Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

After a long time, he sighed secretly, "Get up." His tone was much softer.

Xiaoxiao shook her head, "It's boring."

Staring at her, a little helpless.In the next moment, he had already bent down and hugged her, and turned around and ordered, "Prepare dinner again."

"Yes, my lord," the servant called out just as he was about to leave, "The focus is on lightness."

In her arms, Xiaoxiao raised her head quietly, looking at the warmth and concern he inadvertently showed, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Perhaps, he was not indifferent to her...

Duan Yichen hugged her who didn't weigh much, and walked into the flower hall again, put her on the chair, glanced at her little red face, and the smile she tried to hold back.He raised his eyebrows and said nothing, just sat next to her and turned his eyes to the door.

The room was eerily quiet, yet surprisingly harmonious.Just sitting side by side like this, feeling that each other is next to you, is actually warm enough to be intoxicated.

It's not long, and the dinner has been put on the table again.In fact, after eating the Yuhan Wan given by Zifei, Xiaoxiao was not hungry at all, but, staring at the dishes on the table, she still couldn't help her appetite.

She didn't care if the person sitting next to her was the prince or not, she grabbed the chopsticks first and started with the dishes she liked.

Duan Yichen picked up the chopsticks with extremely elegant movements, but he didn't put them down for a long time. Instead, he glanced at the little woman who was eating happily from the corner of his eye.

There is a smile in the bottom of the eyes, with a little pampering.

"Duan Yichen, try this quickly," Xiaoxiao put a piece of sea cucumber into his bowl, her eyes were round and bright.

Taking a look at the contents in the bowl, and then looking at Xiaoxiao's expectant expression, Duan Yishen hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and put it in his mouth, slowly and gracefully.

Xiaoxiao smiled, the small pear vortex was like a begonia just blooming, with the temptation of pure color, attracting people to pick it.

Duan Yichen's eyes gradually darkened, staring at her fresh and gorgeous smile, and her bright red lips, he suddenly wanted to taste it again.

So far, it has never been replaced, nor can it be forgotten.

Xiaoxiao's cheeks were burning hot from his stare, she quickly diverted her attention, and ate binge-eating non-stop.The little deer hit her head and bled, and only she could hear it.

"Okay," Duan Yichen finally couldn't see it, and took the chopsticks from her hand domineeringly, "Don't eat too much at night, be careful of food accumulation."

"You don't feel sorry for this table, do you?" Xiaoxiao blinked playfully.

Unexpectedly, Duan Yichen nodded simply, "It's a heartache." Feeling sorry for her not eating on time, feeling sorry for her stomach ache, feeling sorry for her not knowing how to take good care of herself, feeling so much heartbroken that he can't feel sorry for him...

"Stingy!" Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth, patted her belly, leaned on the back of the chair contentedly, stared at a certain place, and gradually lost focus, "Duan Yishen,"

"Huh?" Duan Yishen responded subconsciously, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her calling him by his first name.

"You said, if life can go on like this, you are not a prince, and I am not someone you have to hate... If we have nothing to eat, we will go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables; if we have nothing to wear, we will lean together to keep warm. In that case ...isn't it simpler and happier?"

The flirtatious pupils were covered with a strange luster, and all kinds of emotions collided in his pupils, and the waves were rough, making people dazzled.

He stood up, walked behind her, stretched out his long arms, and encircled her in front of his chest.Tight, as if to strangle her.

Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and listened to his derailed heartbeat. At that moment, she heard the same melody as herself.

After a long time, he let go.

"Unfortunately, we don't have an 'if'."