I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 89 Brother Is Afraid of Poisoning Me?

When Nan Wu woke up, she found that her trousers and quilt were all dirty, and rubbed her temples irritably.

How could he...

Is it too long since I smelled feminine?
Song Ying was also dreaming.

But it was a completely different dream. In the dream, Nange asked him repeatedly, no matter how he answered, he would always be slapped.

His left and right faces were slapped...

It's so sour!

After finally waking up, he lay on the bed not wanting to move, staring at the patterns on the top of the curtain in a daze.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the yard, and Xiaojun tried his best to stop it, but it didn't work at all.

Hearing a loud bang from Peng, the door of Song Ying's bedroom was kicked open like this. The complicated and solid door struggled left and right in the autumn wind, but finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground pitifully. .

Song Ying wrapped the quilt tightly, like a little daughter-in-law who wanted to be chaste: "Nan Ge, don't you know how to knock on the door?"

Nan Singer squeezed his whip, glanced at him, then suddenly turned around and walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked a few times on another door that was about to fail in the early festival, without waiting for Song Ying's response, he stepped forward step in again.

Song Ying? ?
That's knock in your dictionary?

Nan Ge went straight to the bed, and Dama Jindao stood there, moving his wrists and neck angrily, and asked, "Song Ying, were you the one who tied me up last night?"

My aunt, you don't even remember?

You are not drugged, you are fragmented!

Nan Ge snorted, and cast disgusted eyes on Song Ying: "You tied me up to plot against me?"

Her wrist was shaking, and the long whip in her hand was about to move.

Song Ying was stunned.

This has to be explained.

"Nan Ge, yesterday you fell for me and jumped on me. That's why I tied you up. Think about it carefully!"

Nan Ge frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "So you tied me up because you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to control yourself?"

Song Ying? ? ?

This brain circuit, the word excellent can no longer be described!

He wanted to veto it immediately, but he could see that Nan Ge's face was pale and his eyes were red. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot that night. Yesterday she was in the carriage, crying and repeatedly asking Meng Ci why he didn't like her.

The little girl with a spring heart, why bother to hit her again and again, Song Ying's heart softened, and she didn't answer this question.

Nan Ge only regarded him as acquiescing, and put his red palms in front of Song Ying's eyes: "What's wrong with my hands, what did you do to them, why are they so painful?"

hehe!
Song Ying pointed to her face: "It should be what you did to me, you beat me like crazy yesterday, did you forget?"

Caused him to have nightmares in the middle of the night and was slapped!

Nan Ge stared at his red and swollen face, then looked at his palms, and muttered, "Then your skin is quite thick, and it hurts my hands so much!"

Song Ying! !
The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive!
Yesterday, he said that Xiao San had a thick skin, but now Nan Ge said that he had a thick skin.

The retribution inevitably came too fast to be caught off guard.

Song Ying let out a dragon roar and tore off her collar: "Look at my neck, look at..."

Nan Ge looked intently, and snorted, seeing many blue marks on his neck, his eyes were very strange: "You are so excited at Hongxiu Zhao? Why don't you just let the girl chew a collar for you?"

Song Ying! !
This is what you did!
You ruthless woman, you spoiled me like that last night, and you don't remember anything after the night passed!
Scumbag!

Song Ying was very tired and didn't want to argue anymore.

Anyway, no matter what he said, the opponent would hit back with ten times the damage, so why bother.

He waved his hand wearily: "Nan Ge, promise Meng... I've already done what I promised your brother, you should hurry back to your own home!"

Nan Ge wrapped the long whip around his arm and snorted, "Don't worry, I don't want to stay with you, a philandering radish, it will ruin my reputation!"

She turned around and walked to the door, and suddenly turned her head to stare at Song Ying with sympathy, and said, "Song Ying, don't like me, it won't work!"

Song Ying took a deep breath and let out a soul roar: "Who likes you? Nan Ge, are you taking crazy drugs?"

Nan Ge acted as if I understood your current mood, sighed and said, "You admitted it yourself last night, so there's no need to hide it. I'm heartbroken by Meng Ci now, and I'm not interested in men. You should take it easy." !"

Song Yingqi's soul and soul were about to be separated.

He would admit it yesterday because he was afraid of being slapped!

However, the tragedy is that he was still drawn after admitting it!
He is too difficult!
After Nan Ge expressed his attitude, he flicked his sleeves very coolly, and took away a can of nougat.

There were two cans of nougat on Song Ying's bedside, one was full and there were only a dozen or so left in the other.Nan Ge naturally took the full can.

She loves this, but two days ago, the maid said that the nougat was sold out.

Unexpectedly, the culprit was Song Ying.

Walking to the door, I met Xiaojun who was eavesdropping with a wonderful expression.

Nan Ge sized up Chou Jun critically, then raised his chin with a whip, and said domineeringly, "Take off your clothes!"

Chou Jun panicked and twitched: "Miss Nan, it's right here, isn't it suitable? Should we change places!"

Nan Ge kicked him flying a foot away: "What's going on in your pig's mind? I want you to go back to the General's Mansion in this suit. Do you want me to go out from the Princess' Mansion in women's clothes, and let the whole Suzaku Street Everyone knows that I messed up with your carrot master last night?"

Ah? ?

It turned out to be clothes.

Chou Jun was a little disappointed, and took off his coat aggrievedly.

As soon as Nan Ge changed his clothes and left, Song Ying's elder brother Song Bai came with his four-year-old daughter.

He is five years older than Song Ying.

Different from Song Ying's chic and suave, Song Bai lives up to his name, like a cypress tree on a cliff, without vines or branches, a modest gentleman, from hair to clothes, he is meticulously groomed.

After entering the room, he quickly glanced at Song Ying, who had a bad complexion. His face was calm, and his eyes were cold: "The sun is rising, and the door of your room was kicked down, but you can still lie on the bed!"

The light in Song Ying's eyes dimmed, and she looked careless: "Anyway, I'm a wealthy county king, and I can just eat, drink and have fun. Don't you worry about other things?"

Song Bai frowned even tighter. At this moment, the four-year-old girl walked up to Song Ying, touched Song Ying's forehead, and said softly, "Uncle, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Ying smiled softly at her: "Well, little uncle has a headache..."

"That Nuan Nuan will blow it for you!" The little guy pursed his soft lips and snorted a few times, "Daddy said, blowing it won't hurt any more!"

Song Ying's smile froze, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Bai, but there was no wave in the eyes of this dignified elder brother.

When he was a child, he fell, and he used to comfort himself like this.

Did he forget it?
Power and jealousy have covered his heart.

After Nuan Nuan finished blowing, she looked at the nougat on the bed and swallowed: "Little uncle, is the nougat delicious?"

"Delicious! If Nuan Nuan likes it, take it away!"

Nuan Nuan smiled contentedly and innocently, reaching out to take it, but Song Bai said: "Nuan Nuan, no!"

Song Ying snorted coldly: "Why, brother, are you still afraid that I will poison the nougat?"

(End of this chapter)