Xiao Yu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows:

In other words, it's just a change of clothes, and one by one, they're all lining up here?

You can't let some wrong style of language continue to grow here!

Raising his hand and knocking on the table, Xiao Yu asked with an innocent face:

"Seventh brother, is it? It's just, what about Yu'er's breakfast? How long do you have to wait before you can get enough to eat? Do you have to wait for Seventh Brother to finish his review? Do you say, Lord? ”

Deliberately, Xiao Yu bit the last few words very lightly.

Glancing at Nangong Ping's gloomy face, everyone laughed, got up one after another, and hurriedly dispersed.

There were only seven sons, and they replied with a busy smile:

"Miss Yu'er's breakfast, Qizi has actually been finished for a long time, and Qizi is afraid that it will be cold, so he has not dared to take it out. Just now, a few of us were still discussing, this Yu'er girl got up early and used the time early, it was getting late and late, and the seventh son was still consulting a few eldest brothers, discussing, should this breakfast be waived altogether. Lest, if this thing is left for a long time, it will not be as fragrant as the new one......"

Oh, dare to love, a few of them are discussing it here, it turns out to be this!

Last time, I was picked up by that beautiful boy. Now, with the fact that it has been delayed for a long time, I'm afraid that it is going to confirm some kind of inference, right?!

Look at a few of them, one by one, all smiling!

However, it is clear that ......

Xiao Yu couldn't help but be ashamed and anxious for a while, and a white and beautiful noodle suddenly turned red.

"Is the seventh son very idle? If you're very idle, I'll go to our family's Yu'er, and then go to boil the tonic soup from last time, and if you don't squeak here, it's annoying! ”

Nangong Prince said coldly.

Qizi was agitated by that cold soaked tone, and suddenly his thoughts became much clearer:

"Oh, master, the seventh son is actually very busy and busy. Qizi will go and serve you breakfast, by the way, and then prepare a few of us lunch. Dare to ask the master, today, this Yu'er girl's meal, or keep it, and let you make it yourself later? ”

"Do you need to ask?!" Nangong Ping's eyes clearly showed a little impatience: "The words of the seventh son, I see more and more!" Today, my Yu'er is a rare day off here, what she loves to eat, this king doesn't do it himself, is it all up to you to shake and hug together? In other words, it's just something else, this king thinks you're too rough! ”

"Yes, yes, the master commanded it very well." After saying it respectfully, Qizi quickly helped Zhang Luo finish the two of them early, and quickly retreated backwards.

In this way, although he was very hungry, Xiao Yu could no longer eat the fragrance of those dim sums.

Taking a bite of the snack with little interest, Xiao Yu frowned slightly and asked:

"Lord Wang, just now the seventh son said that all the things that Yu'er ate a few days ago were prepared by the prince himself?"

"yes, what's so strange about that." Prince Nangong lowered his eyebrows and replied: "Yu'er likes to eat the food made by the king himself, and it is not this day or two. Yu'er has been fighting and injured again in the past few days, and the bad cooking is good, how can it be? What's wrong? Isn't it a little touching? ”

After drinking a sip of gruel, Xiao Yu replied with difficulty in choosing words and sentences: