Rebirth: Dumb Princess

The dusk was getting darker outside, and the moon rose at some time. The boy quickly put the horse on the carriage, and the horse was skillfully pulled to the door of Quanjude.

Zhou haomu took yurao to the car and watched the car slowly drive away from his sight. However, there was a special feeling in his heart, which made him unable to lift up like a soft footed shrimp.

Li tang'er sat aside and looked at Zhou Hao's disappointed look after seeing off yurao. Tut tut tut exclaimed, "are you stupid? You really won't give it away." She doesn't know what happened to yurao, but she knows that yurao likes Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao also likes yurao. She is a fool. She can see the love for both sides in their eyes.

Zhou Hao then turned around and saw Li Tanger who was like watching a play, but he was not in the mood to care about what she meant. Without paying attention, Li Tanger walked over to the counter.

Seeing that Zhou Hao ignored himself, Li Tanger was a little dissatisfied. How could she be the second miss of the Li family? She was bullied so much today, but she didn't let go. She walked to the counter, tilted her head and said, "unexpectedly, boss Zhou is also capable of making the princess of Zhu LAN so attracted."

Making fun of others is like telling jokes. If others think it's funny, it's a joke. If you poke someone's pain point, it's another matter. Li Tanger is obviously the latter now. She still doesn't find the seriousness of the situation. She just wants to adjust the dull atmosphere of Zhou Hao.

"Komatsu, is Miss Li's meal not ready yet?" Zhou Hao impatiently urged the waiter to pass the dishes. He didn't want to hear Li Tanger, who was the same as starling, babbling in front of him.

"Alas, Miss Li's two roast ducks are ready." Xiao Song, the waiter, carried two kraft paper bags and sent them at a running speed.

He handed it to Li Tanger again. "Take the two roast ducks you want to pack."

Li tang'er turned his eyes and lips. "Who is so stingy that others can't talk about it." Then he found that Zhou Hao was about to be made to cry by himself, and then he found that he seemed to have really made a big deal, "well, well, I won't ask, don't do this, I'll go now, I'll go now."

Then he took his two roast ducks out of the store quickly, stood by the carriage, breathed a big breath, thrust his waist and looked back at the door of Quanjude with two big lanterns on, "what's the matter? It's like I bullied him."

In King Zhan's mansion, Su Xiaoyi and Feng shuocan sit in the yard in rows and squint at Feng shuocan next to them. Su Xiaoyi grins and finally has time for two people to be alone.

Fortunately, the rain had already fallen. She looked up at the cold cyan moon in the sky. There were not many stars, but it didn't affect her happy mood. It was OK to look at the moon without counting the stars. The wind, flowers and snow moon didn't say that she must look at the stars.

Thinking like this, I took a piece of cake next to me and ate it. I felt it was much sweeter than what I usually eat, "that's right." She still cares about yurao.

"The death of the king of the state of Zhu LAN has a great impact on the government?" Su Xiaoyi thought that Zhulan was also a subsidiary of the Dahuang Dynasty. If the old king died and the new king ascended the throne, the Dahuang dynasty would be hurt if the new king chose to surrender to other powers.

Feng shuocan nodded, "it's reasonable." And now it is in a period of war. Zhu LAN is just on the edge of the battlefield. It is likely to attack Zhu LAN in the next step. Once Da Huang can't resist, there is likely to be a defection.

He hugged Su Xiaoyi into his arms and rubbed her hair with his chin, "but you don't have to worry. It's man-made. Yuxiao will certainly not betray Da Huang." He thinks so and believes so. After all, Feng Zefeng has made preparations early, and is bound to firmly set Yu Xiaotao.

Feng Shuo can's chest is not warm, and it won't give people a very uncomfortable feeling in this summer. On the contrary, the breadth makes Su Xiaoyi want to stay in it all the time.

On a hot summer night, there was a lot of grass and trees in the yard, and gradually there were more mosquitoes. Su Xiaoyi soon waved and patted mosquitoes no less than ten times.

"Otherwise, I'd better go in. I want to read some more official documents. I can answer my father's question tomorrow." Feng shuocan stands up and pushes Su Xiaoyi.

Su Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to him, then sprinkled Jiao, "hold me."

Feng shuocan doesn't speak, so she looks at the kitten who is coquettish to herself. Su Xiaoyi has the same thick skin as the city wall. She also holds her nose. The whole facial expression is coquettish. She doesn't forget to urge, "come on, people want the princess to hold her."

Feng shuocan shakes her head with a smile, and spoils Su Xiaoyi into his bad. He really can't help her.

The body has been cured almost these days. It's a piece of cake to hold Su Xiaoyi. Su Xiaoyi's head rests on Feng shuocan's shoulder and his hands are around his neck. Looking at his side face against the light, he sighed in his heart that her husband was so handsome that he was unreasonable. There was no defect in his skin.

Looking at it, I couldn't help chirping, then turned my face aside, bit my lips and said shyly, "this is your reward."

Feng Shuo can weighs Su Xiaoyi in his arms and deliberately says, "you are so heavy, just give me such a reward. In this way, the labor and return are different, but there will be no next time."

Say you're heavy? Su Xiaoyi felt angry and ran up, "is it good to be reasonable? How much do I weigh? I'll, at most, hold up fifty kilograms." She refuted Feng shuocan's words.

She felt that Feng shuocan had just recovered from the injury. She really exploited him, so she asked in a low voice, "well, what kind of reward do you want."

As soon as he finished, Feng shuocan's lips fell firmly on her lips. Su Xiaoyi didn't adapt at first, and then slowly sank into Feng shuocan's gentle attack.

Su Xiaoyi held her breath. The whole world was quiet like only the sound of cicadas and her disorderly heartbeat. She said that she was still not as good as Feng Shuo can in the routine. This man was really good at it.

Feng shuocan could feel Su Xiaoyi's manic heart beating. He was afraid that the little girl would faint in his arms in a little while, so he didn't give up and let her go, "that's almost the same, ah! You'll grind ink for me later. "

Then he nodded with satisfaction, "now I think it's in line with my labor."

It was su Xiaoyi who wanted to cry without tears in Feng shuocan's arms. How could she do this and have to let him hold her? She didn't have legs and complained about herself.