Looking at her radiant and glowing eyes, more and more exquisitely carved jade face, Chu Ruoli looked amazing. I couldn't help but raise my hand to caress her confident cheek.

Immediately, every day jumped away like an electric shock. Knock his hand off with a snap. There was a hint of redness on his face, and he squinted his eyes and said, "What? Tempted by me so quickly. Hey, it's so unchallenging. Just one improvisation will make you crazy, revealing that loving look. What are you going to do after that? ”

After Chu Ruoli only coughed, he gave her a look. "Narcissism is a disease that can be cured. You're not sick, you're terminally ill. Rice, rice. Cut! ”

He immediately turned around, sat down and continued eating.

This girl is definitely not of my race.

The night is as dark as ink.

Following.

Early in the morning, Chu Ruoli, full of energy, crossed Erlang's legs, holding a bowl and drinking porridge with relish.

A noise caught his attention. Look up, open your eyes. My eyes lit up, and my breath couldn't help but stagnate.

Spiritedly, smiling every day, he came to him.

A pink smoky gauze skirt sets off her skin, which is silky and clear. A pair of eyes are full of smiles, clear like a clear spring.

Laughing every day, she sat across from him. With his hands on his cheeks, he looked directly at Chu Ruoli, and said proudly: "Why, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!" ”

Chu Ruoli swallowed his saliva, frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "I've never eaten pork, and I haven't seen a pig run."

The disdainful tone angered her.

"You ......" snapped, and she snapped the case.

On the other hand, Chu Ruoli was fine, and he continued to drink his porridge without blinking his eyes.

Take a deep breath and don't get angry. He stroked his chest every day, and tried his best to show a smile on his face. "Early in the morning, Miss Ben doesn't care about low-grade people."

Ahem...... Chu Ruoli was almost choked to death. Low grade. It's the first time I've heard someone say that about him.

"Well, I just thought you were like a woman. You ......" Chu Ruoli pouted at her, shrugged his shoulders, and got up to leave.

"What do you mean?" Every day, his apricot eyes stood up, and he jumped up to stop him.

Chu Ruoli pinched her chin, squinted at her pursed red lips, and played with taste: "It means that you are not a woman!" ”

Her lungs were bursting. Who is she? The dignified lord of the palace is a person who is held and pampered every day. He didn't take her seriously, and he was so angry that she was about to vomit blood. Besides, she has to be good-looking, and she has to be in shape. Where is it not like a woman?

"Hmph, scoundrel. I'm going to fight you today. If I don't smitten you, I'm really not a woman. She clenched her fists and swore an oath.

In the blink of an eye, she shouted angrily again: "Hey, pighead, where are you going, I haven't eaten breakfast yet." He picked up the two meat buns on the table and hurriedly chased after Chu Ruoli, who had already stepped out of the inn.

Alas, I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The streets are already bustling with small traders and vendors enthusiastically greeting pedestrians to come and go.

Chu Ruoli paced in front happily, glancing at the corner of his eye from time to time, and followed closely behind, his face was as black as that of Master Guan.

She was gnawing on the meat bun in her hand fiercely, as if venting her anger. And, there are words in the mouth. "Dead pig's head, bastard. You'd better not do it in my hands, or else, huh. ”

She knew that one day she should have carried her little vault with her. I won't be bullied by a pig's head.