After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 308
Shen Yanjin: "Don't you like it, don't pay me back."

Xiao Lu: "?"

A certain woman with a short-circuited brain has not yet remembered that she snatched the handkerchief from the waiter when she went out to eat with the other party.

Xiao Lu slowly tried to fold the handkerchief, but his hands wrapped like brown rice could not do anything except wipe his mouth with the handkerchief.

Annoyed, she stuffed the handkerchief directly into her sleeve pocket, and then looked at Shen Yanjin with a calm expression: "Don't you need to go out today?"

Shen Yanjin: "Yes."

What kind of chat with this animal, isn't this the rhythm of chatting to death?
After Xiao Lu finished complaining secretly, he thought about the little paper figurines again, "Where are those little paper figurines?"

It would be a pity if it really turned back to blank paper.

Shen Yanjin: "It's in the drawer of my bedroom."

It turned out to be the case.

Xiao Lu felt relieved, he no longer had any worries, and his sitting posture relaxed a lot.

Shen Yanjin: "In a few days, the great country will hold a prayer for rain. You should complete the rain prayer as the national teacher of the great country."

He spoke very casually, as if asking if the meal was good.

Xiao Lu heard thunder in her ears, she looked at Shen Yanjin, her eyes were full of doom: "I don't know how to ask for rain, boss!"

Shen Yanjin stood up, left the table and chairs, and walked out of the dining room.

Xiao Lu followed closely behind.

After eating, she gained strength, and she followed up with a grunt, nagging at Shen Yanjin's side: "I really don't know how to pray for rain, what should I do? There is no skill to pray for rain in the magic talisman." , I’m about to go up to the sacrificial altar, what will happen if I don’t pray for rain?”

"Will it lose its head?"

"Or will you be reduced to a slave from now on, and will always serve the new master of the great country?"

Shen Yanjin seemed to be annoyed by the nagging. He stopped, stared at her deeply, and said word by word: "Even if you are reduced to a slave, you are still my bird."

Gan!
Why does this sound more and more wrong?

Xiao Lu stroked his thoughts, and then asked: "Then what if the emperor personally made the decree?"

This question of not being afraid of death, probably only Xiao Lu dared to ask it in this life.

Shen Yanjin: "What do you want?"

Xiao Ling: "Me? I don't have any ideas... In fact, if I am really relegated to others, I might as well be a bird for the rest of my life. It would be happier."

She waved her hands wrapped in palms, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The sun shone on her smiling face, adding some warmth for no reason.

And this kind of warmth is something that others cannot give to Shen Yanjin.

Shen Yanjin's twinkling eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes like small fans cast a small shadow on his eye sockets.

He said slowly: "I will not give you up to others."

Ok?
Is this serious?
Xiao Lu wanted to ask, but squinted his eyes and bumped into the deep pupils of the other party, and suddenly there were layers of waves in his heart.

She seemed to have grasped something inconceivable, and stared blankly at the other party with an indifferent yet gentle expression.

I can't help myself anymore.

Xiao Ling suddenly withdrew his gaze, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and urged himself hypnotically: He likes the heroine Liu Yunshang!
He likes the heroine Liu Yunshang!

The heroine who is unique in the capital and is proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The main palace and unique heroine described by the silly b author!
Even if she...

So what if I like him a little bit?
Xiao Ling couldn't restrain the overwhelming emotions in his heart, he didn't even say goodbye, and ran straight to his room.

She stepped into the familiar yard and returned to the familiar room.

After closing the door, he sat down slowly with his back against the wooden door, his head buried in his knees, and his hands hanging by his sides.

(End of this chapter)