Four eyes opposite, Zhao Wanxi's uneasiness, let Leng Jun Ao eyes slightly a dark. Holding her head in place, she raised her hand to the watchman.
With a pretentious reprimand, he wiped Zhao Wanxi's cheek, and then said: "Xi'er doesn't like what I've done?"
"Where, how."
She is not stupid, strong desire for survival, let Zhao Wanxi quickly denied.
Realizing that this topic is not so good, she no longer insists on refusing. At the same time, she suddenly thinks of something, straightens her face and pulls Leng junao's sleeve.
"No, seriously, just sit here. I have something to tell you."
"Whatever Xi'er wants to say, just say it."
She washed her hands, wiped her face, waited on her and rinsed her mouth. She looked around to make sure there was nothing wrong with her. Leng junao waved his hand and finally returned Zhao Wanxi's freedom.
Then he brought the ginseng soup. Although he was gracious, he didn't take it seriously. He scooped the soup with a spoon and sent it to Zhao Wanxi's mouth.
"Come on, have a drink first. It's not too late to speak slowly. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."
Zhao Wanxi
What she said is reasonable, but she has nothing to say?
This man, it's clear that he did it on purpose.
Displeased, Zhao Wanxi does not open her mouth, so she looks at Leng junao with deep eyes. He finally corrects his face and raises her hand to surrender.
"Well, well, it's all my fault. What does Xi'er want to say? I'm all ears for her husband? But you have to say it quickly, or it will be hard to drink when the ginseng soup is cold. "
Zhao Wanxi once again: --
So what's this man's obsession with Shen Tang?
Speechless is speechless, but you can't be careless in front of business. After a little tidying up her thoughts, Zhao Wanxi recounted everything about Changjing Palace last night, including the details of her meeting with each other month.
Finish saying, Wu from ponder, also don't have much hesitation, under the heart certainly, be regarded as have a conclusion.
"Princess Li's children, I'm afraid they have to stay for a while. It's just that month by month, I'm afraid No more. "
As a shadow bodyguard, the biggest role is to share the worries for the master. If it can't be used any more What does that mean?
With a flash of cold light at the bottom of his eyes, Leng junao understood what Zhao Wanxi meant, but he was not too surprised. He looked calm, as if he had expected it in the morning.
Not only that, he also raised his hand to point the tip of Zhao Wanxi's nose and indulged in a smile.
"It's still my Xi'er who knows how to hurt me and thinks about everything for me. It's very comforting to have a wife like this. Don't worry, Xi'er. I have a good idea of this. "
There is no doubt about Leng junao's ability. What Zhao Wanxi is worried about is nothing more than his heart of cherishing talents. At this moment, listening to Leng junao's words, she is quite calm. Then she thinks of Ouyang Huajing, and she has some worries.
"What happened to Princess Li?"
"Ouyang Huajing? She's sick. "
"Well? Again... "
"No, it's true this time. The doctor just came to report that she was over thoughtful and scared to hurt her fetus. These days, she's afraid that she can't get out of bed."
Think too much, hurt the fetus? This disease is worth thinking deeply.
When Zhao Wanxi hears the words, she looks at Leng junao very quickly. She quickly concludes that the other party wants to go with her.