God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 3435 Jokes

It's more than cold...

It's just chilly.

The crown prince laughed quickly and held the bowl, "I was wrong, good women don't fight with men, don't be angry."

How could Yue Qingcheng watch him eat cold food, so she snatched the bowl away and filled it up again.

"If you know a mistake, correct it. There is nothing good about it. Here, I will give you a reward. In the future, don't make mistakes again, huh?"

The crown prince was also drunk.

Dare to have a future?

His crown prince, don't jump into the third pit!

Looking at him, the corner of Yue Qingcheng's mouth curled up in a slight triumph.

Do something?

I'm going to kill you like hell.

If you don’t usually do it, you can just enjoy it, what about you?

After the crown prince finished drinking, Yue Qingcheng put away the bowl.

The crown prince assumed that if he made a mistake, he should be punished, "Daughter-in-law, I'm here. By the way, we haven't gone to the hot spring for a long time, or..."

Then, it was rejected.

Yue Qingcheng said: "No, I have an appointment with my empress."

Crown Prince: "!!!"

Even the old lady came to rob him of his wife?

He asked: "What are you going to do?"

Yue Qingcheng said, "Soak in the hot spring."

Crown Prince: "..."

Yue Qingcheng chuckled and said, "You're kidding, don't go."

The crown prince was pleasantly surprised, "Then, come with me?"

Yue Qingcheng hesitated, shook her head, "No..."

The crown prince was disappointed again.

Yue Qingcheng said: "I'm tired, I want to rest."

rest...

The crown prince nodded and said, "Alright!"

Make up for last night.

In this way, the crown prince went out to wash the dishes.

After he was nowhere to be seen, Yue Qingcheng immediately sent a letter to Huayan and Niangniang, saying that she was unable to go to the hot spring because of a temporary emergency.

Yes, they had already made an appointment when they were trying on the wedding dress.

In order to compensate the crown prince, he had no choice but to push it down now.

After finishing this, Yue Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

When the schedule is over, it is also tiring to look at both ends.

But thinking of the crown prince's performance just now, Yue Qingcheng wanted to laugh again.

There is no hot spring, but medicinal baths are still required.

Therefore, the crown prince came back from washing the bowl excitedly, thinking that he would be able to warm the fragrance and soft jade in his arms immediately, but who knew that he would stay alone in the empty room for a while.

Women are troublesome, he has gone to the next door to wash up, and he has to wait a while when he comes back before his wife comes back.

Also, the hair was not dried.

The crown prince excitedly said: "Come on, daughter-in-law, I will help you do it."

Yue Qingcheng said indifferently: "I knew you liked to wipe women's hair, but I didn't do it on purpose."

Crown Prince: "???"

What a shame!

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

The crown prince said: "I only wipe it for you, and I don't like it. But if you don't dry it, when will you go up?"

"Oh? Did I misunderstand you?"

"Of course!"

Yue Qingcheng heard the words, nodded, and stretched out her hand to dry her hair.

The crown prince who had already picked up the dry towels and prepared to wipe them off one by one: "..."

"Hahaha……"

In the corner, came the voice of the little white tiger.

The crown prince froze.

Is there even a light bulb there?

Didn't the scene just now be watched by it?

Swish!

But at this time, the little white tiger slipped away with a wave of smoke.

Just kidding, it dared to laugh out loud, so it didn't intend to stay and wait to be silenced, okay?

It's also to tell that stinky man that his gray head and face are all being watched by others, don't think he knows that she knows that others don't, it knows it.

Grab this pigtail and have it laugh at you later.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and the little white tiger has not forgotten that it was this man who snatched away its little master back then and let him suffer, which is called training.

Train me!

A softie who fears guilt, he even trains it, it's funny...

(End of this chapter)