Chapter 9: The Great ...... War Lord
Because she can see it clearly, the expression of the war prince is not bad!
The little guy called the pillar brought Pei Lingqi to the door of Sheng Han's sleeve room and retreated smartly.
He pushed open the door, took two steps inside, and heard a female voice as graceful as a warbler's cry sighing, "But what should I do?" ”
Pei Lingqi's footsteps were paused, unexplained pleasure, the little girl's tone with such an old-fashioned tone was too disobedient.
Sheng Han's sleeves are not very sharp, but she still has the vigilance that she should have in another world, and she realized that someone had entered her room, and her eyes searched around for something that could be used to attack.
Mama Hong and Xiaolan would knock on the door before entering the house, and this one was definitely not one of them.
It's a pity that except for the fish tank in front of her, there is really no one that can be used as a weapon, and she doesn't have the strength to carry the fish tank.
Pei Lingqi noticed that the girl's body froze, but she didn't move, she felt interesting, and slowly walked over and picked up her collar.
At this moment, Sheng Hansleeve waved his right hand back, and used the only remaining fish food in his hand to paste the face of the war prince.
"Bold thief!" She turned around and snorted in a low voice, but after seeing the other person's face clearly, she was dumbfounded.
Pill.
Pei Lingqi's hand was still holding her clothes, and this posture seemed like she was being carried by him.
The man's handsome face was stained with a little fish food, and he looked very happy, but his expression did not distinguish between joy and anger, and he had a faint tendency to freeze.
Sheng Han's sleeves trembled, feeling that the other party was pinching not her collar, but her neck.
She looked at the expressionless man timidly, "Big ......" swallowed the word "Lao" back, "Lord Zhan ......"
The Great War?
Pei Lingqi frowned slightly, his hand was not loosened, "Wipe it clean." ”
Wipe my face clean, Sheng Hansleeve understood.
She let her heart down for no reason, and the little daughter-in-law said glutinously: "Oh." ”
Then he reacted immediately, lowered his head and said, "Obey, prince." ”
Pei Lingqi looked at the girl with unblinking eyes, and raised her eyebrows lightly for her performance, but she didn't say anything, watching her take out a handkerchief and wipe her face.
Sheng Hansleeve didn't know at present that if the people next to her did such a thing to the prince, she would have been dragged out and dismantled, and she would still be able to "atone the credit".
After gently wiping the fish food on the man's face, she cautiously proposed, "Lord Zhan, do you want to ...... Wash again? ”
"Not necessarily." Pei Lingqi withdrew his hand, and blurted out before thinking about it.
In the past, when he encountered this incident, let alone washing his face, he would directly bathe and wash it thoroughly.
Sheng Han's sleeves were too tight, and her weight almost fell on the hand where he was pulling her clothes.
Hey, you can't pour! Behind is the fish tank! I'm afraid I'll be a fool if I fall!
Out of physical instinct, Sheng Han stepped forward with his sleeves and grabbed Pei Lingqi's clothes.
Now it's okay, I didn't fall back any further, but I hit the chest of the man who didn't move like a mountain.
Sheng Han's sleeves "hissed" in pain, and the swollen brain injury a few days ago was aggravated.
I heard that this big guy is the god of war, he doesn't usually wear a layer of armor in his clothes, right?!
Pei Lingqi watched her make a mess without saying a word, which was very inexplicable.
Holding down her shoulders and pushing people away, lifting her chin with one hand, Pei Lingqi looked at Sheng Han's face scrutinically.
Except for the slight redness of the forehead and the tip of the nose, nothing else is harmed.