Nangong Ping was sitting on a simple and elegant Nanmu circle chair in the outer room, playing with a thing in his hand with great interest and full attention.

Seeing Xiao Yu come out proudly, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was even brighter and more beautiful like a piece of sun:

"Oh, Yu'er, it's really a lot better behaved at this time. Knowing that this king can't stand the dirty smell of idle people, he is willing to groom so refreshingly and lovely, which is the most pleasing to this king. Come, come over here, this king hugs. ”

Xiao Yu was angry for a while, and the speed frowned and cross-examined:

"Oh, Lord Wang, I'm sure I didn't just repeat too much to that Princess Chi Mo'er, so that there was a slip of the tongue at this moment, right? It was late at night, and Yu'er didn't dare to brazenly claim the benefits of others, so she knelt down to resign, and asked the prince to be cautious in his words and deeds. ”

With a calm little face, bypassing the pair of simple and heavy nanmu circle chairs by the door, Xiao Yu went to the door to open the door and go out.

With a "click", the door of the wing room had already been locked automatically without wind.

Xiao Yu turned around angrily, and the pale cyan clothes belt flying on his side was hooked by something again, and he couldn't help but stumble again.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu suddenly fell into a strong and warm embrace.

The very familiar fragrance of green lotus, mixed with an inexplicable body fragrance, surrounded by omnipresent.

At that moment, Xiao Yu suddenly felt a little confused and a little dizzy.

In front of him, Nangong Ping's peerless smile, which had been magnified a lot, said in a joyful voice:

"Well, Yu'er, this king is sure that there has never been any slip of the tongue, and he has never said this to anyone today. For what you just said, can this king be understood as vinegar? Well, it turns out that my Yu'er finally has some feelings for this king, even if it's just vinegar, this king is very happy. ”

After laughing and groaning, the handsome Nangong uncle even lowered his head happily, and only rubbed his handsome face on Xiao Yu's delicate cheeks a few times.

Xiao Yu couldn't help crying and laughing for a while.

This is...... Where is it, do you think we, the Xiao heroine who yearns for freedom, will eat this inexplicable flying vinegar?

Uncle Nangong, are you a little too narcissistic?!

With both hands clenched into fists, he forcefully stretched a relatively safe distance in Nangong Ping's arms, and Xiao Yu said with a straight face:

"Well, the prince is too good at laughing, Yu'er really can't afford it. Well, what is it? ”

With a turn of his eyes, Xiao Yu saw a short sword that Nangong Ping had just rested on a few cases, and quickly turned the topic and asked.

Nangong Ping calmly put away the short sword:

"Isn't this the Qingxuan Sword? Oh, imitations, imitations. ”

"It's so similar." Xiao Yu muttered in a low voice.

"Isn't it? If the things that this king can see, if they don't have some skills, how dare they take it easily?! Nangong Ping replied proudly.

"I can't imagine that characters like Wang Ye will also learn those gentlemen, and they will also quietly make high imitations to play with." Xiao Yu muttered in a low voice.

"This king was originally a layman, and what others liked, this king is not exempt from vulgarity." Nangong Ping replied in a light tone, and then lowered his head and rubbed the corner of Xiao Yu's forehead in his arms:

"Well, Yu'er, I always say that these boring things are done, and they all say that they are routine and cannot be abolished, so Yu'er still comes to sleep with this king."

Ah, to be the teddy bear in this uncle's arms again?

In other words, lonely men and widows, this kind of practice is always repeated, but it is a little bad.

Xiao Yu's old heart suddenly gave birth to a lot of embarrassment, so he began to twist his body vigorously, ready to solemnly quit this unreliable errand.