Three black lines slid down Luochen's forehead, and he just wanted to kick away this piece of light feathers (?) A few traces of compassion flashed.

The small and delicate face was painted with a black layer by something, and the beautiful black and white eyes were full of tears, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain made me feel pity.

Tilting Luochen rubbed his slightly aching temples, and reached out to push away Natuo, who was hugging his thighs, "Dead open point, dirty"

"Xianggong, you actually think that the slave's house is dirty, if it weren't for your slave's house, it would be so dirty? I think that the slave family was in a daze, but people loved flowers, drove cars, saw flat tires, ghosts saw ghosts, reincarnated Buddhas, and saw Buddhas in a daze......"

"It's noisy, His Royal Highness won't let you clean it" The fourth prince knew that if he didn't let her go, maybe she would continue to do something, and besides, the house was so shiny, he vaguely felt that it would be a very bad thing.

When Qing Yu heard this, she stood up from the ground as if she was beating chicken blood, and she reached out to wipe away her tears, "Are you serious? ”

"It's not steamed, is it boiled?" Dumping Luochen was also in a good mood to amuse the light feather.

Qingyu looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, brushed off the black coat outside, revealed the spotless clothes inside, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the layer on his face, and his little face returned to its previous appearance.

The speed of changing clothes made Dump Luochen feel ashamed.

"Scumbag, labor and management go back to sleep" Qing Yu turned to leave, as if he remembered something, and said to the fourth prince, "By the way, you remember to wipe off the layer of lard in this room!" ”

That's right, that layer of oily Dongdong was rubbed with lard by Light Feather.

"Mu-Zi-Sumire" He knew that it was definitely not a good thing, but he didn't expect it to be lard.

Qingyu plucked his ears and said angrily, "If you have something, just say it, and go back if you don't have anything to do."

"Your Highness retracts what you just said."

Qing Yu lowered his eyes, tears falling down, "You didn't tell me that just now, Your Highness, you can't be so discredited"

"Mu Zijin, you acted well"

Light Yu snorted coldly, "That's, I'm serious and even I'm scared of myself"

"Oh? In this case, it's up to you to get this layer of lard" Tilt Luochen smiled and patted Qingyu's shoulder, the hint of calculation that flashed in his eyes was fast and fast.

Joke, this layer of lard is easy to get up, but it's hard to get it down, so she doesn't have a brain!

"Xianggong ~ Miss Qin hasn't woken up yet, why don't you let me take care of her, and make sure that she is more alive than before"

There was nothing wrong with Tilt Luochen thinking about it, so he agreed, but he said it first, and when the Qin Kite was well, let the Qin Kite go up the mountain to fight a tiger and come back.

Peat, fight tigers? It's impossible for Qin Kite to beat a chicken, and to fight a tiger? Light feather can only mean 'hehe'

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

Looking at the Qin Kite lying on the bed, Qing Yu had the urge to beat her up, but she had more than enough strength but not enough!

In the past two days, she has drunk a few sips of water, and she hasn't even had to eat, which is absolutely intolerable as a foodie.

Originally, she thought that there should be food in the kite's room,

As a result, an empty teapot with a few teacups, and even a piece of fruit are wooden, is it possible to let her eat the teapot? Drinking a teacup? She doesn't feel like she's cute

The fire is big, the gray fire is big, and the angry glaring of the kite-like is even bigger.

Qingyu stepped forward and kicked the corpse of the kite on the bed to the ground, and then she went to the bed by herself, sleepy.