Chapter 68: Dirty
Leaving this sentence, she shook her eyes out with her eyes drooping and her nose and nose, and she did not forget to close the two doors intimately.
"You get up first!" Shi Qingran muttered quietly and reached out to push him.
His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan was unsteady, but instead looked at her with a slightly strange look, and said, "Did you teach all the maids in your family?" Why is the talk so lewd. β
Shi Qingran was stunned, and carefully chewed the four words of Lang'er several times, his face was burning and hot one step ahead of the reaction, and he was sure that Song Yuchen's skin was indeed thick to a point that was unimaginable for mortals like her, and gritted his teeth for a while before he said with difficulty, "...... Your Highness, in broad daylight, you areβ"
What nonsense?
Song Yuchen didn't say anything, and raised the corners of his lips lightly.
His Royal Highness King Zhennan's two thin lips are the same as his people - cold and thin, the lip peaks are sharp and distinct, the thin ones are slightly distressing, but the look in the corners of his eyes is very high, with some hard coldness.
After playing her as a marionette, Song Yuchen's mood improved a little, so he loosened her waist for a while.
Shi Qingran was struggling with her hands in a hurry, and was suddenly let go by him, and decisively fell into a clumsy flower chicken on the couch - most of her body hung on the couch, but her legs and feet slipped to the side.
Before she could stare at her, Song Yuchen had already turned around and walked to the table.
Shi Qingran had no choice but to glare at his long-bodied back, and silently moved his lips to complain that this bastard surnamed Song didn't know how to pity the jade at all.
Unexpectedly, this bastard turned his head coldly, and his sideburns raised his sword eyebrows slightly, "What did you say?" β
"......" Shi Qingran stood up with stiff arms and legs, and stuffed the eighteen pictures of the hot Spring Palace adapted from "The Legend of the West Chamber" under the bed, "It's nothing, hahaha......"
When she was done, she quickly moved over and changed the subject, "Oh, today's meal is so rich!" β
Rao was no longer looking, and she could see that His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan was not in a good mood today, so she took a chopstick and ham and put it in his bowl quite intimately.
Song Yuchen didn't even lift his eyelids, and said with disgust without changing his face, "It's too oily, it's unappetizing." β
"......" Fang was still full of meat and vegetables under the blue sky and white sun, and he didn't want to joke with her, why did he pretend to be a righteous gentleman with a light taste at this time!
Fortunately, I haven't had time to take back my chopsticks!
Shi Qingran secretly rejoiced and trembled and put the poor little ham back into his bowl, determined that it was better to be less sycophant. I don't know if she has bad eyes or bad luck, how can she slap the horse's ass on the horse's hooves every time.
Thinking of this, she silently picked up the rice, glanced at Song Yuchen out of the corner of her eye, and saw that the man was slowly and methodically holding tofu into his mouth, and his face was as peaceful as a fairy, so she secretly wrote down that he liked to eat tofu.
Here, Shi Qingran spread out the scroll at the bottom of his heart, which was crookedly filled with small characters, and before he could write it, his indifferent and ruthless comments floated down his ears, "It's really time for the chef of the palace to change." β
Shi Qingran shuddered, silently buried his face in the bowl a little more, and couldn't help but say that fortunately, he hadn't had time to remember it, otherwise the next time he opened his mouth, he might be "The princess of the palace should really be changed."
But Song Yuchen's two eyes kept nailing her and she didn't move, Shi Qingran buried her face full of oil, and finally met his gaze hard, and squeezed out a few words to echo thoughtfully, "Well, it's not delicious." β
Song Yuchen glanced at her, "You made today's meal yourself?" β
Shi Qingran let out a blank "ah", and then immediately shook his head into a rattle, "No, no." β
Don't say it's really not, even if it is-at his black Yama-like face, if she still rushes to admit it, wouldn't it really be equivalent to taking the initiative to confirm the name of "stupid"?
Song Yuchen let out a slow "oh", "Then you still eat so much?" Didn't you say it wasn't delicious? β
"I eat ......" Shi Qingran choked firmly, and wanted to rise up with great indignation, and then shouted arrogantly, "What's wrong with how much I eat, do you eat a grain of rice from your house", and then chewed the words heavily and swallowed them into his stomach.
The conscience of heaven and earth, she wanted to wail at this time, but in front of Song Yuchen's calm over-the-top gaze and his expression of "pay attention to the image is not ashamed", she really couldn't howl.
Immediately, she broke out in a cold sweat that she realized after her death - at this moment she was stretching out the Zhennan Palace, pinching other people's white jade chopsticks, holding other people's bowls, and holding other people's beauties for the meal.
Luckily, I choked! What a blessing!
After quickly sighing silently in his heart, Shi Qingran said "haha" twice, "It's not that you can't waste it, it's shameful to waste, that, hiss-who knows ...... Chinese food on the plate"
Song Yuchen glanced over faintly, "Ran ......"
"Ahem." Shi Qingran stopped the loss in time, and the tail that he had just knocked up was completely silenced by his eyes, and he quickly reined in the virtue of playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and did not let it continue to scatter endlessly.
At the end, she muttered indistinctly, "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." After saying that, he waited cautiously for the knife that might fall at any time.
But to her surprise, His Royal Highness King Zhennan was interrupted and didn't get angry, and even nodded his head commendably, affirming her dancing and writing, "That's right." β
Hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief silently and secretly clenched her fist.
Shi Qingran, well done, finally said the right thing once!
But Song Yuchen's words are not over.
He watched as the vigilance on Shi Qingran's face suddenly collapsed, and the corners of his lips quietly raised a few more points to his sideburns, and then slowly and methodically lifted the wide sleeves, revealing a small piece of white jade-like wrist-
picked up the meal in front of him that only moved one bite and put it in front of Shi Qingran.