You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 463 Rogue
The lunch didn't end until the time of Shen. Several big pots were bubbling, and the Chinese cabbage and mutton were stewed until soft. Even the soup was stained milky white by the mutton bones.

One person holds a sea bowl and drinks a bowl of hot mutton soup in the wild in the ice and snow. He only feels hot all over his body.

The soldiers in the camp started with three bowls each, not to mention eating up the mutton, and killed two large baskets of white steamed buns. Just like that, some with big appetites felt dissatisfied, so they licked their faces and touched Lord Hou. Grilled food in the pot with the girls.

Ying Yu held the sea bowl and scolded a few words with a smile, but it was still filled to the brim for those soldiers. Wen Qinger looked at Ying Yu and smiled, but she saw that Ying Yu's appearance was not quite the same as the rumors.

People say that Ying Yu is the "cold-faced king of hell", but when the cold-faced king of hell is not cold, the soldiers are not afraid of him very much at this moment, they are all about the same age, and they can play and play around. Very intimately.

Ying Yu put down the bowl, pinched Wen Qing'er's cheek, took advantage of no one's attention, and quietly approached Wen Qing'er's ear with a smile: "Is your father so good-looking? Let Qingqing be dumbfounded? "

Wen Qing'er blushed and gave Ying Yu an angry look, and then quietly hammered Ying Yu's chest with her pink fist: "Why are you so shameless! I never thought you were so thick-skinned before!"

Ying Yu grabbed Wen Qing'er's little hand, kneaded it gently, and approached with a playful smile: "Does Qingqing know now? Want to regret it? It's too late to regret it!"

"A Yu will be Qingqing's husband, Qingqing's husband, and Qingqing's master from now on. Qingqing will never escape in this life!"

Wen Qing'er's cheeks became hotter and hotter, her slightly trembling eyelashes covered her frown and shyness in her eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered a few delicate syllables.

"I see! You are Qing'er's scoundrel!"

Ying Yu seemed to be happier. After drinking a few bowls of mutton soup, it was like drinking a few bowls of burnt knives. After only a few words with Wen Qing'er, she felt dizzy and dizzy. The net is the fragrance that belongs to Wen Qinger alone.

Even Ying Yu's sharply raised eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescent moons, Wen Qing'er pursed her lips and smiled, watching, she found a small dimple under the corner of Ying Yu's mouth, as if she knew some big secret , I am also very happy!

The two people here are enjoying themselves happily, but no one can get in. The four girls are watching from the side, their eyes are full of sourness!

Princess An He pouted her lips towards Ying Yu and Wen Qing'er, lowered her voice, and said with a teasing smile: "Look over there, you two have been giggling at each other for a long time, and you can see your sweetheart. Can you really be that happy?"

Ying Si smiled and said: "I read those people in the story books, but they are worse than them, but seeing it with my own eyes today, I really feel tired and crooked. I won't do this in the future!"

On the contrary, Ji Ran'er was full of envy: "Why do I look so sweet! I would like to flirt with you, but I just don't have that white-faced young man looking at me!"

"But the last time you saw Sister Qing'er's brother, you were quite happy?" Li Pinglu joked, "Those eyes, I wish they could grow on my brother's body, pointing his heels home!"

When Ji Ran'er thought of Wen Yizhen, half of his face turned red, and he didn't feel careless like usual: "But can scholars like me, the general's daughter?"

(End of this chapter)