Even if the two of them had broken through the last step, but being spanked by someone other than Concubine Ning, Jiang Cha was still embarrassed to death.

She jumped down from the stove, covered her rights, and after glaring at Murong Huan fiercely, she snickered and began to prepare.

Yesterday, when the summer conference was held in the palace, Murong Huan was invigilated in the Gongyuan, so he was not blessed to enjoy everything yesterday, originally Murong Huan felt that he had missed the whole world, but today, it seems that he could not be there yesterday, just for today's welfare.

Which is more important, the summer conference or the summer conference?

Hehe, naturally it's the latter.

Murong Huan was very well-behaved when Jiang Cha started, and didn't bother her, just stood aside and watched seriously.

Seeing something almost transparent dangling in a wooden basin, Murong Huan asked in surprise, "What is this?" ”

He poked it up with his clean finger curiously, huh...... This familiar feel......

Jiang Cha blinked his starry eyes and asked, "How is it, how do you feel?" ”

Murong Huan paused, seeing Cha Cha looking at his impatient expression, and then his stiff gaze went down, and the roots of his ears gradually turned red.

Jiang Cha was tinkering with the broken ice in her hand, and she didn't hear Murong Huan's voice for a long time, she couldn't help but look at it suspiciously, and Murong Huan looked at her somewhere in a daze, and her ears were red with shame......

She recalled the question she had just asked Murong Huan...... How, what feel?

What does ice powder feel...... But when Jiang Cha followed Murong Huan's gaze to her chest, she suddenly understood what Murong Huan was thinking in his head!

Hey, hey, she just asked a very simple question, what the hell is this guy with yellow paint all over his head, is this really good? I'm afraid I'll never be able to look directly at ice powder again......

Jiang Cha puffed out his cheeks angrily and turned himself around.

Murong Huan couldn't see it, so he naturally came back to his senses, and when he looked at the contents of the wooden basin again, his mind was still the color he wanted.

"Dead Murong Huan, stinky Murong Huan......" Jiang Cha muttered secretly in his heart while chopping the crushed ice.

There was no way, she didn't dare to scold her face, because she believed too much that Murong Huan would really do that kind of thing here to punish her.

In the domineering president, aren't all the male protagonists like this?

Woman, you're playing with fire......

couldn't help but think of a line with a voice in Jiang Cha's mind, and then after substituting this sentence into what Murong Huan said, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But in the next second, the blade cut Jiang Cha's fingers mercilessly......

"Hiss......"

Jiang Cha withdrew his hand in pain, and a dazzling bright red immediately gushed out from his slender and white fingertips.

"Cha Cha!" After Murong Huan saw that Jiang Cha's finger was injured, she was in a hurry.

Murong Huan carefully took Jiang Cha's other hand, carefully letting the flowing water flow through Jiang Cha's injured wound, and after the blood was gradually washed away by the water source, Murong Huan took Jiang Cha's injured finger in his mouth.

Ginger Tea: "!! ”

A fatal tingling sensation surged up all over the body, and the pain on the fingertips was instantly abandoned by the pain given by the brain.

When Murong Huan was holding it, the tip of her tongue would inadvertently sweep it, and Jiang Cha's legs couldn't help but soften when she stood up.