Dry bones laughed happily, the evil aura spread from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he looked at her sideways with a smile: "The way you look when you are angry is still very beautiful." ”

This is a compliment, all women can't resist such compliments, especially the praise of such a beautiful man who is so angry with everyone and God that it really makes people want to be angry.

She said dejectedly, "Well, I accept your compliment. ”

That is, to forgive him.

After the two of them had a fight, Qiu Yinong remembered and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

If she was right, he was already accompanying the emperor to drink at the palace banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"It's the New Year, I'm afraid that you will be lonely, so I'll accompany you." He said in a light tone.

She said with some concern: "You are not at the palace banquet, what if the emperor looks for you, you better go back." ”

During the Chinese New Year, he didn't want the emperor to be regarded as a thorn in his side, which was not a good thing.

Dry Guhuan hugged her shoulder and comforted: "There is a heavenly clothes, where can the emperor still have time to care about me, they are happy to change the glass of wine and Yanhuan now, I won't mix." ”

Seeing that he said it easily, as if there was really nothing wrong, Qiu Yinong was a little relieved.

"Okay, someone has to take this bowl of chopsticks, since Ah Nong can't, then I can only come." The man stretched out his hands, quite a kind of generosity and righteousness, which made Qiu Yinong couldn't help laughing.

Washing the dishes, it seems like such a hard thing to do.

But she still didn't believe it and said, "You can wash the dishes?" ”

I think it's unlikely, although his position in Yan Country is not as good as in Xiliang, but in the end, he is the prince of Xiliang Kingdom, and the emperor can't treat him too badly, so this dishwashing job, Dry Guhuan probably hasn't done it.

Dry Guhuan replied very directly: "No!! ”

Black lines appeared on Qiu Yinong's forehead: "You don't know how to wash it, it's better to keep it first, and I'll wash it later." ”

She felt that washing herself was much more reliable than dry bone Huan.

This man's ten fingers don't touch the spring water, looking at his hands, she can't bear to let him get the greasy, a person like him should be enshrined high on the altar and worshipped, and should not be mixed with the mortal world.

"I won't have a chance to learn it now!!" The man stretched out his hand and really began to roll up his sleeves, revealing a slender and white arm, and the fingers were as slender as shallots, much better than many women's hands.

He really wanted to wash the dishes, and at this time, a nice male voice came from outside: "This king doesn't know that the first son of the world, Dry Bone Huan, is willing to make soup for others." ”

The words were slightly ridiculous and frivolous, and when Qiu Yi and Dry Bone Huan looked over, they saw Zhan Yue standing in the courtyard approaching.

The man was dressed in red and had a lot of snowflakes falling on it, and when he walked into the house, he stretched out his hand to pat the snowflakes off his body, and there were snowflakes on the ground.

He didn't wait for Qiu Yinong to greet him, so he found a place to sit at the dining table, pointed to the mess at the table, squinted his eyes, and seemed to be a little unhappy and said, "This king is late." ”

In the tone, there are all regrets.

I don't know what kind of emotion this regret is for?