The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Wang Shu’s little body warmed up and looked curiously at the man who picked her up: “Hey?”

Her eyes are big and round, like watery grapes, full of ignorant look.

On the way, she has been sleeping, and after living in this side, she only saw 17 when she woke up. She had no knowledge of this sudden man.

But the mother said, can't talk to strangers, can't let strangers hug.

She wants to listen to her mother.

Wang Shu twisted his body and was about to come down.

Ji Mingxiu raised her hand and stroked her head, whispering: "How come out?"

His hand is warm and comfortable, she and she will listen to her mother again next time.

"I want to pee." Wang Shu was wrapped in a cloak and held his little butt.

Ji Mingxiu took the corner of her lips and held her around the corridor and entered the Gongfang.

Wang Shu looked at the "later" that was bigger and more beautiful than the bedroom on her mountain. Wow wowed and opened her mouth.

Ji Mingxiu was amused by her cute appearance, untied the cloak and gently put her on the ground: "Is it going to be?"

Wang Shu nodded.

Ji Mingxiu touched her little head: "I am waiting for you outside."

Then he turned and went out.

After looking at the urine, he washed his hands and walked out with bare feet.

Ji Mingxiu had already solved the cloak, and when she saw her, she wrapped her whole body and hugged her back to the east.

Wang Shu was lying in bed and refused to sleep. He slid a pair of black and bright eyes and looked at Ji Mingxiu's body.

Ji Mingxiu was rarely "watched" by people. What is strange is that he did not feel resentful.

He looked at the curious baby on the bed, the curious baby was watching him, and smiled at him sweetly, and his heart was gone.

She looks like her mother, her nose and her eyes, almost exactly the same.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the little boy who was sleeping on the inside of the bed. He was full of rashes. He couldn’t identify the looks. It’s just that the dragon and the phoenix are not growing like a daughter. The daughter is like a mother and a son... It should be like a slap.

Ji Mingxiu retracted his gaze from Jingyun’s face and re-visited Xiaowangshu, who kept staring at his flowering idiot: “Look at me, do you want to be jealous?”

Wang Shu shook his head.

"Don't want?"

"I have no jealousy."

Ji Ming repaired the mistake.

Not waiting for him to return from the short-lived mistakes, Wang Shu pointed to his face, "What are you wearing?"

"Mask." Ji Mingxiu said.

Looking at the bright scorpion, he asked curiously, "Why are you wearing a mask? Can I wear it?"

Ji Mingxiu paused, lifted the fingers of a slender jade, and slowly took off the mask.

Wang Shu looked at his face and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Madam, here."

Outside the house, the sound of green bamboo suddenly came.

Ji Mingxiu put the index finger on the lip, which is a gesture of humming.

Wang Shuxian was a glimpse, and then he tried very hard and nodded.

Ji Mingxiu re-appeared the mask.

Qiao Wei plunged into the house with her long hair, and she faded the purple scorpion that had been swollen in the previous swell, and put on a tender yellow pair of short shackles, a white floral skirt and a slender waist. The limbs are unbearable, the white skin is white, the flushing after the shower, the eyes are wet, like the condensation in the morning, the hair is like a satin, smooth and soft, bright and moving.

It’s the head, I feel something less.

"Why didn't you wear that scorpion?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

"Xunzi?" Qiao Wei was a glimpse. He quickly responded that he was referring to the worthy Huangyu plum blossoms. He explained: "I don't know if I will go to Beijing, I don't know if I will meet you, so I didn't bring it. ”

Ji Ming repaired his eyebrows and slightly picked: "Do you want to wear it to me?"

Qiao Wei did not think about it: "Who is not brought to you..."

Wait, show him?

After a brief horror, Qiao Wei finally realized that the two men had not talked about the horse for a long time, and they were not talking about a word.

Qiao Wei shook his head with a funny smile: "You misunderstood, I want to bring it back to you."

“Return me?” Ji Mingxiu glanced at her. “Do you think that I accidentally fell on your baggage?”

Qiao Wei subconsciously said: "No?"

He asked this, it must be no.

The next words of Ji Mingxi confirmed Qiao Wei’s guess.

"I didn't care so careless." Ji Mingxiu said: "It's a thank you for choosing jewelry for me. My grandmother likes it."

Qiao Wei said: "But, I will help you choose a gift. I originally wanted to repay your salvation."

Ji Mingxiu looked at her: "I said that the previous things have nothing to do with you. I just don't like being hit by people. You don't have to feel owed to me."

Qiao Wei licked his lips: "This time it is really a owe to you."

Ji Mingxiu faintly hooked the lips and lips: "You haven't lived in white, and the silver goods are two."

What else can Qiao Wei say? Her mouth and effort, in front of his set of principles, is not enough to see.

Of course, she also understands his approach. He is a man who is trying to please the people of Enbe, and how valuable is his status? And she is just a small village girl who does not enter the stream. What he did to her, just like she saved a small stray cat on the way back to the village, will she let a stray cat still have her own feelings? how is this possible?

"The time is not early, I should go back to the government."

Ji Mingxiu got up and said goodbye.

Looking at him, he looked at him. He looked at Shu's small head and turned to the house.

Qiao Wei looked at him until he took two big ceremonies from the green bamboo, stepped out of the courtyard door and disappeared into the snow.

Qiao Wei went back to the bed and saw the silver cloak on the bed. He guessed that he had fallen, and he took it and ran out.

"The son!"

Ji Ming corrected at the door and waited for Ming An to bring the carriage, heard the voice, and slowly turned around.

Qiao Wei passed through the swaying snowflakes, panting and rushing to him, handing him the cloak, and picking his eyebrows: "Not so careless, huh?"

Ji Mingxiu couldn’t help but smile, shaking the two big bags in his hand, indicating Qiao Wei, he did not have empty hands.

Qiao Wei hung the cloak on his arm.

He looked at the cloak and looked at Qiao Wei. The meaning seemed to be saying -

Yes, the son of the son who is used to being accustomed to, how can he do it himself?

Qiao Wei took a deep breath and took the cloak again and put it on him.

He was too tall, and she had to pick up her toes to wear a hat for him.

His warm breath fell on her hair top, and there was a tingling warmth. The cold wind blew from behind him, and his man's breath and clear aroma were all over, and he suddenly shrouded Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei’s hand paused.

"Morning." He suddenly spoke.

"Well?" Qiao Wei picked up the ribbon of the cloak.

"My name," he said.

Qiao Wei stared at him with a ribbon, his expression was very serious: "My name is Joe."

He pressed down the curled lips, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Joe girl, you are blushing."

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