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when Rao Wan'er heard the mellow voice of Zhao xuan'er, she suddenly left the dining room Why don't you pour the wine for Du Wei Chu

She suddenly stopped and looked back. She saw Leng Jun Ao's eyes narrowed, and Feng's eyes were full of waves.

"Yes -"

Yuji and Lanji are so graceful that they turn to Chu Changqing in a few seconds. In the blink of an eye, Chu Changqing has fallen into the gentle hometown.

The picture shows Zhao Wanxi's eyes, with a slight sneer on her lips. Not long ago, she said that the man who loves Shangguan Yushu deeply, now her eyes are almost falling on the graceful body of the dancer. Such a picture is really ironic.

"What are you doing standing there? Don't you want to go back to your room and take care of your son? "

With a familiar voice, Zhao Wanxi finds that Leng junao has left the dining table and is behind her.

She looked back, just bumped into the man's deep cunning eyes, suddenly her brain woke up, the same voice was low: "the seventh Prince invited Chu Changqing to dinner, I'm afraid it's not intentional?"

"If the king says For you? "

Leng junao's black head suddenly fell lower, and the hot breath from her thin lips sprayed on the back of Zhao Wanxi's ears, which made her body excited. She didn't have time to guess the meaning of the man's words, just wanted to stay away from him.

Zhao Wanxi left a sentence in a hurry: "I'll go back to my room to take care of my little son first. Let the seventh Prince entertain your guests!"

The man's tall body is still standing in the same place, the faint fragrance lingering in his nose, watching the woman's shadow disappear in the distance of the entrance, his firm and cold thin lips evoke an imperceptible smile.

The full moon is hanging high in the dark. Zhao Wanxi coaxes lin'er to sleep, and he himself falls asleep.

Vaguely, the itching makes her open her eyes. Leng junao leisurely leans against the head of the bed, holding a feather in his hand and looking at her with a happy face. Looking into her eyes, the man's slender hand holding the feather falls down, and the itching touch falls on Zhao Wanxi's nose again.

She suddenly woke up and jumped up from the bed: "the seventh Prince is back, I should go!"

But he didn't want to, but Leng junao grabbed her catkin, and his hoarse voice came from you -

"what's the hurry? Don't you want to know why I want to entertain Chu Changqing tonight? "

Zhao Wanxi subconsciously didn't want to listen to him any more, and then she said, "it's your business for the seventh prince to entertain someone. Minnv is just the nanny of the little prince, and she doesn't want to know so much."

Leng Jun's thin lips are slightly pursed. The smile lines at the corners of her mouth are converged and clean. Holding her big catkin hand increases her strength, which makes Zhao Wanxi feel painful.

"Chu Changqing gave up on you. Are you willing? As long as I have a word from Wang, I can let him take back the letter of divorce. You can still go back to Chu house and continue to be your Chu lady. "

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows were tight. The man thought it was the idea. She even thought

Inexplicably, hearing this, Zhao Wanxi burst into a nameless fire. She threw away Leng junao's hand and picked it from her eyebrows. Her eyes burst out cold spirit -

"if the seventh Prince really has nothing to do, he'd better think about how to cooperate with minnv to treat his hidden disease. You won't have to worry about minnv's private affairs."

As soon as she shakes her hand, Zhao Wanxi grabs the door and goes away. Leng junao quietly stares at the direction where her back disappears, and the eagle's eyes cross a confused color.