The corners of Nangong Yehua's mouth rose slightly, hooking up a perfect arc.

"Momo, but are you thinking about me?"

When Su Qianmo heard this, three black lines were drawn on his forehead, where did this guy get his confidence?

Then he sneered at him, "What do you have to think?"

"You are the wife of this king, who else can you think about if you don't want this king?" Nangong Yehua's face darkened, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was extremely cold and unfathomable.

Just stared straight at her.

Somehow, Su Qianmo was a little hairy when he stared at him......

reacted instantly, coldly hooked up a touch of arc, and looked at him with a smile: "Did I agree?" ”

Nangong Yehua was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes darkened.

Oh, yes! She never responded to him.

However, "This king will not give up, you can only marry this king in this life and be the wife of this king!" He still insisted.

He believed that one day, Su Qianmo would be moved by him.

Su Qianmo frowned slightly, why didn't she find out that Nangong Yehua was such a domineering person before!

It's just a domineering president!

Nangong Yehua saw that Su Qianmo was silent, and he said softly: "Eat it while it's hot!" It'll be cold after a while. ”

"Hmm!" Su Qianmo responded lightly, and then ate casually.

There was a look of satisfaction on his face.

I didn't expect this domineering prince to have a good hand, the taste and heat are just right, I have to admit that this cooking skill is comparable to Gu Haiyun!

She suddenly missed Gu Haiyun a little bit, and missed the steak he made......

Nangong Yehua looked at Su Qianmo's expression from satisfaction to regret?

He frowned slightly, wondering if it was because he didn't cook it well?

If it doesn't taste good, then she won't look satisfied.

Could it be that she was thinking about someone else or something? ……

Thinking of this, Nangong Yehua couldn't help but feel a little crazy in his heart.

But his face is still calm and calm.

After dinner.

The two of them lay on the lawn and looked up at the starry sky.

It's been a while since he came to this continent, and it's the first time Su Qianmo has seen the stars, and it's still with an ancient prince.

"His Royal Highness the King of Tomb is quite skilled?"

Su Qianmo pursed her lips lightly, she thought that Nangong Yehua should often cook for others to eat, and the heat was so well controlled.

Nangong Yehua hooked the corners of his lips, his eyes were glowing with depth, and a trace of pleasure crossed his heart, and he said word by word: "Momo, do you think that this king has cooked for others?" ”

It seems that she doesn't have a place for him in her heart.

The corners of Su Qianmo's eyes twitched slightly, and she could almost guess what Nangong Yehua wanted to say again......

She kind of regretted asking that question.

Hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that, I was just curious that His Royal Highness the King of Shangling would actually cook?"

Su Qianmo said casually.

Nangong Yehua's eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice: "This king has only cooked for you." ”

Su Qianmo heard this, how could this be possible, the movements were so skillful......

Suddenly, Nangong Yehua turned over and pressed Su Qianmo under him, his eyes locked on her.

"Momo, what do you think of this king's cooking skills?"

He did only cook for Su Qianmo.

His eyes looked at her with a hint of doting, a hint of tenderness.

Su Qianmo looked at Nangong Yehua with a shocked expression, as if he was frightened by his sudden move.

Looking at the handsome face close at hand, there is also his unique and good-smelling clear atmosphere.

Especially his eyes, like the vast and boundless universe, make people can't help but fall deeper and deeper.

For a moment, I shook my head......