Secret Service Crown Princess: Fudge a country to play

Chapter 236 The Hibiscus Warm Tent is Half Covered, and the Floor is Covered with Silk Pieces 3
Soon, another big furry paw pressed on my face, and patted me twice very rudely.

I thought, could it be that the night was so long that even Dabai didn't want to sleep?
So he got up, wrapped his outer shirt and took it to watch the night scene together.

The reason why I am so used to it is entirely because I think the broken tiger can be used as a prop to enhance my relationship with Tang Chu.

For example, I persistently insisted on letting him call me sister and Tang Chu brother-in-law, and Tang Chu didn't object, which is very satisfying.

I was even thinking that maybe by shouting like this, I could really accomplish a good thing.

As soon as I thought this way, my mood was very good, and when it was very good, I went to the kitchen and stole a roast chicken for Dabai.

The roast chicken was served to Dabai in a square pavilion!
The backyard of this inn is very elegant, with pavilions, trees, flowers and fruits.

Jiangzhou is indeed rich in grapes, even a small inn has grape shelves everywhere.

I casually picked a bunch from the edge of the pavilion and gave it to Dabai as a fruit after dinner. The broken tiger is obviously not as enthusiastic about roast chicken as roast duck, so he took a bite with his big paws for a long time before trying it out.

I tell it:

"Don't be picky, people, you can't have everything you want. Compared with that girl Xiyao, I understand that your life is considered happy."

The broken tiger ignored me and concentrated on eating his supper.

I sat cross-legged on the stone table in the pavilion, wondering if Tang Chu would find out when Dabai came out, and concentrating my energy to absorb the essence of the moon.

Later, when Dabai finished eating the roast chicken, he rubbed his hairy, greasy mouth on me.

Disgusted, I lifted it aside, took another breath, and considered I had completed tonight's task.

The tiger wants to eat when it is full, and pulls the corner of my skirt to turn around, shuttling between several corridors one after another.

(End of this chapter)