Qiao Yu still enjoyed the comfortable strength, but the tone was unrefusable.

"If we find out, we're all doomed."

Wen Shu's beautiful eyes glanced at Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin understood, and also went up to beat Qiao Yu's leg.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

The boy showed two little tiger teeth, a flattering smile, and a small fist hammer courtesy.

This little young master is used to being rampant both outside and at home, and in front of Qiao Yu, he said to put it down.

Not to mention.

He looks so good, unlike the beautiful little crying bag, the little young master is noble and handsome, and when he laughs, everything around him is a lot darker.

He has a thorough understanding of Qiao Yu's temperament, and he has a good relationship with the prince, and the prince will definitely give him face.

Plainly.

This kid is pampered and proud.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, are you comfortable? Wechen is still satisfied. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I also rely on Weichen once."

Small paws pinch and pinch, small fists hammer and hammer.

The two little teenagers worked very hard.

Qiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

Goosebumps rose all over the place.

I felt that they were too noisy.

"Alright, alright, after the annual meeting, be modest."

Jiang Yin's eyes lit up.

"When the prince is done, let's play ranked together."

"It's all good, it's all good, I have a heart."

"Xiaoshu is stupid, if the prince is in a double row with me, we will definitely be two heroes on the lower road."

"Got it, got it."

Wen Shu looked at Qiao Yu and Jiang Yin fighting, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

If he is coquettish, the prince will weigh the pros and cons.

But Jiang Yin, every time he is coquettish, he can succeed.

Think of it this way.

He felt very uncomfortable, and slipped over again before Qiao Yu went to sleep.

Squatted on the bed and watched her quietly.

"Prince, I'll come back early tomorrow to accompany you, I'll stop playing games."

You're also biased a little bit towards me.

In the last sentence, this kid didn't mean much to say.

Qiao Yu was getting ready to sleep.

Suddenly I saw the person squatting under the bed, and I was startled.

Under the moonlight, the young man's little head was on the edge of the bed, he didn't cry, he didn't coquetry, but his eyes were very hurt.

His status is not high.

Helpless.

Since childhood, I will look at people's faces, and my mind is still sensitive.

When he said this, his voice was soft, for fear of rejection.

Like an abandoned beast.

It's sad.

"Play if you want, don't worry, senior brother has me over there."

Denied.

The boy lowered his eyes, hiding the gloom under his eyes.

He looked at the small brass bell on his wrist and let out a soft sigh.

But I don't want to.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched in the head.

The young man Huo Ran looked up.

"What are you thinking?"

That look was like the last time I saw Jiang Yin glamorously put on a new suit and hide in the kitchen by himself.

The young man met Qiao Yu's inky jade-colored eyes, lowered his head again, and stared at his little copper bell.

He rubbed his fingers against the bell, and the intermittent brass bell came from the little tiger's head.

"The prince is always partial to Brother Mingying."

His voice was pitiful and small, but Qiao Yu had good ears and heard it all.

After saying this, the young man was a little aggrieved and spoke intermittently.

"Last time, someone was not happy with Brother Ming Ying, and the prince said that he would beat him."

"If I'm not happy, the prince will comfort and comfort at most."

He was impressed.

Last time Shao Bai scolded Jiang Yin, the prince directly beat people to death.

But he was scolded a lot when he was a child.

What kind of dog mongrel, what illegitimate child, what little minion, these words are not shy about the Qiao family, and after the prince heard it, he didn't do anything.

The young man babbled a lot, and even poured out every time he left a small snack for him and not for Jiang Yin.

Boy.

Qiao Yuren was stupid.

This kid even turned over all the old accounts of the past nine years.

My memory is pretty good!

Soon the prince is going to run away from home.

Which cutie to take?

Ask for a vote.

(End of chapter)