The young princess PK charming prince

They were kissing in the room. At this time, they put down their sadness and fused tightly again.

Nangong Hao's big hand slowly slipped to the sensitive place in front of her chest. At this time, the enjoying Mo Xianyue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of her.

Nangong Hao kissed her!

Why on earth?

What the hell is he going to do?

What the hell do you want her to do?

Although she didn't eat for two days and one night, she didn't know where the strength came from. She pushed Nangong Hao away and shouted hoarsely, "Nangong Hao, what do you think I am?"

When Nangong Hao was angry about her struggle, he was stunned when he heard this sentence. Then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up and laughed: "didn't you say that you would do anything for me as long as I said?"

"Yes, although I promise you, you can't insult me. If you are a man, give me a refreshing, why play with me!" said Mo Xianyue.

"Ha ha..."

As soon as her words fell, Nangong Hao giggled at her, which made her hair grow in her heart and thought she had said something wrong.

"Psycho!" she couldn't help turning her eyes and scolding.

Seeing her appearance, Nangong Hao nodded and said with appreciation, "it's in good shape. It's changed back!"

"What has changed back?" Mo Xian Yueming knew that Nangong Hao said that she had come out of the shadow of sadness, but she refused to admit it.

Indeed, she has come out of the shadow of the death of Zhang Xianbing's soul, and the sadness in her heart has been much less. She only feels a burst of relaxation in her heart for no reason, which is an unspeakable pleasure.

She is not happy. Zhang Xian and Bing soul are both dead. How can she be happy? She just sees a lot.

All this is thanks to one person, Nangong Hao.

If Nangong Hao hadn't made such a fuss, she wouldn't have done so.

"I mean, you used to be back." Nangong Hao deliberately approached the ink crescent moon and then flirted.

At the moment, his mood is also very good. Mo Xianyue came out of the shadow, which is a happy thing.

"Why does this dead woman affect my mood so easily? Strange!"

Nangong Hao suddenly felt strange recently. Mo Xianyue's every move affected his heartstrings, and he became more angry for her. The etiquette cultivation Sutra he learned from the master in the past was completely thrown back to the master.

"Go away, I don't know you very well!" when Mo Xianyue saw Nangong Hao's handsome face sticking to her again, she first hugged her freshly sorted clothes, and then said with a cold face.

Nangong Hao's mouth slightly tilted, his eyes half narrowed, and stared at the ink string moon.

Mo Xianyue only felt that her red fruit was exposed in front of Nangong Hao. That feeling made her want to find a hole to drill.

Nangong Hao seems to oppose her and push Jun's face closer and closer. She also slowly retreats. Finally, she can't retreat, because she has retreated to the corner of the wall. Just when she thought she felt Nangong Hao's aggression again and she agreed to close her eyes, Nangong Hao suddenly laughed.

"Hey, hey..."

Mo Xianyue opened her eyes and saw that Nangong Hao had slowly stood up from the edge of the bed. Her heart suddenly flashed for no reason.

She originally hated Nangong Hao, but why did she want to feel his kiss again?

What a contradiction!

Nangong Hao goes out of the bedroom. After Mo Xianyue, Nangong Hao has left. When she is ready to get out of bed, Nangong Hao suddenly turns back. Mo Xianyue has to go back to bed again and pretend to be a cold face again.

After Nangong Hao came back, he came to the table, took a porcelain bowl, filled a bowl of rice again, put it on the bowl, filled the dishes, and was about to fall off. He picked up the porcelain bowl, returned to the edge of the bed again, and handed it to Mo Xianyue.

Mo Xianyue has sat back at the head of the bed. In order to prevent Nangong Hao from sneaking into her again, she tightly pulls the quilt to cover her body.

"Will you do it yourself or will the prince feed you?"

Nangong Hao said without expression: "don't blame the prince for not reminding you. If you feed the prince, you won't have the freedom to eat! Make your own choice!"

choice?!

Mo Xianyue said in the middle of her heart, "I still choose a fart. I understand that I want to eat by myself, but I don't want to eat. The more you don't want to feed me, the more I want you to feed me. The more unhappy you are, the more happy I am. Hum!"

Having made a decision, Mo Xianyue put on a cold look, turned her head away and ignored Nangong Hao.

Nangong Hao raised his eyebrows and ordered, "you really want to face and suffer. Turn your head!"

"Hum!"

Mo Xianyue snorted coldly and still ignored him.

But her heart has already scolded, "let you bully me, I just ignore you, hum! It's best to starve me to death, everyone is relieved!"

But after she stopped looking, she couldn't see Nangong Hao, so she didn't know what Nangong Hao looked like now.

She sat aside with a cold face. She wanted to wait for Nangong Hao to ask her to eat again, but after waiting for a while, she still didn't wait for Nangong Hao's next sentence, but she heard some babbling voices. She couldn't help turning her head and looking at the voice, but she didn't expect to see a scene that made her spit blood.

Nangong Hao has been holding the food that was originally for her to eat. She eats it first!!!

Mo Xianyue vomited blood three liters in her heart and scolded Nangong Hao secretly, but Nangong Hao was absorbed in eating and didn't see her sad look at all.

"Let you eat, let you eat! Eating is your food!" Mo Xianyue scolded while watching Nangong Hao eat.

But I don't know when her mood will turn again.

And the relationship between her and Nangong Hao did not know when she became much closer.

She scolded, but looking at Nangong Hao's delicious food, she suddenly felt that her stomach was protesting to her with her whole body organs.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, covered her stomach that hadn't eaten rice for two days and nights, and looked at Nangong Hao - the bowl in her hand.

The chicken is so tender and smooth, the vegetables are so green, and the full rice in the bowl gives off a delicious smell, which has seduced her soul.

Pitifully, she has been watching Nangong Hao eat sweetly, but she covers her stomach and has pain that she can't say.

What's more hateful is that Nangong Hao not only ate the bowl of food that belonged to her, but also ate that disgusting sound when eating.

She knew Nangong Hao was intentional.

Yes, Nangong Hao did it on purpose. When he came in just now, he saw that the dishes on the table were not suitable for people who had been hungry for two days and one night, so just now he went outside and came back to tell the maid at the door to prepare some black chicken ginseng porridge.

Porridge is easier for patients to absorb.

Ginseng and black chicken help to nourish the body.

After the order, he came back and deliberately played a play, which successfully raised Mo Xianyue's appetite for dinner.

He didn't expose it at this time. He was afraid that Mo Xianyue would die to save face. Even if he starved to death, he wouldn't eat. Wouldn't he fall short of success at that time?

So after he finished eating, he licked some residual vegetable juice in the bowl and said, "it's delicious. The skills of the imperial chefs are getting better and better. It seems that they need to raise their wages."

Mo Xianyue sees all this in her eyes and despises Nangong Hao extremely in her heart, but her mind is dreaming that the person who is adding vegetable juice is not Nangong Hao, but herself!

She could feel that the tender and smooth smell of chicken spread in her taste buds. That feeling was just spiritual enjoyment. Thinking of this, Mo Xianyue couldn't help licking her dry lips.

I heard that people who are excessively hungry will have fantasies. I don't know if it's true.

But it seems that these eight are true.

Because the illusion of ink string moon has appeared.

She saw someone dangling in front of her with a bowl of delicious porridge.

"Why does this person look so familiar?" murmured Mo Xianyue in a low voice.

She was already dizzy with hunger, so she looked vaguely at a figure and talked to herself!

Just now, the porridge that Nangong Hao ordered to cook has been brought up, and Nangong Hao personally filled a bowl, took it to Mo Xianyue again and asked, "do you want to eat?"

Mo Xianyue nodded and then shook her head. She must stick to the end of the war of resistance against Japan. No one can have any chance to make fun of her!

"Really don't eat?"

Nangong Hao stared and threatened: "do you forget that I will do something irrational after I am angry? It's ten times more powerful than that just now!"

When Mo Xianyue thought of what had happened just now, two groups of blushes appeared on her pale cheeks. She was too shy to see Nangong Hao, so she deliberately pretended to be angry and didn't turn her head.

"Turn around." Nangong Hao ordered while exhaling and blowing the porridge in the spoon cold.

"Don't!" Mo Xianyue said stubbornly.

"Three!" Nangong Hao said coldly.

Mo Xianyue ignored him angrily. Although she wanted to taste the delicious black chicken porridge, she ignored Nangong Hao because of the problem of face. Heart way: "really a guy without interest, how can anyone coax girls like this."

"Two!"

Nangong Hao's voice was like a talisman, urging out the soul of Mo Xianyue.

"One!"

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Hao said again, "if you don't listen, you should learn a lesson!"

Mo Xianyue had heard Nangong Hao put down the dishes and chopsticks, and her heart jumped, "he doesn't want to use strong ones?"

She hurried not to turn her head, but the purpose was that Nangong Hao still kept his original posture and looked at her. When she turned her head, she sent the cold porridge in the small spoon to her.

The smell of porridge came to my face.

"Good! Open your mouth."

Nangong Hao suddenly smiled and said.

Mo Xianyue was stunned at first, and then opened her mouth obediently.

The fragrance bloomed in her taste buds, but the spoon was so big that she ate it in one bite.

Her face is full of expectation!

Nangong Hao smiled and said, "don't worry!"

A bowl of porridge, only a moment's effort, has all come down in the small stomach of Mo Xianyue.

Of course, the expression full of meaning on her face can't hide Nangong Hao.

Nangong Hao smiled gently and said nothing. He went to the table again and filled a big bowl and returned to the edge of the bed.

The situation just happened again. Neither of them said a word in the whole process.

This silent action undoubtedly shortens the distance between them. At least Mo Xianyue thinks so!

She looked at Nangong Hao's handsome face with a smile and couldn't say a word.

Tangle! to be puzzled! Worry!