Ning Jiao didn't know this, thinking that he really liked to read this number, oh, as if he had found a common topic to talk about, he smiled and said: "This book is divided into several volumes, I read one, two or three volumes, and there seem to be five or six more volumes behind......

As she spoke, she looked down at the book in her hand and found that it was exactly the few volumes she needed to read.

Ning Jiao blinked her eyes: "The prince has seen this?" Are Miss Lin and Tang Gongzi together? Which of them are together? ”

She asked like a curious baby, and she could see it by flipping through the book, so she had to ask him.

Song Chumo was asked by her.

Meeting the little woman's puzzled eyes, Song Chumo was silent for a while and said, "Actually, I haven't started reading it yet." ”

Ning Jiao sighed regretfully: "Then the prince has to start reading from the first volume, this story is so long, and you don't know what happened in front of you from the next few volumes." Let me tell you, that Miss Lin and Tang Gongzi ......"

She seemed to open up the conversation and began to chatter non-stop, although it was all about the protagonist of the story in the book.

Song Chumo listened to her and looked at her, as if he liked this story very much, and his face was full of smiles when he said it.

He looked down at the name of the book, which was vulgar and old-fashioned: "Tang Gongzi's Long Road to Chasing His Wife".

It is a book printed by the bookstore, and the story bought from the storyteller is printed on the booklet and sold so that more people can see it.

Recently, this kind of storybook has become very popular, and many people will buy one or two copies to read when they have nothing to do, and polish their time.

Ning Jiao told the story of Tang Gongzi and Miss Lin in the book, and before she knew it, half an hour had passed, and her mouth was a little dry.

She swallowed, looked left and right, saw a teapot and teacup at the head of the bed, poured herself a cup without thinking, and raised her head to grunt.

After three glasses of water in a row, my stomach was a little full, and I finally felt that my throat and mouth were not so dry.

It is...... Ning Jiao stared at the teacup in her hand: Is she, a little too much, actually used Song Chumo's teacup? ?

He won't be angry, will he??

She didn't say hello.

A few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Ning Jiao's head, and they kept falling down, and she was very nervous.

"What kind of teacup does the prince like, I'll give you back."

She clenched the one in her hand and thought carefully about the dowry she brought with her when she entered the Mo Palace.

Father and mother were worried that she would not have a good time in Mowang's Mansion, so she gave her a lot of things when she left the capital, and she didn't know if she could afford such a straight teacup if she sold all those things.

It's worth a lot of money when you look at it, and it's definitely expensive.

But I heard the man's voice come indifferently: "No." You can use my stuff as you like, and you don't need to divide it so clearly. ”

Ning Jiao looked up in astonishment and crashed into the man's deep eyes.

He's still saying, "If you like it, I'll have someone buy it and give you a brand new set." ”

"......" Ning Jiao suddenly felt that the teacup in her hand was a little hot.

"No, no, what a waste of money." Ning Jiaolian shook her head and refused, she glanced at the teacup she used: "Doesn't the prince mind?" ”

Song Chumo smiled faintly at her: "You don't mind using it." ”

The implication is that if someone else uses it except you, then it is not necessarily.

This sentence seemed to imply something, and with the faint and gentle smile on the man's face, Ning Jiao's heart beat faster.