Now that this technique has been cultivated, there is no need to insist on fasting and food, and it is not too much to eat something after being hurt by heart. I went out at breakfast, but no one delivered food at lunchtime, and when dinner time came, I was cheeky and walked on the way to the hall.

Maybe it was a coincidence, the pervert also walked in the direction of the study, but he was still dazzling when he looked at him from a distance. He didn't know if he had seen me, he was still brisk, his legs were long, he thought that he would be one step behind me if he was farther, but after all, he still took a few steps ahead of me and entered the eating field.

He didn't seem to notice a few steps away from me when I walked in, and when I entered, his look of surprise confirmed my suspicion. "It's strange to see me." This expression somehow touched the fuse in my heart, and the tone of his speech was full of piercing.

"Yes, strange. Isn't the princess trying to lose weight? He said to me, putting down the glass he was holding in his hand. I walked over and sat across from him, picking up my chopsticks and eating without answering him. "It's quite comfortable to eat." When he saw that I didn't say much, he closed his mouth.

It may have been that I had been accumulating too much hunger, and I ate two bowls of food in three or two bites. After eating, I turned around to leave, and he let me go, and it seemed that he was quite interesting. Back in the room, a qiē quiet like a needle, fine pieces pierced into the skin, painless but sour and bleeding.

"I'm back, have you eaten dinner?" Or the little snowball will care about people, unlike someone who is always paralyzed, otherwise it is the appearance of an amorous species. "Eat, now wait six days to go back to He's house to explore the development of the situation." I made my plan clear to her, and my heart was a lot more relaxed, and I fell asleep next to the bed without taking off my clothes and shoes.

"She's really tired." Little Snowball read silently, and then chose to wait quietly by her side. The door was pushed open, and no one in the room could hear the "ball", only the sound of even breathing whispered in the ear.

"I'm asleep, it's boring to be alive today." After saying that, Xiao Shengxia also walked to the bedside, there was still half of the seat in front of her, she was not fat, and even a little delicate, but her temperament was wilder than that of men, and sometimes she didn't even have an excuse to protect her.

She curled up, taking up very few beds, and she was completely different from the one she had fought with him on the day of her wedding. He leaned over slowly, closed his eyes beside her, and slept. In the past, he always couldn't sleep at night, and he would always dream of the death of his mother, and the night was very stable by her side. Two people who have been haunted by nightmares for a long time slept together, but miraculously neither of them had a deep dream.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, and I habitually turned to the side and saw the angelic sleeping face. But what's the use of this, the face of an angel and the heart of a demon, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a piece of paper. Why is something wrong, how can he be next to me, how can we both sleep in the same bed?

"you." Instead of screaming like a woman is usual, I kicked him off with a calm and unusual calm. After a few more kicks, he was done, and he finally got back to where he was supposed to be. "It seems that the princess is only like a woman when she is quiet." When he woke up, the first thing he said was such a mocking remark, which was really not cute at all.

"Come on, you can say whatever you like." I shook the quilt, folded it and got out of bed. Fortunately, I don't want to fall asleep on top of the ancient woman, and the clothes inside are not uncovered. He first combed his hair ornament in front of the mirror, but a smile of his smile was reflected in the mirror.

"What, is Your Highness feeling bad again?" I don't know why I always feel weird when I look at him lately, and my heartbeat increases when he looks at me, so I can only choose to use clever language. In the mirror, he got closer and closer, stopping a few steps behind me.

"How's it going, doesn't it seem that the princess is a little more attractive to a woman?" He is secretly sarcastic, first leaving himself clean before shifting the topic to me, yin is really yin enough. "Yesterday, I saw you pass on a piece of clothing that I haven't seen before, if this king doesn't see that it's a men's dress?"

His hands were deliberately placed on my shoulders, and the strength between his fingers was very measured. "Yes, I don't know if Your Highness might as well ask the person who made this garment what he thinks." I threw the problem back to him, and I thought it would be like returning it to him in the way of others.

"I will go back to the princess's house in a few days, and my heart will still be happy." It's this topic again, and there's nothing else we can talk about between us. "Joy, it also depends on who you are traveling with." The meaning is clear enough, I just don't want you.

"Heh, in this way, this trip has wronged the princess." I hate that others have nothing to do, hehe, he is all-occupied, and he hates people to be pretentious, and he occupies them all, so we don't make an appointment, we don't make an appointment.

"Why don't you forget to talk to me every time Your Highness comes, haven't you lived without talking before?" I exhaled lightly, and finally had a showdown with him, "It's a pleasure to talk to my beloved wife, and I want to ask for an explanation." "He is not like others, his eyebrows are appropriate when he says sweet words, he said this with a stiff face, and everyone wanted to slap him unconscious.

"Hey, hey, hey......" I sighed, I couldn't stand this thing. Last night, by the side of the princess, the king slept peacefully, and please take care of him for the rest of his life. "It's okay not to say it, but when I say it, I get angry, why do I like to climb the bed like our little snowball.

"You're a pervert, it's okay to climb the bed." I raised my hand and pointed at him babbling nothing more than criticism. "You said that you are a prince, and you still need me to be honored as Your Highness, but your lustful heart is really no less than a ruffian rascal, do you give you permission to sleep with me?" I learned so hard that I forgot my identity and situation for a while, and this mansion is still in charge of him.

"Ahem, the princess has scolded enough." He bit his lip lightly, and then asked with a straight look in his eyes. "Almost, discuss it with me next time you want a bed, I can sleep on the ground." My concession is limited to this, if he thinks that the overlord will be the bow, then the iron sand palm will serve.

"But this king just wants to sleep with you, but he doesn't sleep with you." Such a sentence came out of his mouth and was not obscene but a little funny, and his face was paralyzed and he was so good at playing with language and writing, which was really rare. "Then don't blame the old man for waiting in the iron sand palm." I leave a word of advice, hoping that he will do it for himself.

This is another day, there are still five days left before returning to He's house, and I hope it will be too late. The five days that have passed slowly have been quite normal in summary. Except for the fact that Little Snowball now has to follow me every time he eats, and the status quo that the pervert returns every night, nothing has changed.

I've just gone from a soft pillow on a high bed to a little snowball squeezing back together. After that day, he didn't shout that he wanted to sleep with me, it was a joke, and neither side took it seriously. On the day of returning to the province to interrogate relatives, the maid sent a gorgeous dress and said that it was required by His Royal Highness to wear, and when he lifted the shirt, he looked at it very gorgeously, but it was dignified and elegant, but he couldn't hear that he saw an embroidered handwriting on the sleeve.

It's still that word, "Tan", it's ridiculous that you took other girls' clothes for your current wife to wear, and did you really use it as a substitute for me? I would have been a substitute if I wanted to, but now I don't need it at all. "The slaves and maidservants are waiting for the princess to change her clothes." The little maid lowered her head and asked like a mosquito.

"Stand down, I'll put it on myself." They closed the door and left, and I put my clothes on the table and put on one of the most eye-catching clothes in the closet. Decorated with some elegant hairpins, I went out, and he stood in front of the door, as if waiting for me.

Walking towards him, his steps were brisk, and the closer he got to him, the more frowning his expression became. "Why didn't you wear the clothes that the king had prepared?" There was dissatisfaction in his tone, "There is something unclean stained on the cuffs of my clothes, and I don't want to wear it." "I made it clear that I hope he will understand, don't say much.

"It's dirty, you stain it, okay, don't wear this garment." After that, he became hideous and directly tore my cuffs, and angrily pulled me onto the sedan chair. This thing is so insulting and detrimental to Sven, I'm so angry that I'm angry. I'm not a fruit to mess with, it's my own fault, and I even pushed it on me, and I got on the sedan chair, right, see how I toss.

The sedan was crowded enough to seat two people, and we had to sit side by side. The anger has not yet subsided, and I don't want to stick to him for a long time. He clenched his fists, his face full of unhappiness. I pinched my sleeves, and I was even more angry, but I couldn't suppress my temperament despite repeated patience.

"You bastard, why should I be a stand-in for the pool, I don't like that you don't have to sacrifice here." After saying that, the anger was relieved by one-tenth, and the next thing was to rely on kicking. Shadowless legs or something have been seen on TV, so why don't you practice it on this colorbreaker?