Shigezakura was also dumbfounded.

This...... What's the situation?

"I'll take the fawn inside and lie down for a while, and you continue." As he spoke, Ting Mo picked up the person in his arms and turned around and walked towards the inner room.

Waiting for people to disappear from sight, Qingju reacted, and dared to chase after him, so he heard the little girl over there speak.

"Okay, our son will take care of the deer, come, let's continue to eat. By the way, the wine should be drunk in small sips. ”

Chong Sakura came back to her senses and grabbed Qingju's sleeve through an empty seat, "Master......"

Qingju didn't speak, just nudged his jaw.

Looking over, Chongying saw the scene on the bed in the inner room, and was relieved to see that Tingmo was just sitting on the edge of the bed.

It turns out that you can see it here, no wonder Qingju is so calm.

But what's going on with the master? Let the three of them go to Tingmo's arms without relying on them, are the three of them still inferior to that Tingmo in the master's heart?

I can't eat the food anymore, but I still have to drink the wine.

Thinking of this, Chong Sakura moved and sat down in Yunlu's original position, picked up the wine glass and drank it one by one.

He muttered as he drank.

Although the voice was not loud, it was difficult for Qingju to sit next to him and not hear it, and the already congested mood suddenly became even more congested.

Compared to the low air pressure here, the little girls on the opposite side are much more cheerful, and their happy tails are about to run out.

In the inner room, Ting Mo sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the quiet sleeping face of the person on the bed.

The long eyelashes covered the eyelids softly, and I don't know why, I suddenly wrinkled my nose, and then a series of words floated out.

Ting Mo didn't hear clearly, he unconsciously leaned over, and before he heard a word, the man suddenly moved, and slapped him.

There was a snap, and it was a different kind of clarity in the quiet room.

"Phew! I still dare to take advantage of my mother, I can't kill you! I don't care about you! ”

Ting Mo was stunned in place, the hot pain on his face reminded him that Fang Cai was not an illusion, and then looked at the culprit on the bed and smacked his mouth and turned around to sleep, as if Fang Cai's action was not her, very innocent.

After being stunned for a moment, Ting Mo couldn't help laughing.

The mood is called a complicated, angry and ridiculous but helpless, really depressed without any way, and I can only laugh if I can't get angry.

Hearing that crisp sound, several people in the hall poked their heads in unison.

But the incident happened suddenly, and the time it lasted was short, and several people didn't hear the words clearly, seeing that Tingmo had already sat up, only to see Yunlu turn over.

They looked at each other and were confused.

No matter when the enthusiasm for gossip never wanes, a few people are motionless and peeking there in strange postures as if they have said yes.

Of course, at this time, Qingju Zhufang didn't have the slightest gossip heart, and was all worried.

What? You asked Chongying, I didn't care if I didn't see anyone, and continued to worry about the incident when Yunlu threw himself into Ting Mo's arms.

Afraid that it would be too late, Qian Kill rushed over after returning to the palace to arrange the matter, but he was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the door.

There were two empty seats on the table, and the main owner was not there, only a few people were left close to him, and what was even more strange was that those people were still looking at the inner room in different but equally strange postures, and they didn't even notice anyone coming in.

Thousand Kills frowned suspiciously, and walked over slowly.

"What are you looking at?"