Lian Che behind the screen almost choked to death when he heard this.

He wiped the little tea that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with his hand, sighed helplessly, sat on the chair and knocked his hand on the sandalwood table, waiting patiently.

Lin Bao changed all the wet clothes, and the chest strap couldn't be used, but not having the chest strap is a very serious matter, okay!

- Because she doesn't have a belly pocket!

Emma, what should I do now? Do you want her to borrow it from her emperor herself? However, how could the emperor have such a close-fitting feminine product!

But if he doesn't speak, he'll ask, okay? According to his temperament, he might just break in! When the time comes, the end will be even worse!

After a long struggle, she wrapped her clothes and carefully poked out half of her head from behind the screen, and twisted and pinched: "That...... Your Majesty, can you please make it happen? ”

Lian Che raised his eyes, "What are you doing?" ”

"That's it...... Can you borrow something for me? She lowered her voice, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her breathing became rapid.

Isn't it just borrowing something?

Lian Che took a sip of tea, "Say-what?" I asked Grandpa An to get it for you, he has everything there. ”

“……”

Lin Bao is entangled, Your Majesty - are you sure that Grandpa An has a belly pocket there?

Seeing that she was silent, Lian Che said again: "What, is it difficult for me to personally borrow it for you?" ”

Lin Bao listened and thought for a while, then nodded violently.

“……”

Lian Che was speechless, seeing that her eyes were shining, her pink lips were slightly curled, and she thought that she was wronged, so she said helplessly: "Then what do you want?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just ...... Hmm-belly pockets. A certain treasure pretended to be calm.

Belly pocket?!

Lian Che's face changed color, and his expression was as if he had eaten a headless fly, and he said aggrievedly: "You asked the king of a country to help you borrow your belly pocket?!" ”

"It's okay if you don't borrow it for me, if you have it, just give it to me." Lin Bao blinked innocently.

“……”

Lian Che begins to doubt Lin Bao's IQ, Emma - doesn't she have any brains? What big man here would take a woman's stuff with him?

If there is, it's not a flower thief, it's a special fetish patient with a sick brain!

If you want him to borrow some belly pocket for her, it is simply self-inflicted!

It's just that...... Seeing that the little woman was about to cry, it was better to help her.

Just when Lin Bao began to hesitate whether he should simply hang up the neutral gear, Lian Che suddenly got up and slammed the door.

She was stunned, could it be that the thing really found a belly pocket for herself? Hmm--it seems so.

Lin Bao shivered with cold behind the screen, and the back of the body happened to be facing the window, and there was a lot of cool breeze in the evening, so there was no one at this time, so she simply wrapped her clothes and slipped to the soft couch on the side.

The reason why I went to the soft collapse is because there is a thin quilt on it, in Lin Bao's opinion, this is simply sending charcoal in the snow!

Lying on the soft couch, Lin Bao wrapped in a thin quilt, remembered a particularly classic sentence - in fact, the bed and I are in love, but the alarm clock is always jealous and separates the two of us.

Just when Lin Bao was immersed in the warmth, Lian Che ran in without even knocking on the door, quickly closed the door, and poked his head out of the window to look at it.

Lin Bao was startled and hurriedly sat up from the bed wrapped in a thin quilt.