The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1163
"Don't eat."

She refused decisively, but Qu Tiange pretended to be deaf: "Butler Liu."

Steward Liu was waiting outside the door, and hurried in: "My lord, are you called a slave?"

"Ask the kitchen to prepare dinner, and the princess will stay for dinner."

Butler Liu responded cheerfully: "Hey, I'll do it now, my servant."

Tang Nineteen frowned and called him: "No need."

But Butler Liu also suffered from his master's disease of pretending to be deaf and dumb, so he walked away with brisk steps.

Judging by this posture, she is going to be forced to stay.

Tang Nineteen raised his head and glanced at the wall. On the other side, a gentle and deep voice sounded again: "Your lightness kung fu, I advise you to give up."

bitch.

"Qu Tiange, are you afraid that you won't be scolded by me?"

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love."

The corner of Tang Nineteen's mouth twitched, this time he didn't curse secretly, but cursed: "Fuck."

Qu Tiange accepted everything, and Tang Jiujiu felt that he had been tricked again.

Lu Bai stopped her, but Qu Tiange forced her to stay, there was no way she could leave.

It's just that Qu Tiange can pry open her teeth for things she doesn't want to do.

The dinner was very rich, but she didn't even move her chopsticks.

Qu Tiange was in a good mood, eating happily on his own.

Occasionally stopping to look at her, she was still sitting like a statue, and he ate slowly for more than an hour, not intending to finish.

Tang Nineteen stood up a few times and impatiently wanted to leave, but Lu Bai blocked the gate like a statue than her.

Tang Nineteen was so angry that he could only come back.

"When are you ready to eat?"

"If you eat well, this king will eat well."

This meant that if Tang Nineteen didn't move his chopsticks, he planned to eat like this all night.

He could do it, Tang Nineteen knew.

But she won't admit defeat either.

Stand up, leave the dining table, sit down on the soft couch, take a book in hand: "Then you can eat, I'm afraid it won't hold you to death."

Qu Tiange was still sitting at the dinner table, looking at her, the blue leather book covered her face, she didn't wear panties under her skirt, revealing two smooth calves.

Qu Tiange's throat moved and he drank a glass of wine.

What Tang Jiujiu held in his hand was a military book. It didn't look boring, but he couldn't read it at first because the person in the same room had a strong sense of presence.

Later, she forced herself to focus, ignoring the people in the room, and gradually plunged into the book, finding that the book written by soldiers was very interesting.

I also turned to the pages of the book and looked, but there was no author's signature.

Several sets of methods of arranging troops are stronger than Sun Tzu's Art of War. She saw that she was interested in it, and for a while, she completely forgot about Qu Tiange.

Flipping through the book, she adjusted her sitting posture several times, but she didn't know that the half of her calf exposed under the skirt was adjusting her sitting posture with her, tempting someone with different postures.

The night is dark, and the moon is three poles high.

Tang Nineteen unconsciously fell asleep.

The soft breathing sound was much softer than when he was awake.

The blue leather book was covering her chest. She was half leaning against the wall behind the soft couch, with her feet crossed, her head tilted to one side, and her long and fine eyelashes cast a shadow on her lower eyelids under the dim light, like The fluttering wings of a butterfly.

Qu Tiange quietly looked at her peaceful sleeping face, gently touched her temples with his fingertips, and put the strand of hair hanging on his face behind her ears.

The weather was very hot, and her temple hair was full of sweat, Qu Tiange half opened the window to let some cool breeze in.

He got up again and took the cattail fan to drive away mosquitoes for Tang Nineteen.

(End of this chapter)