C8 Three Senses Destroyed

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer, Hong Liang and the old mama both bowed respectfully. "Your Highness."

Then he calmly thanked Qiao Liangjin: "Thank you, Miss Qiao."

"What are you thanking me for? We love each other. We are willing to help each other. Fire and dry wood crackled together. There is nothing to thank you for." As he finished speaking, he blinked his three-colored eye shadow and directed the electricity to clear the area.

Su Qing also looked back at her with a smile. Her pair of cold eyes were filled with deep emotion as she stared at Qiao Liangjiao as if she was the only person in the world.

Qiao Liangjiao's heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes. She sighed in her heart that this man was indeed a monster. If he looked good, it would be convenient to tease her.

Hong Liang took out his cape and helped clear up the exposed spring light from his torn clothes. He frowned and took out two pieces of wood shavings from his hair, then looked at them thoughtfully.

Qiao Liangjiao hurriedly grabbed it and chuckled, "The firewood is on fire …"

"Your Highness, follow me back to change my clothes. It's almost time for the morning assembly." The mama walked over slowly. Her tone was respectful, but it was an indescribable sense of majesty.

She grasped Qiao Liangjin's arm, "I'll go wherever Jin'er goes. Where Jin'er is, that's my home."

The old wet nurse frowned in displeasure as she sized up Su Qing's body. The expression in her eyes became even deeper.

She looked at the crowd that was getting louder and louder as they discussed. She immediately changed the topic. "I wonder if Miss Qiao has any intention of taking a seat at the Seventh Prince's Mansion?"

Old fox!

Qiao Liangjiao's gaze towards the old wet nurse couldn't help but take on a deeper meaning. She knew that the most important thing was not to clear up this strange scene, but to end this farce as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if everyone talked for too long, the matter would become big.

Since Qing Qing didn't want to part with Qiao Liangjiao, then turn to Qiao Liangjiao.

He was really a smart person.

Her jet-black mouth lifted upwards as a strange smile appeared on her face. With her strange makeup and pale complexion, it made people's heart turn cold. She chuckled and said, "Of course I'm going."

Her favorite thing was to exchange blows with smart people.

Hong Liang looked at the Qing Wang Manor's carriage with a troubled expression, then looked at Qiao LiangJin's stout and fat body, and stroked the horse's leg in heartache.

The horse seemed to come to life as it whined.

"Please." The old nanny was well-mannered and bowed.

"Tch, that carriage of yours is too shabby, I don't think it's worth it!" Qiao Liangjiao snorted disdainfully.

He then beckoned to the people behind him, "Small ones, get on the chariot!"

"Yes!" "Miss!" This voice was filled with vigor and vigor.

Then everyone got on the square, the self-made chariot used for the parade.

Ah Kuan and Ah Bai who got on the car were dumbfounded. If everyone got on the car, who would pull the car?

"Young, young miss …" Ah Kuan pulled on Qiao Liang's Hibiscus Rainbow sleeve.

"You, you, and you!" Qiao Liangjiao pointed at the group of people from the Seventh Prince's Mansion and arrogantly said, "Come from the side of that broken car and pull my chariot over!"

"Hiss —"

The surrounding crowd sucked in a breath of cold air as their gazes landed on Su Ming.

It was known that this carriage was one of the items that would make anyone most proud of cleaning it up.

It was given to him by the late emperor, priceless!

Not to mention the fact that the body of the Ten Thousand Year Freezing Pine was cold, cool and comfortable in the summer, not to mention the treasures from the Northern Kingdom that were embedded in the bottom of the car, it would automatically warm up the entire body of the car, even from two meters away …

Just taking out a gem from the roof of the carriage was enough to completely blow up Qiao Liang Jin's so-called war chariot.

But the entire female hooligan's story was revealed twice in a row!

With his clear personality, he probably wouldn't be able to tolerate it.

However, the person watching the show didn't seem to be displeased at all after watching Su Chen's exquisite face for a while.

His beautiful eyes seemed to be drunk from alcohol. He looked at Qiao Liangjiao's little face with infatuation and adoration, occasionally helping her to tuck her hair behind her ears.

F * ck, who would believe that he wasn't infected by the Gu!?

Qiao Liangjiao was extremely resistant to the 'clean up' touch, but in order to make this scene more interesting, she had enough patience. With a "Ba Ji" sound, she drew a black and purple kiss on his face.

Ye Zichen cleared his disbelieving face and opened his mouth in shock.

He then sat on the tank and began rolling back and forth, yelling, "Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!"

"…"

"Huh?" Everyone booed.

This guy...

Are you all right?

The corner of Qiao Lianjiao's mouth twitched. Seeing that Hong Liang was also surprised, she felt a little guilty.

Was it not a hidden disease?

Qiao Liangjin caught the surprise that flashed across the old wet nurse's eyes. She immediately distanced herself from Sang Qing. Thinking about her usual performance at home, she guessed that this thing must have been possessed by some monster.

It wouldn't hurt, right?

"Feel it, feel it!" He cleared his messy clothes, revealing his white and tender belly, and put Qiao Liangjiao's hand on it.

The latter's hands trembled heavily, resisting the urge to cover her eyes. A stiff smile hung on the corner of her mouth as she touched his stomach time and time again.

If you look at a man's body, it can't be a needle, right? Qiao Liangge toyed with her little head and pretended to enjoy herself. However, she only stared at her clear collarbone and didn't dare to look around.