Leng Jun Ao strongly suppresses the impulse to clap the dead four. Can't this boy grow his eyesight?
Every day he tried to resist the impulse not to see that woman, play hard to get, not just to teach her a lesson, so that she can take the initiative to take a soft! He is the seventh prince. Face is very important!
However, after a long time, his plan is about to succeed, but Zhao Wanxi is stopped outside the study by the two brothers.
At that moment, Leng junao almost couldn't help rushing out. But he, who is familiar with the book of war, knows very well that if he can't bear a little, he will make a big plan. This time, he must calm down, so that the woman will be obedient and dare not play smart tricks behind his back.
He even took the medicine behind his back, and the man's anger rose again when he thought of it. Looking at the innocent dusk four, Leng junao waved his hand --
"go back!"
Mu Si is not stupid. Now he has a faint sense of the reason why he is flat today. After swallowing his throat, he can't help but ask more: "my lord If Miss Wanxi comes again, will she see you or not? "
His this problem, the same test down Leng Jun Ao, the man rubbed the temple, a bite: "no see!"
At the end of the four eyes of the dusk, there was a suspicion, half believing, how could he feel that the master's words were not reliable!
Think so in the heart, but the dusk four but dare not ask again, discerning obediently quit the study.
On the other side, Zhao Wanxi walked along the plagiarism corridor and just turned the corner, she ran into Ouyang Changluo and her maid.
"Alas! What did the palace say? It's just a girl with the bed. The seventh prince will get tired of it sooner or later. How many days will he move into Qionghua palace? The seventh Prince didn't even bother to look at it. "
As soon as you hear the sharp tone, you can see that the scene of Zhao Wanxi at the door of the study just now was all seen by Ouyang Changluo. In the face of Princess Changluo's taunt, Zhao Wanxi smiles, turns a deaf ear, turns a blind eye, and passes her by.
Looking at Zhao Wanxi's arrogant figure, Ouyang Changluo's eyes crossed a little cunning and glanced at the servant girl beside him: "you go to ask Lanji to come to our palace."
The next day, Zhao Wanxi went to yunshang palace with lin'er in her arms in the morning. She didn't come back until Xiangwu. Leng junao still didn't arrive at lunch time, but Ouyang Changluo and Lanji appeared on time.
"Lan Ji, from now on, you can sit and eat together with our palace."
"I dare not."
Ouyang Changluo's voice increased eight degrees, and at the same time, it was a little colder: "even the men in this palace dare to sleep. What else dare you? Let's sit down and have a meal together, and you'll sit down... "
As soon as Zhao Wanxi's chopsticks were tight, the dishes fell on the table. She couldn't help looking at Lanji. Today, she was wearing an exposed Chinese dress with ambiguous kisses on her neck and shoulders.
This It's exaggerating!
Although Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao haven't been sleeping together for a long time, she still knows about men's habits. He never leaves traces on the obvious part of his neck and shoulders.
Think of here, Zhao Wanxi lips hook Yang, can't help laughing for their poor performance.
With her smile, Ouyang Changluo's eyes suddenly looked at her and said, "don't think that only you can climb up the seventh Prince's bed?"
Zhao Wanxi picked her eyebrows and gave LAN Ji a smile: "how dare you ask her, is the seventh Prince's bed round or square? What does it look like?"