Raiders of Abuse Scum

Chapter 3178: His arsenic, my honey 25

  Chapter 3178 His arsenic, my honey 25

Thinking about what the eighth prince looked like when Jiujiu was with the eighth prince, and how he looked after Jiujiu's temper came up, Cheng Wanyun instantly became a little worried. If the eighth prince makes Jiujiu upset, will Jiujiu take the eighth prince Killed.

Cheng Wanyun gave General Zheng an angry look.

  Good girl, who is not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he has to teach Jiujiu to learn martial arts.

  Fortunately, at this moment, the team of eight princes came.

  Cheng Wanyun quickly covered Jiujiu's hijab.

   Jiujiu was carried out of the house by Zheng Yi'an and sent to the sedan chair. The sedan chair shook, and then steadily moved forward.

  Jiujiu was holding an apple in her hand, which Cheng Wanyun gave to her in tears before Zheng Yian carried it out, saying that it was the apple that represented her and the eighth princes' future peace and security, and peace and beauty.

  In the early morning, someone pulled up from the bed to wash and dress up, with a crown of more than ten kilograms on his head. He was hungry and hungry. When he saw the apple in front of him, it was really delicious.

  Jiu Jiu looked at the apple intently, her pink tongue licked on her lips, licking her mouth fat.

  Moral fat was sent by the Eighth Prince. It is made with flowers and beeswax and honey. It doesn't have any strange smell in the mouth, but it is sweet and fragrant.

   Jiujiu licked her lips several times, barely suppressing the hunger in her abdomen.

  Jiu Jiu looked at the apple in her hand with a look of resentment, with infinite sorrow in her heart.

  If the meaning of this apple is not too profound, she must eat this apple.

  However, although I can’t eat it, I can quench my thirst by looking at the plum.

   Jiujiu stared at the apple intently, as if he had already eaten it.

  I didn't know how long it had been shaking, the sedan chair stopped slowly, and then he saw a pair of slender but powerful palms extending in.

  The palm of the hand and the fingertips have a thin layer of cocoon, which is very safe.

   Jiujiu stretched out his hand.

  White tender and soft palms rest on the palms full of power, the combination of white and wheat color is wonderful and harmonious.

  The eighth prince used his palms slightly and pulled Jiujiu out of the sedan chair.

   Looking down at Jiujiu, who was already one head lower than himself, the eighth prince’s mouth was raised up high, and his voice softly said, "Sister, I will take you home."

  General Mansion is the home of Jiujiu, but here, it is the home of him and Jiujiu, and in the future it will be the home of their children.

  Jiu Jiu couldn't make a sound, but he was gently hooked by the eighth prince's fingers and scratched on the eighth prince's palm.

   Jiujiu’s silent response made the eighth prince twitch his mouth.

  The Eighth Prince smiled slightly, and took Jiujiu to continue the next process.

  Across the brazier.

  After Baitang got married, the two became husband and wife.

  Under everyone's booing, the eighth prince lifted the hijab with a stick.

  Looking at the gorgeous and graceful Jiujiu behind the well-dressed, the eyes of the Eighth Prince became more and more gentle.

  Eaching everyone out of the house, the eighth prince held Jiujiu’s soft, boneless hand and said softly to Jiujiu, “I’ve already sent someone to bring food. You can eat as much as you want, so you don’t get hungry.”

  Jiu Jiu said, watching the Eighth Prince's face that faded from the youthful breath, and turned into a tough face like a man, "What about you?"

   "I am married today, they will definitely make trouble for me."

   Glancing at the small body of the eighth prince, Jiujiu quickly said, “As soon as I will let Li Qing help you block alcohol, don’t drink too much, it’s uncomfortable.”

   Jiujiu’s instructions made the Eighth Prince particularly useful.

  The corner of the eighth prince’s mouth was a little bit more evil.

   Jiu Jiu Jiu glanced at the Eighth Prince.

   Jiu Jiu's face was flushed toward her, a lively one became angry, stretched out her paws but was reluctant to scratch her own kitty.

  The arrogant and cute appearance made the Eighth Prince's heart itchy.

  The Eighth Prince felt that there is probably no more lovely woman in the world than Jiu Jiu.

  The Eighth Prince touched Jiujiu’s cheek, “I’ll go out to socialize, and you will eat first when something comes. If you’re sleepy at night, you will sleep for a while without waiting for me.”

  He knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would not be able to come back within a few hours when he went out this time.

  He was reluctant to wait for Jiujiu to come back.

   Jiu Jiu graciously said.

  After the eighth prince went out for a while, the servants brought them to eat. Jiujiu took a few bites at random and asked the servants to take them down, and sat on the bed waiting for the eighth prince to come back.

  The bed was stiff, with red dates, lotus seeds and walnuts everywhere. Jiujiu picked up a few red dates and ate them, and began to count sheep boredly.

  The eight princes, as the most trusted emperor today, and the prince who has just married the only daughter of General Zheng, are really hot words.

  The civil and military officials who came to congratulate each person have a cup of wine, and it is already several kilograms, not to mention many and several drinks.

  Even if the eight princes have a huge amount, they are all boring, not to mention that the eight princes' alcohol intake is not very good.

  Finally, General Zheng felt sorry that his daughter had to take care of a drunkard at night, so he took the initiative to speak, and those talents let the eighth prince go.

  The white cheeks of the Eighth Prince showed an unnatural red color due to the effect of alcohol, his eyes were blurred with water, his feet dangling like stepping on a sponge.

  But because the eighth prince gave birth to a handsome face, this drunken appearance is a bit more unruly, more charming than the usual serious and neat appearance.

  The Eighth Prince was dragged to the house by Li Qing.

As soon as he arrived at the house, the eighth prince who was still unsteady on his feet just now, immediately stood up straight when he saw Jiujiu, walked towards Jiujiu, and said with a smile, "Lady, I am coming back. NS."

  Jiu Jiu just stood up, and was rushed by the eighth prince, and the nose was full of alcohol.

  Jiu Jiu sat down with the eighth prince and asked Li Qing, "Didn’t I let you help him stop the alcohol? Why did he drink so much?"

   "Minions..."

"I didn't let him stop the wine." The Eighth Prince who was still dazed just now stood up straight and explained, "All the court officials are here. If Li Qing is allowed to stop the wine, they will be unhappy. "

  He wants to be in position, and he must have the support of these ministers.

   "Let the kitchen cook some hangover soup."

Seeing that Jiujiu didn't continue to blame herself, Li Qing hurriedly ordered people to cook sober soup.

  After Li Qing left, only Jiu Jiu and the Eighth Prince were left in the house.

  The moment Li Qing left, the eyes of the eighth prince who was still drunk just now were bright, and there was still a bit of drunkness in his eyes.

The eighth prince bowed his head and hugged Jiujiu, and before Jiujiu could react, the two lay on the bed.

  (End of this chapter)

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