Joan took it and asked, "What is this?" ”

"The desserts in the West Pastry Shop on East Street, your favorite now, my apologies today."

Joan looked down and saw that it was all Joey's favorite food, she could feel the touch of her taste buds now, and her mood became a little better, and she couldn't help but hum: "You know each other." ”

The first generation zero chuckled, looking at Qiao An's eyes a little dark, as if he was observing something, he said, "You are a little different from the other day. ”

Qiao An was slightly stunned and raised her head.

At this time, the sun was just right, and the warm light sprinkled colorful spots through the leaves, and just a small strand fell on Joan's eyelashes, and some golden light crossed it, and the eyes were exceptionally bright, as if there was a little confusion.

The first generation of Zero couldn't help but bend over, put his hand on the rope of the swing, and whispered, "It's more girly." ”

Qiao An frowned, waved her hand in disgust and said, "Get up, the smell of wine on your body is too strong." ”

The first generation of zero chuckled, stood up straight, and said, "Your Highness's girlish nature is unexpected. ”

He slowly pulled out a cigarette.

"I still don't know you well enough, Your Highness, if I knew this, I should have taken a case of wine and poured it for you, until you are angry, and there is no need to do so much."

"Hmph, it's just that I'm in a good mood today, and it wasn't so easy in the past." Qiao An snorted coldly and said, "If you have something to say, don't say that I am willful here." ”

The original zero hooked lips, and the cigarette was held to the lips.

Joan frowned.

Seeing this, the first generation of Zero remembered Joey's habits, and made a pause, as if he sighed slightly, and took off the cigarette.

Qiao An said: "I remember that Feng Zhelin is a non-smoker. ”

"Your Highness, this is my initial setting, and I can't change it."

They are people or codes who are attached to other people's bodies to do tasks, and their preferences generally follow the preferences of the original owner, which is also to facilitate integration into the life of the original owner, but no matter how much they follow the preferences of the original owner, there will still be some things that belong to themselves.

It's like Joan's lazy and casual, Beisansan's love of eating, and the first generation of Zero's smoking.

"Oh, but." Joan looked at the ring on the original zero's left hand and said, "The play is over, why are you still wearing the ring." ”

"Your Royal Highness, your mother went abroad to do business, and the company watched three or three, and now even the scumbags are staring at me, and no one can take care of you if you don't return all night to date your little lover, so you can naturally relax." The first generation of zero seemed a little helpless, but there was a little carelessness in his words, he said: "But I'm different, I have to go home every night, go to see my mother, deal with a bunch of things in the company, go to meet those customers, that night's events have become a topic of conversation in the circle, if I don't continue to act with a ring, it will attract gossip." ”

Qiao An thought about it, too, although the incident that night was rounded up by them, there will always be some people who have enmity with the Qiao family of the Feng family, grabbing Tang Chun's words and maliciously attacking there, if the first generation of Zero does not wear a ring, I am afraid that it will become the evidence in those people's mouths.

He didn't care much and said, "Whatever you want." ”

The first generation zero is chatting with Qiao An here, although there is no intimate action, but the atmosphere in which the two are talking, even if it is stupid, can see that it is quite harmonious.

Jing Jie stared at that place, and wanted to get up and go to pull Qiao An many times, but he also desperately pressed himself and warned himself.

Leave some space for Joan.

He also didn't understand what was wrong with him, he wasn't someone who would lock his woman around and not let her come into contact with other men, otherwise he wouldn't let her have contact with Stupid Ping.