Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 266

In short, let the people downstairs look at it at a glance, and there will be a sense of beauty in harmony.

Ji Huai'an glared at Ji Liunian, then drove Ji Liunian towards Xia Zhishui with his crutches.

Ji Liunian didn't say anything, anyway, acting is always about acting.

An Qiyue was arranged to sit on Mo Linfeng's right side, sitting face to face with Xia Zhishui.

It may be because of the aristocratic circle, everyone's self-cultivation is excellent.

This kind of good play is especially clear when eating.

For example, when eating, there is no sound of knocking on the bowls and chopsticks, and there will be no sound of smashing, smashing, swallowing, and there will be no behavior of people wolfing down, eating and drinking...

Of course, what makes An Qiyue the most unbearable is that because she needs to use serving chopsticks, she has to put down her own chopsticks every time she picks up food and change them again, back and forth, her elbows are almost sore.

Mo Linfeng occasionally glanced at An Qiyue's resentful look from the corner of his eye. He hooked his lips and took care of her once or twice gracefully. Such an ambiguous posture obviously caused people with ulterior motives to look at her and make a little inquiry.

In the middle of the meal, Xia Zhenxing put down his chopsticks.

The sound of him placing the chopsticks was abrupt, as if in a quiet private space, something suddenly broke, very sharp.

The sound of throwing chopsticks was more or less angry, even though the opponent was extremely suppressed.

An Qiyue was startled, the meatball on the chopsticks bounced out with a "beep"...

Then the ball, which was stained with her saliva, made a beautiful parabola in the air, and then...

Then, with a bang, Zhong Xia Zhenxing hit the head of the head!

Finally... it fell to pieces with a snap!
An Qiyue... put down her chopsticks with a guilty conscience, and pretended to be innocent and cute.

Obviously, her innocence and cuteness cannot be forgiven by the other party.

Xia Zhenxing clenched his fists almost at the same time the meatball hit him.

But even if he was so angry, he still maintained a noble, sacred, and inviolable good cultivation, and even his voice did not fluctuate in the slightest.

It's even and steady, it's more like chatting about homework.

He said: "If you dress expensively, it can't hide the fact that there are wild chickens in the grass nest. It's just a man's life. You can't be a phoenix on a branch for a lifetime!"

Ann July...

Heh, this old man looks kind and harmless, he speaks really well, and he doesn't even smear blood when he spits out a knife.

An Qiyue embraced her with both arms, and smiled gaudyly.

She looked at Xia Zhenxing, then looked at Xia Zhishui beside Xia Zhenxing, and said: "I am a wild chicken, even if I am a wild chicken, I am even more rare than your golden phoenix. Right, Zhi Aunt Shui!"

Xia Zhishui... stopped to help Xia Zhenxing wipe off the greasy hands on his face, she glanced sideways at An Qiyue, she couldn't look down on this kind of slutty woman who climbed on men's beds at all.

She smiled nonchalantly, and said: "Oh, it's not necessarily a good thing to be proud of being favored. What I hate most in my life is a woman like you who gets something for nothing. You can be so righteous by selling your body~ It's really impressive!"

An Qiyue slapped Mo Linfeng who was beside her with her shoulder, and motioned him to bring her some quick fruit.

Then he said to Xia Zhishui: "Aunt Zhishui, your vision is really unique. I don't have a good memory. When I was a child, I heard Ji Junyao chew the tongue of your Xia family, saying that your mother seems to be the upper class mistress, and she relies on selling meat. I sat on Mrs. Xia Jiakuo only when I was pregnant. It’s just a pity that your mother died early, otherwise I would definitely ask her to learn from her and let her teach me how to change from a chicken to a phoenix.”

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