Seeing that Chigo didn't care who he married, the little beggar grabbed Chigo's shoulder, resentful, angry, and anxious in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak.

Chigo was stunned, how many masks did he bring today? Playing face changing? One after another?

Chigo stretched out two fingers, tentatively pinched his sleeve, removed his hand, and looked at his fickle eyes, "You today?" How is it a little different? ”

The little beggar looked at Chigo as if he didn't care about himself, as if he had to vomit some blood in order to be more comfortable.

Is she missing a tendon, or is she ...... Don't like him?

But it's okay, he can take his time. He's confident in himself!

He immediately got up and sighed, "Let's change our clothes first, and the night banquet will start later." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the gantry, took off his robe, and put it on it.

Seeing this, Qianwu hurriedly lowered his head to cover his eyes, tilted his head sideways, and curiously broke his two fingers and peeked at it.

When he saw him turn around, he immediately turned sideways.

He just changed into a cloak, this is a suburb, the night is cold, and when he goes out to a banquet, he naturally wants to change into a cloak.

He looked back at Chigo and couldn't help but snicker, "It seems that you still know how to be shy." ”

"You can put it on too." He handed her a cloak that he had specially prepared for her.

"When you go to the feast, you sit next to me, and you must not run around, you know."

"Hmm." Chigo held the cloak he had received, looked at it, and put it on happily, "It's so beautiful!" ”

"Let's go," he said, pulling her up and walking out of the tent.

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At the night banquet, it was very lively, with bonfires, singing and dancing, and all kinds of delicacies.

Chigo sat next to the little beggar, looking at the wine and food, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

She reached out to take it, but was stopped by him, "We just look at the excitement, if you want to eat, wait for us to go back to the camp to eat." ”

Chigo pouted, a little reluctant, but she had to listen to him.

"But...... I have to wronged you, feed me something. He half-squinted and smiled slightly.

Chigo glared, "Don't let me eat it?" Do you have to let me feed you? Although he lowered his voice, he was full of resentment.

He hurriedly reassured: "With so many people watching, I can't eat nothing, and besides, you are now an attendant, so you can't let the prince feed the attendant, right?" The little beggar was helpless on his lips, but he secretly laughed in his heart.

Qianwu pouted, it's right to think about it, she still came with him, besides, the little beggar usually takes her very well, feeds him something, what's wrong, "Oh, His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, he couldn't imagine that she was so easy to deceive. But he still couldn't bear to play bad on her, just enjoy it.

She had only fed him once, and he said, "Just make a show." He put her hand in the palm of his hand and warmed the little hand that was slightly cool.

Although his movements were not obvious, he was still watched by those who were attentive on the side.

The hand in the sleeve clenched uncontrollably. Ning Ping didn't want to look at it anymore, so he told His Majesty that he was unwell and left the table early.

After Ning Ping left, not long after, the prince and his entourage disappeared.

The saint looked at the two empty mats, remembered the marriage many years ago, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.

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Chigo and the little beggar returned to the account, and there were already a lot of delicious food on the table.

She jumped forward, picked up a chicken leg, opened her small mouth, and took a big mouthful, "I'm starving!" I just watched such a large group of people eating, and I couldn't even drink saliva myself, it was really uncomfortable! ”

He smiled lightly and sat down, "In return for the fact that you just fed me, now I will feed you too." ”

As he spoke, he pinched a huge grape and fed it to Chigo.

Qianwu was in a slight trance, swallowed the grape, squinted his eyes again, and smiled: "You are too polite." ”

"You're welcome? She actually understood it as polite? He laughed, it seems that he really has a long way to go!

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