The prince has been close to Princess Si Shu in the past two days, but he has thrown the former princess aside, as a subordinate, he can't say anything, but as a friend who has advanced and retreated with the princess, he feels obliged to help the princess remind the princess.

Jun Mo Shen glanced at him, "Who does this king love deeply, and he still needs your consent?" ”

Jingyun stood up straight for a moment and blurted out, "Don't dare!" ”

"Don't dare? This king sees that you have nothing to dare to, but since you are idle, go to the school field and run fifty laps and come back. ”

Jun Mo said coldly.

Shocking clouds: "......"

"No, it's not, Lord ......"

"Sixty laps."

"Small is really not ......"

"Seventy laps."

Shocking clouds: "......"

He covered his mouth and didn't dare to struggle anymore.

Crying and running out to the playground.

Jun Moshen finally cleared up, leaned there and closed his eyes to recuperate, he didn't want to squint like this, but he fell asleep.

Gu Qianzhou broke into his dream.

The little girl was drenched all over, with a smiling face, and said over and over again, Lord, what you love is me, Lord, what you love is me, Lord, what you love is me......

The delicate lips were more beautiful than the peach blossoms on the branches, and he said over and over again that he loved her deeply, and he was so annoyed that he wanted to gag her mouth.

Helpless, his hands didn't seem to move, and finally he simply leaned over and directly blocked her mouth with his lip flap.

The delicate softness was like a handful of snow, and it was as delicate as tofu, and suddenly it bloomed like a blooming flower on the tip of his heart......

His heart trembled, and he woke up in a shock.

Burst......

A mouthful of fishy sweetness overflowed from the corners of his lips.

He raised his fingertips and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and inexplicably felt a pain in his heart.

The pain in his heart drove away the charm in his mind without a trace.

How could he have such a dream? Even if he had such a dream, how could the object be Gu Qianzhou, a little mountain bandit?

Jun Moshen raised his hand and rubbed his brain, always feeling that he had forgotten something, as if he had lost a piece of his heart.

He tried hard to remember, but Song Birou's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

As soon as he remembered her face, he couldn't wait to see her.

Suppressing the mess in his head, he stood up, raised his feet and walked out.

Song Birou and Zeng Qingli walked around for a while, but they didn't say a word the whole time, and soon found an excuse to go back to their residence, burn incense, bathe, and dress up.

When I got dressed, I heard that the prince was coming.

Song Birou immediately walked out, dressed in a pink dress wrapped in a bumpy figure, her face was powdered, her lips were sipped with lip grease, and the whole person was delicate, like a peach hanging on a branch waiting for someone to pick.

Seeing the prince, he immediately ran over in small steps, not wanting to run halfway, and a tender yellow figure slashed out.

Gu Qianzhou was wearing a tender yellow dress, dressed like a little yellow duck, blocking in front of Song Birou.

hugged her arm and said with a smile, "The princess is dressed so beautifully, are you going to the bonfire banquet, let's go together!" ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but hold her arm, looking like a good sister, walking together for the rest of her life.

In order to maintain her own personality, Song Birou endured it to the death so that she did not shake off her claws, suppressed the evil fire, and said gently, "Qianzhou, look, the prince is coming to pick me up, I have to accompany the prince." ”

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Gu Qianzhou smiled clearly and innocently, "Then let's go together, I said that good friends go together for a lifetime, and the princess can't leave me." ”

After that, he looked up at Jun Moshen again, smiling brightly, "The prince is open-minded, tolerant of all rivers, and swallows mountains and rivers, he will definitely not mind having one more person to walk with, right?" ”

Jun Moshen looked at her little face without powder, and her lip flaps that didn't apply any lip grease but were as delicate as flowers......