She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 651
"You all back down." Xiao Nuomi Duanzi waved his hand, and pushed back the maidservants who also didn't exist on the left and right, and brought the topic back to the main thread, "Tell me, did the Queen send you here, or Concubine Hua?"

"..."

Jing Xing cooperated and said: "Neither of them, the empress took a fancy to my beauty, sent someone to knock me out halfway, and forcibly brought me back."

"Nonsense!" Xiao Nuomi Duanzi slammed the non-existent table and angrily said, "Absurd! You are naked|naked|nakedly slandering me."

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows, and said slowly, "I'm not slandering my mother, but I'm just telling the truth. My mother was drunk yesterday, and the nobleman is so forgetful, I'm afraid she forgot about abducting me."

The little glutinous rice dumpling glared at him, and slapped the non-existent gavel again: "Do you still dare to talk back to Bengong? Okay, very good, come on! Cuiguo, let Bengong smash his mouth!"

Out of respect for her own memory, Jing Xing reminded her kindly: "Mother, I remember that Cui Guo is Concubine Qi's maid, and you are Niu Hulu Zhen Huan."

Niu Hulu Zhen glutinous rice balls: "?!"

This sentence did not serve as a reminder, but instead seemed to add fuel to the fire.

"..."

Niu Hulu Zhen Nuomi Tuan became even more angry, patted the table that didn't exist in the air and shouted: "Baojuan! Cuiguo! Jinxi! You all come out and drag this shameless maniac who dared to fight back to me. Hitting fifty big boards—"

"..."

Jing Xing sighed, and promptly admitted his mistake: "Okay, empress is happy and angry, I was wrong, whatever you say is what you say."

Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi's temper comes and goes quickly, and when I heard his sentence, I was wrong, and his face immediately softened, and he was even in the mood to correct his slang: "I want to be called a slave."

"Okay." Jing Xing nodded obediently.

"Slave calm down, I was wrong." Jing Xing said.

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi pondered what he said for a while before realizing that something was wrong, she corrected again: "No, you have to call yourself a slave, call yourself Ben Gong or empress."

"Okay." Jing Xing nodded again, without showing any temper at all, and said obediently, "Your Majesty, calm down, the slave is wrong."

Only then did Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi hum with satisfaction, and asked him in a tone of voice: "Then I ask you, do you know where you went wrong?"

Jing Xing really conducted a deep self-criticism, and said painfully: "My mistake is that I shouldn't let you go out today."

"What did you say?"

Jing Xing made up the knife again: "You shouldn't be allowed to drink."

"Oh, it seems that you really don't repent, so don't blame me for being rude, come here, Xiao Yunzi, take him down for me—"

"..."

Jing Xing waited for a while, but he didn't wait for the little Yunzi she was talking about to appear.

"Mother, where's your little Yunzi, why didn't I see it?" Jing Xing added fuel to the fire, and said lazily at the end, "Did someone arrest you when the siren blared outside the window just now?"

"..."

Blatant ridicule.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's obviously your hands and feet." She snorted coldly with a tone of voice, "What a daring lunatic, you actually brought down all the little eunuchs under Bengong's hands."

"..."

Jing Xing raised his hand to show that he was wronged.

But Lin Qingyou just pretended that she didn't see it, and said to herself: "Forget it, I will do it myself today. If I don't show you some color, you don't know why the peonies in this palace are so red?"

"Okay." Jing Xing chuckled suddenly, propped his chin and said, "Then empress, give me some color, preferably yellow."

But before the end of his sentence fell, the little glutinous rice dumpling directly pushed him down on the bed with a neat and straightforward movement, and then turned over, which was a standard cross-fixing movement.

"...cough cough."

Once this kind of cross solidity inherited from judo is formed, let alone Jackie Chan, even Bruce Lee, it will be difficult to break free.

Jing Xing did not expect that she would make such a move, and was instantly pinned down by her, unable to move.

Other couples in the family are full of romance and affection in bed, how come their style of painting has become so strange?
"Is there any yellow one, do you want to see the red one?" Lin Qingyou pressed him and asked.

"..." Jing Xing politely refused, "No more, thank you."

"Then you are guilty?"

"I know, I know."

It was already [-] o'clock, Xiao Nuomi Duanzi was not tired, but Jing Xing was already tired enough.

No matter what she asked, Jing Xing would always nod, yes, pleaded guilty, it was my fault, the fault was that I shouldn't belittle the empress, and I didn't plead guilty.

After Jing Xing, a shameless lunatic, confessed his crime honestly, and then finished his self-criticism respectfully, Niu Hulu Tuan finally let go of his hands mercifully.

Jing Xing rubbed his wrist that was strangled red by her, propped himself up with one hand, and sat up from the bed with a headache.

Not only her wrists, but also two red marks on her neck. If she hit harder, this would turn into a large-scale domestic violence scene.

Just now Jing Xing thought that it would be a pity that she didn't go to Xiangzhou Film Academy, but now he suddenly changed his mind, maybe it is more suitable for Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi to go to Physical Education Academy than Film Academy.

No one is better suited to wrestling than her.

Tired of tossing and tossing, Lin Qingyou rubbed over to the head of the bed, picked up the water glass on the bedside table, and lowered her head to drink.

Now he's behaved again.

I can't see the appearance of "extracting a confession" by pressing him on the bed just now.

Jing Xing wanted to check if she was sober, so he asked her from a distance of half a meter, "Little Nuomi Tuan, do you still recognize who I am?"

"Boss Duck."

Jing Xing: "?"

Lin Qingyou raised her head from the water glass, pronounced the words clearly, and said word by word: "The service attitude is extremely poor, the business ability is not good, and the duck boss likes to bite people."

Jing Xing: "..."

Yep, turned into a duck again.

All right, Boss Duck is Boss Duck, it's better than the shameless lunatic who was dragged down by her just now to fight for [-] boards.

"Okay, customer, the store is closing." Jing Xing grabbed the messy black hair on his forehead, "Would you like to come back tomorrow?"

"No." Lin Qingyou paused, put down the water glass, and looked at him seriously, "I haven't done anything serious with you yet."

"..."

Jing Xing thought of her slap in the face just now, not to mention that he wanted to do serious things, he didn't want to do anything serious anymore.

"Sorry, guest, the boss is tired." Jing Xing pressed the knuckles on the back of his neck and said lazily, "What serious business do you want to do, please move it to tomorrow?"

"No." She still refused, "Today's business, today's end."

Jing Xing: "..."

Well, it's still a good habit.

Rubbing his neck that was sore from her, Jing Xing sighed for the nth time and asked, "Then what serious business do you want to do with me?"

(End of this chapter)