Pluto's Domination: The Supreme Beloved Concubine

Chapter 222 New Practice Method (2)

Beiming Moxuan looked at An An's rolling eyes, and felt that she was more and more cute. He couldn't help reaching out and rubbing An An's head. An An was chewing something, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. It's time to eat, don't make trouble. , the rice is not delicious, really.

Beiming Moxuan fed An An a mouthful of porridge, and Situ Hao was going to throw that princess Yu'er to him. How could it be possible that there was only one woman, An An, by his side, and she was the only one. Xiao An'an tricked her into letting Princess Yu'er follow him?There is no door, it would be strange not to kill her.

Who would have imagined that the woman who saw him drooling for the first time would be so indifferent to him. He has been cheating for so long, but he couldn't get her. He feels very frustrated. Why is this little girl so hard to cheat? ?You have to keep working hard.

"By the way, I have to find some herbs." An An stood up abruptly, too violently, a little dizzy, Beiming Moxuan grabbed her in time, hugged her in his arms, and stretched out his hand to rub her. Temple, the body has not recovered yet, what are you doing so excited?
"When you recover, I will accompany you. Now, you should eat properly." Beiming Moxuan gently rubbed An An's head, An An turned to look at his face, and then turned to look at the table I only ate a little food on the table, it is shameful to waste it, let's eat first, An An obediently ate the food delivered to her mouth by Beiming Moxuan.

This man has always pampered and pampered himself so much. What if one day, after I get used to his pampering, but this pampering no longer exists, I don’t know if I can bear it. If it is true That's it, she would rather, this kind of pampering has never happened before.

"What's the matter?" Seeing An An staring at him, Beiming Moxuan touched his face. There shouldn't be anything on his face, right?An An shook her head, smiled faintly, continued to eat without speaking.

An An was full of food and drink, and when she was about to go to bed, she was told that her eldest brother, Lan Anzhe, the young master of the Lan family, had returned. She completely forgot that she had lost too much blood, and rushed out excitedly.

In the hall, in front of Old Man Lan, stood a man who was talking to Old Man Lan. He had a tall nose bridge, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows slanted into the strands of black hair at the corners of his temples, and a handsome profile. The facial contours are impeccable.An An sighed, as expected of the blood of the Lan family, all of them are handsome and unrestrained.

"Brother Anzhe." An An didn't care what they were talking about, and ran over directly. Lan Anzhe caught her. An An's previous memory told her how much this man doted on her.

"An An, it's so late, why are you out here?" Old Man Lan also got up, and he saw the National Teacher walking in behind An An, "Master National Teacher, you...why are you here?"

"En." Beiming Moxuan responded lightly, and pulled An An out of Lan Anzhe's arms who was acting like a baby.

"You can only act like a baby to me." Beiming Moxuan's complexion is very bad. His little An'an has never acted like a baby to himself, how can he act like a baby to other men?He was in a bad mood.

"Please, Master Guoshi, this is my brother." An An wanted to kick him away, but finally, she endured it, broke free from his arms, stretched out her little feet, and stepped on his feet hard one time.

"National Teacher." Lan Anzhe saw that it was the National Teacher who pulled An An out of his arms, so he didn't dare to vent his anger, and obediently knelt down on one knee.

"Brother An Zhe, you don't need to kneel when you see him. There are so many people kneeling on him every day, so he's not afraid of losing his life?" People, I was surprised in my heart, it's really unbelievable that my sister who is called a waste can be favored by the Master of the National Teacher, but, it seems that my sister is very dissatisfied with the Master of the National Teacher?What kind of trouble is this?

(End of this chapter)