After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 357 Will everyone have an Adam's apple?

Maybe even Song Huai never dreamed that the slap in the face came so quickly that he was caught off guard.

Shen Qianzhao let out a soft "heh", stood up, pulled the clothes on his body, tidied them up, and cast his eyes like knives behind the shelf.

Like a ray of cold light, it precisely fell on Song Huai.

Song Huai felt a chill down his spine.

"." So the words can't be too full.

After Shen Qianzhao tidied up her appearance, she walked out of the tent, only to see Shen Qianmu standing outside the tent, dressed in white, which was particularly conspicuous in the night.

He walked slowly left and right, as if hesitating for something.

Shen Qianzhao was a little surprised, she knew that Shen Qianmu always went to bed early, so why did she come here now.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Shen Qianmu glanced at the light in the tent, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Go in and talk."

With that said, he was about to walk into the tent.

Shen Qianzhao panicked, and quickly grabbed him, "No way!"

Facing Shen Qianmu's incomprehensible gaze, she laughed dryly, "It's very messy inside, so don't go in."

Shen Qianmu bent her lips and smiled, "It's okay, I'm your elder brother, not someone else."

My sister, what do you have?
However, Shen Qianzhao firmly grabbed Shen Qianmu's hand, pulled and pulled, and walked outside, "No way! My brother just wants to see me laugh, how old I am."

As she spoke, she smiled dryly and pretended to be annoyed.

Shen Qianmu didn't force it, she could only pull and tug on Shen Qianzhao, and then entered her tent, until the warmth enveloped her whole body, the brother and sister sat down quietly.

After a while, Shen Qianmu opened his mouth to speak, his voice was cold and low, with a hint of embarrassment.

"I have seen the portrait you sent me that day."

Shen Qianzhao blinked, read it?

Comparing with Shen Qianmu's reaction at the moment, Shen Qianzhao couldn't guess it in his heart, he must have taken a fancy to it.

She suddenly became energetic, her eyes were shining brightly, and she moved a little closer, almost touching Shen Qianmu, "Who is my brother looking at?"

Such blunt words made Shen Qianmu feel a little dazed.

He looked at the younger sister in front of him, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. After a long while, he couldn't think of anything why.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Shen Qianzhao simply asked, with a look of anticipation on his face, "But the second girl of the He family?"

That was the portrait she asked someone to paint in He Fu herself.

When she saw He Xixi, she felt that Shen Qianmu would definitely like it.

After a while, Shen Qianmu coughed lightly, looked away unnaturally, and talked eloquently, "The foundation of the He family is solid, and Master He's reputation in the court has always been very good, the He family"

Shen Qianzhao laughed immediately, it seemed that he had really taken a fancy to the second girl of the He family.

Sure enough, brother Mo Ruomei.

"Brother, don't worry, my sister will help you secure the princess when she returns to Beijing tomorrow, lest someone else snatch her away." Shen Qianzhao patted his chest, assuring her.

Everything is changing.

This is an excellent phenomenon.

Shen Qianmu frowned calmly, "Anyone else?"

Shen Qianzhao waved his hand indifferently, "It's just that the Feng family intends to marry someone, and the He family is not that stupid."

This time, Mrs. Feng brought her back to Beijing for He Xixi's marriage, but she did not expect to meet that little bastard of the Feng family.

Now, the Feng family has taken a fancy to He Xixi. Few families in Beijing would dare to snatch the person the Feng family wanted.

Then there was only Shen Qianmu.

This little bastard of the Feng family, and his elder brother who is known as a talented person, a fool knows who to choose.

Shen Qianzhao thought of something, and suddenly laughed, and looked at Shen Qianmu jokingly, with a bit of malicious intent in his eyes, "Brother, you can also deal with this matter after you return to Beijing, why are you in such a hurry to tell me Woolen cloth?"

However, Shen Qianmu remembered the figure who was sitting in front of him eating something not long ago.

It seems to be engraved on the tip of my heart, and I can't linger.

"I remembered it, so I said it."

In Shen Qianzhao's heart, it was very clear.

Obviously, he was afraid that it would be too late and he would be robbed, so he wanted to settle this matter quickly.

Shen Qianzhao curled his lips, and stopped teasing Shen Qianmu, thinking in his heart, when he returned to Beijing tomorrow and got news about He Xixi's past at the frontier, he would quickly settle the matter.

This is a good girl, but many people miss her.

When returning to his tent, Shen Qianzhao was still a little excited.

She sat down at the desk, coughed lightly, and wanted to signal to the person behind the shelf that she was back.

But she coughed a few times, but no one came out.

Shen Qianzhao suddenly frowned, got up and walked towards the shelf, muttering as he walked, "Is it gone?"

Just when she walked to the shelf, a hand suddenly stretched out from inside, grabbed Shen Qianzhao, and yanked it inside!
Unable to guard against it, Shen Qianzhao felt a little weightless, and Song Huai pressed his wrist, holding him between others and the shelf.

She was forced to raise her face to look at Song Huai, and saw that his eyes were dark, with a faint trace of unknown emotion.

Shen Qianzhao's red lips hooked slightly, and a low, soft voice rang in his ears. The other hand quietly climbed up to Song Huai's chest, stopped at the neckline, and tentatively probed inside.

The soft little hands scratched Song Huai's chest numbly.

"Why, Mr. Song is not afraid now, won't you hide?"

Shen Qianzhao's voice carried a few hints of obvious jokes and jokes, but when it fell on Song Huai's ears, it carried a slight hint of provocativeness.

Song Huai's throat was a little dry and itchy, he swallowed, his Adam's apple was hot up and down.

Shen Qianzhao's hand slipped quietly onto Song Huai's Adam's apple.

Little by little, the soft little hands pulled Song Huai into the big net she wove.

Song Huai's breathing became more and more heavy, and finally turned into heavy panting, with a hint of danger.
His hand landed on that soft waist again, pulling her whole body closer to him.

Fiery eyes fell on the slightly red and swollen lips.

Heartbroken.

But just when Song Huai lowered his eyes and wanted to pick it up again, the little girl in front of him suddenly asked a question.
"Do all of you in Dongchang have an Adam's apple?"

Song Huai's body froze immediately, and the hands that landed on Shen Qianzhao's waist muscles stopped there, as if he had lost the ability to move, and he was in a daze, without any response for a long time.

Shen Qianzhao didn't notice Song Huai's weird reaction, but touched it a couple of times out of curiosity. Last time, she made a special observation and found that none of the eunuchs in the palace had beards or Adam's apples.

There are one or two people who entered the palace late, who are older and have Adam's apple, but they are not as sharp and obvious as Song Huai.

especially when he swallows
It makes my heart tremble, and I can't help but want to pick it.

Thinking in this way, she was serious, leaned slightly, and kissed the rolling and protruding Adam's apple.

Her eyelashes fluttered and her movements were reverent.

Song Huai's heart suddenly fell silent.

It is obvious that Shen Qianzhao's behavior is the most able to affect his emotions, but at this moment, there is no ups and downs in the slightest.

The hand holding Shen Qianzhao quietly fell to his side without knowing when, and he clenched his fist slowly, his veins popping.

(End of this chapter)