As soon as she said this, she was a person with goods in her belly, and she chose a rare one in the north to have fun with him. His hands were pressed familiarly, and ten fingers flew to beat for him. From the corners of the forehead to the door of the head, and then down to the back of the ears and the top of the head.

She is just a routine that she is very familiar with in her previous life, but she has forgotten the head of the prince of the Guogong Mansion, not just anyone can knock and beat, and she will die.

He lay quietly, occasionally snorting in his nose and answering her with an "um". Listening to her chatter, I didn't feel annoyed. He thought that the soft language of Jiangnan was really better than the eight classics of Jinnai, and the words were correct and round.

She has a quiet temperament, but she is not wooden. Let go of the family routine, the tone is good, I don't see the triviality and complexity of the woman's family, but it can be fascinating, and the picture scroll unfolds with her in my mind, which is very vivid, as if immersive.

"Shizi, do you eat spicy? This place in the south of the Yangtze River is influenced by the south, and the girl who can eat spicy food is very powerful. The Jiang family has roots in Nanyang, and the ancestral house of Sijin happens to be facing the street. In January, every time I go to the market, the businessmen who carry the flat burden pass by the alley in front of the door, the little maids who guard the door shout, and the maids in the courtyards laugh and laugh, and the fish come out. All blocked at the door, pushing and rushing to stuff copper plates into people's hands. Afraid of being left behind, he picked the rest. The maids all carried food boxes in their hands, either bringing snacks back to the master to satisfy their hunger, or taking out their own monthly ritual and making tooth sacrifices. ”

Thinking of the lively scene when he was a child, his tone unconsciously relaxed. "Don't look at the market food for a few copper coins, but there are a lot of tricks. Rock sugar gourds, sugar oil fruits, maids love them. If the owner rewards the errand money, he can buy a little. There are also sour and hot bean curd and leaf rakes that the masters of each courtyard love to use, and the steamer is hot and steaming, and the wax moon is the most gluttonous. ”

He folded his hands on his chest, and his fingertips moved slightly. When she mentioned "hot and sour bean curd", she didn't pay attention to it, and her words were subdued and frustrated, obviously with excitement.

"Like spicy food?" I have never eaten at the same table with her, I thought she was born in Jiangnan, and she must have a light taste, but she didn't think she was still a gluttonous girl. A small mouth is hotter than a person.

"I like it. Every time, I asked Chunying to run out of the bowl to bring a bowl of hot and sour bean curd back, and asked for some chopped green onions, mustard greens, and fried peanuts. The tofu brain is so tender that it can be broken, and a layer of red oil is poured on the face, lined with green onions, red, green and green, oily and slippery, and it is very good-looking. After eating half a bowl, his mouth was already stinging and inhaling cold air. It's so spicy that the little mouth is red and bright, and I'm reluctant to let go. ”

She said that she was still proud, not noticing that he had already opened his eyes. He imagined her mouth open, waving her hand to fan the wind, and his eyes fell on the corners of her smiling mouth.

Under the sun, she kneaded him with strength, and her face was covered with a thin layer of crimson. The cherry mouth is pink and tender, not a bright red like blood, but soft and soft, and a pink in early spring. When he spoke, he pouted slightly, pretty, and attracted his eyes more than his face. provoked his eyes to be dark, and suddenly he had the desire to reach out and touch it, and it was good to be wet.

He is not a person who is willing to wronged himself, and this thought is rampant in his heart, and he will never give up. With deep eyebrows, he raised his hand suddenly, grabbed her and came up by himself, not stopping to provoke his head.

"Don't move." He was slightly hoarse, and he covered it up very well.

Well? was talking lively, and she still had an aftertaste on her face, and he had been fixed on the spot. Stupidly buried his head, his hands still maintained the posture of pressing his neck for him, supporting the back of his head, staring at him with bright eyes.

This man's handsome face seems to be a little close to her......

It's always an afterthought, and it's only when you stop to realize how embarrassing it is! Sure enough, it was too wise to send Chunying down first. Not to mention how the two of them breathed and smelled each other inexplicably, but looking at the posture of her holding his neck, from any angle, she was holding his face and leaning up by herself.

was about to let go, but he was stopped by a deep voice. The man had a gloomy face, squinting to frighten her. "Dare to knock on the head of this world, how many lives do you have to compensate? Tell you not to move. ”

She woke up suddenly, yes! If you let go immediately, the most precious head of the son of the world, a chair that can withstand thousands of thousands, and must not be knocked hard? Thinking that she was about to get into trouble again, she was bluffed by him and didn't dare to act rashly.

"What then?" He held her and didn't let her retreat slightly, could it be that the two of them were in such a stalemate? I felt that something was wrong in my heart, and looked at him pitifully.

He was lenient and soothing, and in a blink of an eye, there was no yin owl, and he was very talkative. "Don't rush, just a moment." After saying that, the fingertips were close to her lips, her eyes were dark, and her heart trembled a little.

When I finally touched it, I felt unbelievably soft. Can a bomb be blown to break? What better than the tofu brain in her mouth......

Her lips were like the freshest and most beautiful flowers, in front of his eyes, and his fingertips were extremely slow, and he felt that his hand was a little unsteady when he traced the past, and he was not satisfied with the speed of the drawing.

He tapped her lips with his index finger, and his deep gaze seemed to devour her. Her eyelashes blinked in shock, and her cheeks immediately burned red.

She shouldn't have thought about it, but she just felt some "teasing".

And he was reluctant to give up, looking at her whole person as if she was a flower and a bone, her eyes were full of water, and she was ashamed and ashamed. only hated her for being born too late, so he couldn't do anything about it.

I couldn't help my heart throbbing, my eyes were empty, and my fingertips pressed lightly, as if I wanted to remember the touch. Just when she was about to cry out in shame, he quickly stroked his thumb, put his two fingers together, and made a twisting motion. Looking at her, her face was square and magnificent, and she was not ashamed.

"Do greedy people swallow catkins?" After saying that, she withdrew her hand and flicked her sleeves, as if she had dusted off the unwarranted catkins, so fast that she couldn't see clearly.

Only he knew that with her fragrant and soft fingertips, it seemed to be on fire, dotted with stars, and it seemed to be a prairie fire.

"Ah, it was catkins." When she heard this, she touched her little hand and stroked herself where he touched. I didn't notice the darkness in his eyes at all.

Before she did it first, when he excused the catkins, she suddenly laughed. Treat others with oneself, and simply believe in his words. There was still a trace of gratitude on his face, and there was a faint sense of shame. I'm afraid that I still regret it in my heart, and the heart of the villain is very undeserved.

He suppressed the misdeeds in his heart, and calmly accepted her thanks, very satisfied. This girl, it's not difficult to coax her......

The two got along well under the flower shelf, and Jiang Yu led Jiang Rou in at the gate of the courtyard, and thanked Lord Zhou for leading the way, while saying that he was grateful to the prince for taking care of the seven girls.

Jiang Rou smiled elegantly on her face, behaved moderately, and the noble girl had good rules. Knowing that even an ordinary soldier in this courtyard might be older than her, he became more cautious and humble and polite.

The three of them went all the way, turned the corner, and happened to see the seventh girl's eyebrows flying, holding her cuffs, and a pair of small hands beating on the shoulders of the prince. Occasionally bowing her head and whispering to him, the one answered her with his arms folded. bowed slightly, and finally allowed her, "If you can meet you on the road, stop and let the maid buy it." ”

She immediately laughed, and her smile was better than the spring flowers in the garden. Scorching and scorching.