Ji Li is not a person who can meddle in other people's affairs.

I didn't have the slightest interest in her demon, and I didn't look at her.

Ning Wushuang was so disgusted by Ji Li's actions that he couldn't do it.

Seeing that Ji Li was about to touch himself with the hand that had poked the insect just now, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and his face couldn't hide his disgust.

Ji Li: "......"???

If she was not mistaken, Ning Wushuang was hiding from her?

It's raining red!

Ning Wushuang finally knew that he was afraid of her!

Does that prove that she can threaten Ning Wushuang to promise her a posterior position?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but jump up, and the big bowl in her hand went straight to Ning Wushuang's eyes like a treasure.

Will the task be completed quickly?

Ning Wushuang looked at her bone-spinning and fast eyes, and suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he subconsciously wanted to distance himself from her.

He always felt that Ji Li was planning something bad.

Before Ji Li's big bowl came to him again, he left a sentence "It's better for the princess to play less with these messy things" and quickly fled.

The beautiful woman was dumbfounded, and she couldn't believe that Ning Wushuang also had a day when she ran away.

I can't believe that the prince, who promised her not to ask the crown princess for the privilege some time ago, left without even giving her a look.

Her face was pale, as if she had been hit by something, and her hand holding her stomach kept trembling.

Ji Li glanced at her, ignored her, turned around with the big bowl and continued to look for the true charm.

Isn't it time to add some spice to her little bugs?

As for this woman, whoever wants to take care of it will let it be taken care of, she can't rush up to make up, what if she comes to touch her porcelain again.

Ning Wushuang, who was walking towards the study, received a secret letter from his henchman, and he stopped with a sense of palpitation.

He really couldn't figure out how a woman who was so delicate and gentle on the surface could have such a bad hobby!

There is also a true Fu who thinks the same way as him.

When Ji Li traveled through most of the palace and finally found the true charm in the small kitchen, the latter blurted out a sentence: "Why are you so perverted." ”

Ji Li: "......" what do you mean?

Zhen Fu'er seemed to see her displeasure, stuffed half a bun into her mouth, and asked her vaguely, "Don't you feel disgusting?" ”

Ji Li: "Disgusting? There was a deep incomprehension in the words.

Zhen Fu'er nodded heavily: "I was so disgusted that I vomited when I was pressed by my mother for the first time to raise Gu worms. ”

Ji Li: "...... Hehe. The two words of calm contained a sneer that she did not approve of.

Zhen Fu'er added again: "At that time, I had only one thought in my heart - how could there be such ugly creatures in this world. ”

Ji Li, who had just praised himself for his good-looking Gu worms, felt like someone had inserted an arrow in his heart.

"At that time, I thought that people who would like this kind of thing must have a bad brain."

Ji Li felt as if she had been personally attacked.

After thinking about it, Zhenfu'er herself was not also addicted to this way, so her mood was slightly better.

"Don't you like it?"

Zhen Fu'er replied quickly: "Of course, I definitely don't like it." ”

Ji Li was pierced with another arrow in the heart: "...... Aren't you the saint of southern Xinjiang? ”

Zhen Fu'er gave her a strange look: "Yes, but does this have anything to do with my hatred of this kind of thing in your hands?" ”

Ji Li: "......"