The prince suddenly raised the corners of his lips, his elegant and beautiful cheeks, although he couldn't see his eyes, it was not difficult to imagine the beauty under the white silk mausoleum.

Jun Yushu Xuebai's fingertips gently grasped the wide sleeves, and the beauty asked, "What is the real name of Little Mianhua?"

MuMian chews with bulging cheeks and light eyebrows.

Little cotton?

What the hell...

She replied: MuMian.

MuMian.

The white and elegant prince said silently several times in his heart, and gently bit his beautiful shallow lips.

"MuMian...sounds good."

MuMian raised his eyebrows: "The prince should call me Cotton. After all, people like us cannot use their own names here."

Jun Yushu's smile froze, and the corners of his lips lowered slowly.

He was slightly stiff, his fingertips tightened, and his voice became dumb: "...still angry?"

MuMian shook her head and looked at the other party's delicate chin, the beautiful lines extending into the snow-white clothes, she blinked, and withdrew her gaze somewhat to cover up, and then said.

"What is the prince talking about? How can a brothel girl in Mianyang dare to be angry with the prince."

Although she said that.

The noble and cold prince lightly paused, and he heard so little dissatisfaction in his tone. He pressed the corners of his lips tightly and bowed his head and said, "It was the king who made a mistake that day, you..."

MuMian leaned back in the chair lazily, listening to the other party.

In my mind, I thought of the delicate white and tender clavicle again.

The corners of the clothes were suddenly torn down, MuMian looked down, and the other party's snow-white jade fingers gently pulled her blue shirt and pulled it.

Jun Yushu got closer, and his cold voice was pleasant and elegant.

"Don't be angry, my king... I know I was wrong."

He called himself "me".

MuMian raised her pretty eyebrows slightly. After she stared at the other party's shiny fingers for a few seconds, she grabbed her shirt and pulled it from the other party's fingertips.

"The prince, Cotton is a pure-hearted person. He only sells art but not his own life. He also asks the prince to respect himself."

Self-respect?

Jun Yushu feels inexplicable.

Last time I came here, I made the other person respect himself. This time the other person became cold and indifferent, even if he didn't let the corners of his clothes touch.

The prince lowered his head slightly, inexplicably wronged...

He bit on the thin, beautiful lower lip.

"I didn't think about what to do with you, just don't be angry... Being angry is bad for your health,"

The prince's tone was aggrieved and at a loss, MuMian looked over, and the other party's fingers tightened tightly on the clothes, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile: "The prince wants me not to be angry?

Jun Yushu listened to the girl's soft voice and nodded gently.

MuMian drew his eyes on the man's beautiful lips, smirking.

"Then prince give me a kiss, and I won't be angry."