"And she is still Song Yujin's person, how long do you want to keep Song Yujin's person by your side?" Xie Nanchu was very unhappy about this matter.

When he saw Ruhua, he thought of Song Yujin.

The partial little girl is still protecting her.

Now that he finally has a chance to get killed, can he let this opportunity go?

"She is no longer Song Yujin's person, she is my person, and you still want to kill all my people?" Song Yunuan asked rhetorically.

Xie Nanchu: "......"

"Anyway, I just don't like her." Xie Nanchu said as a scoundrel.

"I also need you to look cool, if you look cool, I will slaughter both of you."

This sentence soothed Xie Nanchu's heart, his eyes were dyed with a smile, he turned over and slept beside Song Yunuan, supported his head with one hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao Nizi is jealous?" ”

Song Yunuan did not shy away from saying: "Of course, I will definitely be jealous, who makes me like you?" ”

Xie Nanchu felt that his little Nizi was so cute, and it was love at first sight for him, hey, sure enough, his charm has always been strong.

"Xiao Nizi has always coveted her beauty." The corners of Xie Nanchu's mouth never came down.

Although there was a playful smile in his eyes, the spoiling never dissipated.

Song Yunuan said sincerely: "Start with appearance, be loyal to your character, and fall into talent!" ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yunuan thought about it carefully, why did she like Xie Nanchu in the first place?

Well, it's all because of the beauty!

It's beautiful!

She prefers Xie Nanchu's part.

The sun is like a fiery boy, and that smile is simply charming.

However, none of these can be written Xie Nanchu said, otherwise this tail will probably be lifted to the sky.

"Nymphomaniac." Xie Nanchu complained, just two words are full of countless affection and doting.

"Everyone has a love for beauty." Song Yunuan said so.

Xie Nanchu sneered coldly, nodded Song Yunuan's nose, and said, "If you say that you are a nymphomaniac, you are a nymphomaniac, how can you still quibble?" ”

"Why can't I quibble?"

"Okay, the master will let you quibble, don't go back tonight."

"Oh, no." How can I do this if I don't go back?

Xie Nanchu didn't care about this, he reached out and hugged the person in his arms, and whispered, "Don't make noise, go to sleep." ”

Song Yunuan couldn't move, so she could only stare dryly.

Just looked at Chengchen, watched and watched sleepiness attack, and she fell asleep.

There was not so much affection between the two men, because they thought to each other that their liking for each other had far outweighed the pleasures of the flesh.

Song Yunuan didn't greet the first rays of sunshine in the morning, but she felt the first rays of sunshine in the National Teacher's Mansion.

When I opened my eyes, the dust I saw was pink, of course, it was impossible for Xie Nanchu to have pink dust in his room.

So, this is the National Teacher's Mansion.

So she is back in the National Teacher's Mansion? Or was it all my own dream last night?

Song Yunuan got up, and the soreness in her body had already made her realize that she was definitely not dreaming last night, this was the sequelae of soft tendons.

She shook the bell next to the bed, and as soon as the bell rang, people outside came in, but it was not Ruhua or Blue Star who came in, but Xie Nanchu who was dressed in red.

How could Xie Nanchu be in the National Teacher's Mansion at this time?

Isn't he supposed to be in the early dynasty?

Although the new emperor does not have to go to the morning court every day, he has never slackened, and today should not be a day of rest.

Xie Nanchu came in with a basin of water, put it on the shelf, put the handkerchief in the water, picked it up and wrung it out, and then walked to Song Yunuan.

He bent down in front of Song Yunuan, and the hot handkerchief wiped Song Yunuan's skin.

Her skin is pink and delicate, not easy to get oily, and she is not dirty when she sleeps this night, but Xie Nanchu still rubs it very carefully.

Song Yunuan reached out and took the handkerchief in Xie Nanchu's hand, rubbed himself a few times, and said, "Okay." Aren't you going to court today? ”

Song Yunuan got up, and she went to rinse her mouth again with the cup.

The toothbrush that came out of the toss is still very good, at least much more comfortable than that wicker.

"It's past the time of the morning pilgrimage." Xie Nanchu said.

Song Yunuan looked at the sky outside and unceremoniously exposed his lies, "Impossible, it should just be the next day at this time, unless you leave early." ”

Xie Nanchu shrugged his shoulders and followed her words: "Yes, I just left early." ”

The term early retirement sounds a bit strange, but it can be taken literally.

Song Yunuan didn't want to say anything to him about leaving early.

She walked to the dresser, and although she took the comb, she found that the arm could not be lifted.

Xie Nanchu walked over, reached out and took her comb, and said, "Master will make up for you." ”

Song Yunuan didn't believe in Xie Nanchu's craftsmanship very much, but he really couldn't raise his hand, "Go and call a maid." ”

"Master is not as good as a servant?"

Song Yunuan: "......" No, buddy, how can you let me answer?

You make me say you're not comparable?

It's true that this is not very popular, but you really can't compare, is there still a chance for quibble?

But why should you, as a regent, compare yourself to a handmaiden?

Song Yunuan: "...... "Okay, I'm quite speechless."

"His Royal Highness the Honorable Prince Regent personally dresses up the palace, how can the palace not agree?" What I thought to myself was, it's okay, it's a big deal, the comb doesn't look good, and I won't go out today.

In fact, Xie Nanchu really doesn't know how to comb his hair, he was originally born with a golden key, and at most he can have a man's hair bun, but he can't comb Song Yunuan's man's hair bun, right?

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration carefully studied the shape on Song Yunuan's head.

Seem...... It's not hard.

Song Yunuan's bun is generally not difficult, she thinks it is simple and beautiful, but it is too complicated and not suitable for her age.

Xie Nanchu is also a skillful hand, not to mention that he has really copied it, although it still looks a little rusty, but it is better than nothing.

As for this makeup, Song Yunuan stopped doing it.

She pressed Xie Nanchu's hand and said sincerely: "Makeup is not good for the skin, I don't need makeup for such a natural beauty." ”

Oh, my God!

Didn't she have the courage to ask Xie Nanchu to put on her makeup and turn into a flower?

Well, it's the one who is like a flower and picks his nostrils.

Xie Nanchu thought about it seriously, looked at Song Yunuan again, and finally nodded, and said, "Okay, anyway, you're all the same here, there's no difference." ”

Song Yunuan: "......" will surprise everyone when I get married!

Cuihua: You hurry up to complete the task to really surprise everyone.

Cuihua used to think that her host's face could still be seen, but since she had a video of her previous appearance in her head, hehehe, her current face can't be seen at all, and there is no comparison.

That dog thing is also excessive, and it actually makes the host ugly!