He looked at her deeply and said, "Then you can eat here." ”

With that, he turned around and went back to the study.

Fuyue looked at the back of Li Xunjin's group, shrugged her shoulders, and after picking up a piece of pastry and putting it in her mouth, the whole person squinted with enjoyment.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of the pastry chef in the Regent's Mansion is really good, and Fuyue thinks that it should ask this pastry chef for advice.

By the time she finished the pastries on her plate, it was already a few quarters of an hour later.

After patting the crumbs of the pastry in her hand, Fuyue got up and smoothed the wrinkles of her skirt before walking towards the study.

At this moment, Li Xun was sitting behind the desk, looking down at the book in his hand whose name he couldn't read, and seemed to have heard of her coming in.

After staring at his side face for a long time, Fuyue slowly walked over, leaned down in front of his desk, and raised his hand to pull out the book in his hand.

This time, the man really looked at her, but Fuyue only looked at the writing in his hand.

"The Art of War?" Fuyue looked at Li Xun and said with a smile: "Don't you know that Uncle Huang doesn't know that there is a thing called talking on paper?" ”

"It's not as good as it is in actual combat."

Li Xun's face did not change, he pulled back the book in her hand, put it aside, raised his eyes and looked at her calmly: "If you want to say it, just say it, and go back quickly after you finish speaking." ”

Fuyue was stunned, she didn't expect him to be so ruthless, she chuckled, and walked around the table to his side.

When Li Xun looked at her, she suddenly fell into his arms.

Li Xun raised his hand and subconsciously hugged her, and the little girl fell into his arms, and the cold little hand fell on his face.

Li Xun frowned, he tried to avoid her touch, but she quickly caught up again.

This time he didn't move, and looked at her deeply: "What do you want to do?" ”

Fuyue raised her eyebrows, hooked her red lips, and looked even more amorous.

Li Xun stared at her with an unchanged face, Fuyue smiled for a while and felt bored, then put away the scattered smile on his face and said, "Shouldn't Uncle Huang be responsible for what happened that day?" Or does Uncle Huang prefer to abandon the chaos from the beginning? ”

Li Xun was stunned: "What are you talking about?" ”

Fuyue snorted coldly: "Of course it was the night before yesterday, I remembered it all." ”

Her gaze swept over him, and said, "Not only do I remember it, but I also remember the process clearly, does Uncle Huang want me to show it to you again?" ”

Li Xun's complexion changed instantly, he looked at her deeply, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her chin, and approached her: "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"Mu Anyao, you just want to marry this king like this?"

Fuyue's jaw was pinched by him, but her face remained unchanged, she looked at him fearlessly, and said, "Yes, but you don't dare to marry me." ”

Oh, the ghost wants to marry this self-righteous man.

If it weren't for the task, their relationship would have stayed with relatives.

Fuyue complained in her heart, her face remained unchanged, and a layer of mist quickly appeared in her eyes, she looked at him stubbornly and said: "It's obviously Uncle Huang who turned his face and didn't recognize people, you obviously enjoyed it that night, and Uncle Huang was lying to himself." ”

This terrible line, Fuyue stared at Li Xun, looking at his stunned appearance, and the little hand had already touched him.

Sensing his stiff body, Fuyue's little hands advanced even more.

*

The floating moon is the regent's palace that was thrown out.

Looking at the closed door, Fuyue wiped her palm, but her mood was not thrown out, Xiao Cui thought it was as bad as she wanted.