But.

Is it necessary to remember the theft of his snacks as a child so clearly?

"Because the prince gave my little snack to Brother Ming Ying."

All right.

Or hold a grudge.

Under the moonlight, the young man chattered about old accounts, perhaps because his squatting legs were numb, and he sat directly on the ground.

His tone was unaccusatory.

just lightly, he quietly told the fact that Qiao Yu was partial to his grandmother's house.

Cautious, and a little sad to be injured.

Qiao Yu's heart was empty.

She naturally wants to be closer to Ming Ying.

A pair of open crotch pants grew up.

To say that there is no partiality is naturally false.

But when Wen Shu said her heinous crime, she didn't think about it, and immediately refuted it.

"Shao Bai is an outsider, if you beat it, you will beat it, besides, when you were a child, someone was not happy to find you, didn't you send it all away, but it was not pleasant to make trouble on the surface, and they were all family members."

The young man snorted slightly, lowered his head and touched the little tiger head bell, but did not speak.

Qiao Yu was stunned.

He saw the young man's soft head pillowing on the bed, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Don't be angry, I'll definitely stick a knife for you in the future."

Good brothers!

The boy sighed, but didn't lift his head.

The weather in the lunar month is still relatively cold.

The old house was not heated by air conditioning, and the room was cold.

Qiao Yu looked at him sideways.

Under the moonlight, the young man's arm wearing a tiger's head and a small copper bell was frozen with small bumps, and he was wearing small pajamas, chattering for so long, it must be cold.

Qiao Yu handed him the Tang Pozi who was in his arms.

The teenager didn't pick up.

Sad.

Someone is in a bit of a hurry.

People who can calmly remedy hundreds of millions of dollars of money have no choice.

If Ming Ying was wronged, she would beat him up and let him not think about it, this kid would cry and cry at most, and he would come up with no face and no skin when he turned around.

If it's yourself.

Not to mention holding grudges, the grievances must be reported back on the spot, even if you can't be on the spot, you can solve it smoothly when you turn around.

Where will it be held in the heart.

But Wen Shu is different.

This kid is very fragile.

It's better to treat him.

It's hard to guarantee that she won't turn back and add a sum to her guilt.

Then one night, I went through the old accounts for her.

Qiao Yu thought about it, lifted the quilt, ran to the old wardrobe, and turned out the spicy strips hidden under the hole.

"Here you go."

It's okay now, it's always been like this before.

"I'm cold."

The boy's voice trembled, ignoring her.

Qiao Yu crawled into the quilt and gave him a little space.

"Otherwise, let's eat it on the bed, don't rub the chili oil on the bed."

The little tiger head bell rang weakly.

Crisp sounds crash into the air.

"Alright then, huh."

The reluctant tone was mixed with a little squeamishness, but the action was surprisingly fast.

"Prince, I want to sleep here, the sofa is so hard and cold."

The two shrank in the warm quilt, and Wen Shu boldly began to put forward conditions.

That's okay.

Qiao Yu's eyes widened.

Someone who has a strong sense of their own territory.

When he slept with Chu Weichen, he kicked people under the bed, how could he allow others to occupy his bed.

"Is it possible, Prince."

A cold arm slammed into her.

Qiao Yu wanted to kick him out.

But listening to the cautious tone of the young man, he still swallowed this sentence with a blue face.

"Don't take it as an example."

"The prince is the best!"

The boy smeared the chili oil casually, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"It's still a comfy bed."

"It's warm."

Qiao Yu was far away from him, silently narrowing his territory a little.

But I don't want to, Wen Shu is already very sticky.

My favorite is to bury my head in her neck socket and rub her, when I was wronged, I was wronged, and I also gave a pool of tears, filling my neck socket.

Seeing a cold head rubbing against him, Qiao Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped it.

"Be honest."

It hurts!

Wen Shu was beaten into tears.

The prince is so ruthless!

Maybe the bed was too warm, or maybe the boy said he was tired and fell asleep not long after.

Before going to bed, this kid secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tonight, he can be regarded as having slept in the past, and if the prince is biased again in the future, he will not be responsible for him.

Wen Shu was awakened by the warm sun.

He rubbed his eyes, his back hurt.

The TV series is really right, after going to bed, you will have back pain, and you will die of pain.

Well.

was kicked by someone in the middle of the night, and wanted to kick him down, but he couldn't do it, so he could only climb the sofa and fall asleep by himself.

He looked around.

Qiao Yu ran away!

Shouldn't you get up early to say something?

"You sleep again, I'll go to the court."

And then get tired of it for a while and then separate.

How is it different from what he thinks.

He got up, the clothes pressed against him moved, and slid under the bed.

The boy was stunned.

I woke up all of a sudden.

It's a suit!

He wiped his paw against the quilt and carefully picked up the suit.

The white suit is well-made and has fine stitches.

There is no brand, but the word "Wenshu" is embroidered on the inside of the sleeve corner.

Represents exclusive customization, unique.

The young man's pretty face turned red all at once.

Yes.

And after the slept, they shall all receive their reward.

The prince really did the best for him.

He touched his suit and smiled with satisfaction.

He has few clothes of his own.

In Qiao's house, it was all left over by Jiang Yin.

After all, Jiang Yin has a lot of clothes, and the little master of the Jiang family's wardrobe can't be stuffed every month, all of which were added by Jiang Yin's mother.

On the other hand, Wen Shu, who has no father or mother, who remembers to add clothes to him, or tailors together at home during the New Year's holidays to make one for him.

It's different now.

It's something of its own.

He touched the small print on the inside of the cuff, and rubbed it to his feet, ready to try it first.

It's noon now.

He slept late last night, and when he woke up, Qiao Yu had already gone to the company.

There are only two people in the family, Jiang Yin and Chu Weichen.

He walked to the living room and saw Jiang Yin in a suit and sorting out his cuffs.

The young man is tall and tall, and the ironed suit takes advantage of his slender back to look good.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Yin turned around, his face was black and couldn't be darker.

"How old are you, you still sleep with the prince, hurry up, change your clothes, and go to the annual meeting at night."

Yes.

Wen Shu was stunned.

"Annual Meeting."

When, it's going to be the annual meeting, how he doesn't know.

Oh.

That's right.

He remembered.

Last night, the prince said that after the annual meeting, let them play games in moderation.

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

He didn't dare to delay, and was ready to get dressed and go to the bag.

Jiang Yin didn't let him go.

"What about you, did you climb into the prince's bed last night? You don't shy away from suspicion. "The prince slept on the sofa all night.

The boy was right.

"You didn't climb too."

"I'm not as ashamed as you."

"You!" Wen Shu blushed and retorted: "Didn't you also go to bed, embarrassed to say me, or do you just lie to me at all." ”

"Can that be the same, I'm not lying on the prince's bed."

(End of chapter)