Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 300 [It's suffocatingly fake! 】

"That's good!" Jing Lingke nodded, it was really a good thing to have him by Qingxiao's side, just now, she felt that Shi Potian had withdrawn a lot of childishness, and the whole person had become mature a lot.

Xiahou Chennan was afraid that Jing Lingke would be hungry, so he proposed to have dinner first. The emperor proposed, and the people below naturally agreed. There were not many people in this group, but there were six of them.

Xiahou Chennan walked in the front with Jing Lingke's waist in his arms, Qingxiao Shi Potian followed, Yueqing Yueliu respectfully followed behind.

"Baby, just tell me what you want to eat!" In the luxurious and exquisite private room, Xiahou Chennan held Jing Lingke's hand, and for some reason, his eyes kept jumping.

"I just want to eat something sour..." Jing Lingke said the taste she wanted, and Xiahou Chennan asked Xiaoer to serve all the sour things in the store.

Jing Lingke just squinted at Xiahou Chennan, her nose was slightly sore, and her heart couldn't breathe. If she hadn't heard their conversation, she was only detoxifying him. What he did at this moment, she should be deeply moved of.

It's just that now, she can't be moved, she just feels fake, which makes her suffocate.

He conveniently brought the cup next to Xiahou Chennan, and drank it in one gulp. Originally, he just wanted to drink some tea to calm himself down, but he didn't expect it to be a glass of wine, which choked her tears out all at once, pale His face was stained with a thin layer of red, originally hiding the thick and melancholic eyes, now they are as hazy as if covered with a layer of mist, unable to see through, unable to touch, but people can't help but want to get closer.

"Baby!" Xiahou Chennan took out the handkerchief that he carried with him. Ever since he saw the baby retching last time, he had a natural habit of preparing the handkerchief with him.

Jing Lingke was stunned for a moment, looked at the snow-white handkerchief, and pulled it over fiercely. She didn't know if it was because of the wine, but she didn't move her eyes away when she looked at Xiahou Chennan, but those eyes were not affectionate. , it's not tenderness like water, it's just blindly sad...

"Chen Nan..." Jing Lingke spoke in an exceptionally hoarse voice.

Xiahou Chennan's heart was in turmoil, he only felt that the baby's eyes were too abnormal, but he calmly thanked him.

(End of this chapter)