Sweet Noble Heir

"Good." Jiang Wanbai should go down, a little impatient.

Mammy was still muttering when she left, hoping that the black cat would not come back after it had run away.

However, the mammy did not fulfill her wish, because green bamboo soon brought back sesame seeds. Sesame did not go far, but stopped after running out of the wall.

"Just sit in the corner and wait for me." Qingzhu handed the sesame to Jiang Wanbai and said with a smile.

Jiang Wanbai was about to reach out to hold the sesame. Qi Qingxing had already reached out and pushed the sesame back into the green bamboo's arms and said, "wash it first."

Sesame just ran out for a moment. Although he didn't go far away, he was still stained with mud and looked dirty.

Green bamboo quickly hold sesame to wash.

When cleaning, sesame will meow and meow incessantly, as if it is swearing. Jiang Wanbai, listening to funny, sits not far away and looks at him, and says to Qi Qingxing, "when others say it, it puts on its claws, but when you say it, it doesn't do anything. It's as good as anything."

Even just now, Qiqing will push sesame back into Qingzhu's arms, sesame is obedient, rather than backhand to Qi Qingxing.

Qi Qingxing hums and laughs, and says, "bully the soft and fear the hard."

As soon as he said this, sesame began to meow again, listening to the voice as if he was refuting Qi Qingxing. He called a lot, and his tone fluctuated.

"If you can really talk, then you can?" Jiang Wanbai laughs and reaches out his hand to scratch sesame's chin. Zhima likes to be scratched by Jiang Wanbai. Every time Jiang Wanbai starts to scratch his chin, he immediately squints his eyes and begins to snore gently.

It seems to enjoy it.

When the green bamboo was washed and cleaned, Qi Qingxing reached for the sesame and dried the hair for it. Then he sent it to Jiang Wanbai's arms.

As soon as he arrived at Jiang Wanbai's arms, sesame began to act coquettish again.

"How long are you going to stay this time?" She asked, and asked her to sit by the side of the sesame green fish.

Jiang Wanbai pinched sesame meat pad, some addicted, smell speech shook his head, way: "do not know, first look at it."

She chuckled and said meaningfully, "it depends on who can't help it first."

"Why pay attention to them?" After feeding the last dried fish to sesame, Qi Qing put down the plate and wiped his fingertips with a pad.

Jiang Wanbai snorted softly and did not speak.

She didn't want to pay attention to these people, but who told her to know the final cause and effect?

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Wanbai still told him that he had made a divination about the prison water.

Qi Qingxing listened, and he didn't say anything.

To Jiang Wanbai's surprise, she murmured about Mrs. Jiang's patience this time, or unexpectedly, that Mrs. Jiang was so persistent that she wanted to be influenced by her family. In the past few days in the ancestral home of the Jiang family, what Jiang Wanbai heard most was how much she missed her.

It is said that Mrs. Jiang is lonely and pitiful. Sometimes it is Mrs. Jiang's own nagging, sometimes the mother beside her, and sometimes the housekeeper or servant girl of the family

All the time, these words are repeated. Sometimes, before these people open their mouth, Jiang Wanbai can already guess what they are going to say.