Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Mu Jin Mo sneered, "I'll wait beside you. If you don't treat yong'er well, I'll take her away."

Zhuo ran was angry straight stare, "dream, can't have such a day."

I dare to stand by and try to skid the corner.

At least he is the crown prince of a country. Can you have some backbone?

Linglong comes with a tray, with a steaming cup of tea on it, with a shy smile.

"The master drinks tea and tastes the craftsmanship of the maid."

The voice is delicate and soft, which is indescribable and touching.

Her eyes only have an iron Zhuo ran, full of admiration and worship, gentle expression let people mind ripple.

The more she looked at it, the more unhappy she was. She couldn't help humming.

This is not like a maid, more like a concubine.

It's a nuisance. It's a nuisance.

I really want to kick her and kick her away.

Zhuo ran couldn't help but look at her and sighed helplessly.

"Put it down."

Linglong refused to put down the teacup and insisted on sending it to his mouth. She was coquettish and coquettish, "no, master, drink quickly. I have practiced for a long time, and I don't know if it fits the master's spleen and stomach?"

A master, call is a hundred turn thousand return, gentle like water.

Mu Jin Mo raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly, "ha ha ha, it's really a good person. Brother tie, you're lucky."

It's good. It's good. The more chaotic the better, the better for him.

The original dead heart, no idea, this suddenly resurrected.

He wanted to have a try whenever he had a chance.

Zhuo ran had a splitting headache, "shut up."

He looked down and thought for a while and looked up at Xiaoya. "Well, Xiaoya, you don't have a maid to wait on you. Everything is not convenient and exquisite. You will follow Miss Tang later."

He doesn't need any maid, but Linglong is no one else. It's really inconvenient for him to drive people.

Xiaoya skimmed her mouth and refused, "it's not necessary."

How can they follow her when they go for him?

Don't even think about it, huh.

Even if people are willing, she should not be such a wicked maid. Who knows what crooked idea she has in mind?

It's not safe to put it around.

Linglong cried out as if she had been pricked with a needle, "No. I must be with you. There is only one master of mine, you. "

Are you kidding? How could she serve others?

Zhuo ran frowned, a little flustered and angry, and patiently advised, "I'm a big man. It's not convenient to follow a girl around me..."

What is this?

Little girl has no maid, he is a big man, what maid to serve.

The most important thing is that Xiaoya doesn't like a girl around him. Even if she is a maid, she won't like it.

She is very generous in other aspects, but she is extremely stingy in this respect and refuses to accept people at all.

Exquisite eyes a red, tears Hua Lala's flow down, pitiful, "the master is disgusted with the slave's clumsy, unbearable dispatch?"

Zhuo ran thought of ling'er, a little soft hearted, soft voice down, "it's not the meaning..."

Girls cry when they say they cry. It's a headache.

Linglong immediately stopped crying, her face showed a happy color and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Then I can rest assured that I will do as well as my sister and will not let the master down."

Zhuo Ran has a headache. No matter what he says, Linglong will follow him with a firm attitude.

Tang big little smile, help persuade way, "Zhuo ran, this little girl is loyal to you, take her."

"Brother." Xiaoya is not willing to pout her mouth.